I saw her feetcome to a complete stop before she turned and faced me. I glanced up ather and saw her staring at me with a look of concern on her face.... Sheput her hand on my shoulder as I picked up one of her employees' wastepaper baskets.I recoiled from her touch. Lily looked genuinely startled by this. Sheasked, "What's wrong, Fran?"I shook my head and decided that it was time for a final confrontationbetween us. I nearly shouted, "What's wrong? What do you think iswrong, Lily? Look at me! I'm. Moving on to my s!ster, I kneel in front of her and my nostrils flare at the delicious smell of her aroused pussy. I didn't imagine the wet spot earlier or if I did, it has definitely increased since then."My legs, Brandon," she prompts as I just stare at the center of her damp thong. The wetness has made the material almost transparent and I am mesmerized by the contours of my s!ster's pussy behind the small triangle of material."Sure, s*s," I respond, looking down as I wrap my hands around. Tell me, Telly, willAngela or Ellen ever give birth?"The television set, unamused by the nickname, briefly flickers inannoyance before bringing into focus (well, into focus by 1950'sstandards - there are still a lot of ghosts) the rest of the weddingceremony.The second bridal party soon reaches the front of the Mozart Room whereOllie (as well as Blair, Cody and Maggie) await. Ellen brieflyfalters; and then, departing from script, turns to the audience to say,"Please, would all of you join me. The humans laughed at the way Queen had felt that her approval was necessary before they could consider keeping the children.From the way that Martha looked at the children, there was no doubt that they had been adopted—sort of an instant family! Otto probably could have gotten away with refusing to take the children in, but, in the long run, he would never have lived it down. The idea was moot, anyway, since he, too, was taken with the children and wanted to keep them. They buried the mother,.