Beneath its material, I could see her T-strap panties. As always, my mistress had doubly concealed her breasts, for beneath her slip, she was wearing ... black bra whose straps superbly set off her white shoulders. The bodice of her slip was decorated with black sequins and finely beaded tassels She always kept her body close to mine so I could enjoy, but never, ever touch her beautiful body. When I tore my eyes away from her shoulders and breasts, I saw that she was now holding her riding. "And you, Fancy. You've found a guy that you love dearly. Just because he's your cousin, are you going to walk away from that?"Just like her boyfriend, my granddaughter shook her head to let me know that she wasn't prepared to abandon her cousin, although she did grant me the courtesy of looking into my eyes while she answered."Okay then, about the only thing that's changed since this morning is that Jerry now knows a little more about our family's background, and Fancy knows a little more. I had no idea what my mother did when I wasn’t around, but from that day forward, I treated her as a cook, a maid, a companion for my father but never again as my mother. She came to understand and it slowly took its toll on her. She became quiet, she began to go to bed earlier and earlier and sometimes she failed to get up until late morning. She resigned her teaching job and stayed home. The only time she seemed active and alert was when dad was home. I watched as she treated my dad as a. " I said.In the apartment, I meticulously packed my books, clothing and household goods.Honda packed a bag for the funeral then looked at me. "What are you keeping that stuff for? Don't you already have better stuff at home?"I held up the bowl I was wrapping. "This is the first bowl I ever bought. It's the first bowl I ever washed. It's the bowl in which I served the first meal I ever cooked." Yeah but it's plastic." He laughed."It was cheap. All of this was. But it will all be displayed.