While we did not have my husband's body, we still made a stone and marked a spot for him. I would sometimes come out and talk to him when I got depres...sed and was missing him. And I certainly needed to talk this out.This would be our family plot, as we grew older. Then what I just thought hit me, "As we grew older". There are only six of us now, maybe seven. When we are gone, that's it. What happens to my kids when I'm gone? What happens to the world when we're gone? We have not seen any sign of. It was hard to talk being so close, so she just stayed against Chad while he rubbed her back and she glanced around and saw how many men were looking at her. They were probably marveling at how easy she appeared to be. The thought made her shiver with excitement.The bar was getting even more crowded, and suddenly Jen felt a hand on her behind and realized the man behind her was copping a feel. Wedged against Chad as she was, Jen couldn't get away. The man fondled Jen's ass and ran his hand. He looked up into my eyes as he flicked his tongue on my hard nipples, no matter how much I tried to hide it; I knew he could see the intense pleasure he was giving to me.This went on for another five minutes or so before he suddenly stopped. He grinned at me and walked behind his desk. He sat down and he told me to sit down too. I started to button up my blouse but he stopped me before I got the first one buttoned. “I must say Jessica your qualifications are real and perfect.” I blushed and. “Fine, fine. I haven’t developed any real likes or dislikes. I mean, I was only born about twelve hours ago, and I’ve only had free will for a little over an hour. If I’m going to find out about my interests, as I can tell you would want me to, why don’t you tell me more about what makes Mike tick?”Nodding, he responded, “Fair enough. Let’s see, I’m twenty-six years old, born and raised here in Atlanta. Went to school at Auburn University and Florida State University, became a professional.