She laughed and threw one of the blouses at me, before donning the other one. We moved into the living room and sat on the sofa. I suggested we disc...uss where we were going from there. She begged me to let her stay with me for a while. She pointed out, correctly, that I was a typical male, when it came to house-keeping, and it would take at least a week for her to get it looking like somebody cared, and I had to agree. I couldn’t pin her down regarding any plans beyond that, and I didn’t. "Between them, the women and Joy helped him on with the clothes that hadbeen laid out on the bed ready. The first item was what Joy called hispanties but were nothing more than a small triangle of red satin withnarrow elastics that held it in place. Lyn showed him how to roll selfsupporting stockings up his legs while the others variously helped witha red satin bra and holding out a pastel lilac dress for him to stepinto. The ensemble was finished with shoes that matched his dress andsported. After the brief ceremony in a cold rain, the family gathered with an attorney from Queenstown who had brought along a copy of Millard Greensbury Conroy's final will and brief testament. It was a very short document with no codicils that left each of the three women in her own small world of grief, need and confusion. The lawyer, who wore a loyal cockade on his lapel as well as on his tricorn, had been named executor.Margaret Conroy cleared her throat, stood with her hand on the back of a chair,. Ya hate to say it Fred but Lamont is kind a Psycho.Hate to be that little Bitch dat fo sho.Yea gotta say I remember he use capture little squirrels and rabbits.He been had lots of practice on what hes gonna do.Yea and I seen his cock too chimed in Bubba, man dat things gonna really open her up. Won of da biggest I seen. U remember that prosititute he fucked up. Oh man dat was da worst.Lamont was hard as a rock ready to go but he still took the long way through the alleys bouncing the sorry.