It'll be here soon. I figured we could eat and catch a game on the TV." Sounds like a plan." So what's up? Am I going to have to go over to Paolo's an... kick his ass?" Ben had never liked Paolo and was relieved when his daughter had ended things. Still, he did not like to see his little girl hurt and he would gladly have taken a five iron to the k**."No, he hasn't done anything else. He was just coming over to get the last of his stuff and I didn't want to be there. I told him to leave his key.". It will save time for you and it will save needless wear and tear on the wagon you already have," I said."I hadn't even thought of that." That's not all either. I think you should put the wagon you brought back last time on display by your store. Put a for sale sign on it," I said."Why would I want to sell it?" he asked."Why do you sell anything? For profit is why. If someone buys it you've saved yourself an empty haul with it later, if they don't, well then you've still got it. You can't lose. Correctly guessing that this discussion and the resolution had torn the scabs off the hurt of losing Beth Ann. Until Rebecca cradled my head against her chest, and said, "Go ahead. Let it out," I didn't realize I was crying.My family – The Bells and Rebecca – rallied around me as I grieved one last time for Beth Ann. When the chef knocked, opened the door, and announced dinner was served, Colleen went to deal with him, leaving me with her parents, and Rebecca."I didn't know it still hurt so bad. Your hand found my erection and you placed me inside of you. Your pussy is very wet, very tight and I only can go so far as I reach your hymen. You whisper in my ear, "I want you, I want to to make me a woman, I want you to fuck me!" Are you sure!" Oh yes, pleassssse!"I grab your hips am you wrap you arms around me. I push hard and into untrespassed territory as your hymen bursts. Your body jerks with the pain and you gasp!"Relax baby!"I feel your pussy surrounding my shaft now as I slide.