The latest thing wasthat she thought she remembered the exact details of the accident andwanted to lay a wreath, or something. He struggled to imagin...e what shethought she could get out of this."Is this some sort of exorcism?" No, nothing like that. Look, it doesn't matter if anything happened.It's just...I might be the only person that actually remembers him at all.I just want to do something in commemoration, ok? Will you come with me?" Of course I will."Amy emerged from the shop with a. She replied worriedly as she continued to stroke her tiny slit. Where do you sleep? She asked. I sleep with my wife down the hall. I clarified. Get dressed for bed and then come down for dinner. Then I left her diddeling that beautiful little bald pussy. I set the table for three and cleaned up what I could as Beth finished dinner. I would have helped with the cooking but I suck at it. I can grill enough to be able to get through a small bar-B-Q but thats about it. My wife accuses me of being. ”“Read to me.”Looking out at the action on the field, Coach Reynolds said, “It looks like they are about to start the game.”The opposing team kicked the ball. One of the players caught it and started running. Watching the action, Suzie asked, “What is he doing?”“I think he’s running,” Sean answered leaning forward to see the action a little better.“Shouldn’t they have tackled him by now?” Suzie asked when one of the players from the other team missed tackling him.“Yes,” Jerry said.Taking a. “Not happening. I know you. If you like it, you’ll eat it all. I’m buying, so bring us two,” I told Kim.The pie was huge. I now knew why Lisa wanted to split. It had to be three inches thick. It was still hot right out of the oven and the ice cream had a home churned taste. I would get fat eating here. I got a text from my Mom, which said she was ready to go. I needed to get back for my afternoon workout.I went up to the register to pay Kim, and Lisa followed me. I told Kim I would see her.