I imagined that they would take my body back to Ohio for burial. Thinking about my own funeral made me feel very depressed, and I started to cry again... but Aunt Kayla said that it was good to talk about it; holding it in would only make it worse. I cried a lot of tears thinking about what had happened.I was stuck in a wheel chair as we left the hospital. My left leg was in a cast from my hip to my toes. The doctor recommended a specialist, but Aunt Kayla told him that she had already arranged. His mother-in-lawanswered and let him inside. She closed the door and motioned him intothe living room, asking if he wanted a drink, which he declined as hefelt his nerves starting in.Madge Greystone had always been a bit "cool" to Tim. She always calledhim "Timothy" which he didn't really care for, it always seemed toreinforced the strictness she seemed to exude. But this evening sheseemed a bit more severe. Madge didn't waste anytime starting theconversation."Where's your housekeeper?" he. "Did he go down on you?" For a minute, ohhh fukkkkkk..." I said. she likes it when I give her verbal feedback. I was embarrassed about that at first. But, now I enjoy the release."Did you cum?" "When he was fucking me from behind I had a small one. The..ohhh....position was weird and it kept interrupting...uunngghh...when he had to sh-shift. Oh god, right there, Charlie, mmmm...getting hard to talk," I said, with difficulty."What did you fantasize about?" She inserted two fingers in me. I let. This will probably come as a shock or a surprise.”Shit. I thought. Jan has found out about Norma and me. What was coming next?“Bill and I have been doing what you and Norma have been doing now for a couple of weeks. Tonight, we are going to celebrate the union of the four of us.”Jan had a smile from ear to ear. Norma winked at me. She had got her way.“This is amazing. I can’t believe it. You and Bill have been having sex together. That’s amazing,” I stammered.“No, it is beautiful, I never.