As I entered the receptionist asked, "May I help you?" I'm here for the reading of a will," I said.The receptionist looked at me a little strangely, t...en nodded. "Ms. Sharp will be right with you."Mizz, I thought sourly. God how I hate the political correctness of Mizz. Sharp was one of the names etched in the glass door so I assumed she was a partner. I looked around the reception area. Before I even had a chance to sit down I heard behind me, "Mr. Kane?" I turned to see a very well dressed. “Can I ask everybody something?” I said, finding some confidence. “Who peeked?”They all looked down, even my father.“It’s okay. I kind of wanted you to.”“Can I ask you something too, that is, if it’s okay with your father?” said Uncle Terry.Daddy nodded.“What makes you interested in showing off such a fine body for a bunch of old men like us?”“I don’t know,” I said honestly. “You all know I went to St. Francis; it’s not like I got any attention from boys there.”“Yeah, but college has to be. We did the fingerprints and he gave me the test answers,and I kinda forgot about the blowjob I gave,when he came up behind me and kissed me on my neck,turn me around and gave me this passionate kiss on my lips. There we was kissing like lovers. Clothes started flying off,and he went down and ate my pussy. I was in heaven and didnt care at that moment. I had got a great job for the weekends and now my boss was making love to me,ways that my bf hasn't. We got into 69 and i sucked him till he got. Most of them faced their deaths with courage and dignity. My wife did her best to care for me, even though she was terribly weak. I remember the children, and I remember those who lost hope. I was one of those, until Abby came to me. She risked her own life, and Chanelle’s, to reach out to me. They became my hope, and I have worked all my life to be theirs.What else? Nearly everyone still lives in the cities where the groups gathered, although it is possible to travel between them. These days,.