She eloquently stated howthat each of us was an extension of the other and how both us becamebetter people because of the bond we shared.She closed by...saying our life would not be as bright now that he was nolonger in it.I felt a tremendous amount of pride and love for my wife and how shetotally got Ryan and me.Chapter FiveIf I thought the funeral was horrible, it was a cakewalk compared to whatI felt when they lowered my friend into the ground. I wept uncontrollablyand Dani had to hold me. She had a huge smile on her face and casually said move over time for some fun, as she shrugged her shoulders and let her dressing down fall to the floor.She climbed on to the bed with me wrapped her hand around my hand that was rubbing my cock and said let me do that, so I released my hand from my cock only to feel her hand replacing it , I turned on my side to face her, all the time her hand going up and down my cock, a few strands of her hair had fallen across her eyes , I moved them with my. Two nights of little sleep would not help me cope with what was to come. Perhaps I could nap sometime during the day before Howard got home.I wasn't very effective last night at the opening. I wasn't concentrating very well. I met all the people I planned to meet, but I couldn't seem to get any meaningful conversations started. Perhaps some rest before my talk with Howard would help settle my mind.As I lay in bed that morning, I thought about what I must do. I must convince Howard that I have. That meant new decor and furniture which our parents let us select — provided we didn’t go overboard.Luckily, we liked the same style of bedroom suite and easily agreed on everything. And we wanted a four poster bed. Mom said there wasn’t room for two such beds and we tried explaining that we wanted only one queen size bed.“Girls,” she said, “it’s time you started sleeping in your own beds. There’s no reason to keep sleeping together. You need two single beds.”“Mom, we’ve always slept.