But the worse that Elise got, the farther Claude stayed away, going out at night instead of staying in with us. He didn't want to deal with it - not t...he cancer, not his daughter, and definitely not his wife. Elise died in Houston, papa helped me make the arrangements and bury her. The day after the funeral I kicked Claude out of the house and filed for divorce. Everyone thought that this old coonass had gone crazy"We both sighed and slouched back in our chairs in silence. I figured that I had. There was stunned silence in the kitchen.Finally, Gary announced, “I guess Betsy is feeling okay, now.”“It looks that way,” Stacy said.Sam, in the same tone of voice that Betsy had used, said, “I’m hungry.”Everyone laughed.Alice said, “I’m out of food.”The laughter died.Wheels said, “You’re kidding.”“No. You’re going to have to go to a restaurant and eat breakfast today,” Alice said.Outside, Betsy had slowed down long enough to look at the devastation the fight had done to the backyard. Sam had. Chris did not have a class today, but he did have his shift at the counseling center. Robby bid him farewell at the doors to the center; he had a shift somewhere else today. In the reception area, the drone stationed there directed him to a beautiful, dark skinned, drone who escorted him by hand to the center's waiting area. Another boy was sitting there, so Chris joined him.Chris gave the boy, a dark haired, pale, tiny thing, a wave, "hello," and sat down with him."My name is Jeffrey, but you. We needed to fuck and we needed to fuck fast and hard so we could get back on the road as to not raise suspicion. I could tell she wanted to cum. She started grinding her pelvis to mine immediately forcing my dick into her as deep as it would go, and rubbing her clit against me. She bends over to give me a kiss and a hug while grinding the root of my dick as roughly as she can to coax my balls into producing ejaculates. She grunted and groaned “O baby I’m gonna cum… make me cum baby” earlier.