"Ellen has been diagnosed with lung cancer. It is already stage four. Her doctor told me that she has no more then six months." Oh God, Brad, I'm so s...orry."Four months later Brad came in looking just terrible."Brad?" Karen asked."Karen, the person in my bed is but a shell of Ellen. It is time for her to go."A month later, Ellen died. Karen managed the meal after the funeral.Two months later, both Brad and Karen worked late. "Take you to dinner?"He asked."Yes, that sounds good."He made no pass. When I’d calmed down I thanked the man and sat next to Ryan again. This time I sat with my knees apart and lay back in the chair. “God I’m knackered.” I said as I picked up Ryan’s beer and finished the half pint in one go. “I’m not surprised,” Ryan said, “It’s getting late and you’ve had a bit of a hectic night.” “Hey Karen,” I said, “did you know that Mr Wilson likes little girls, he wants to fuck his daughter.” “Maybe I should start going to work dressed as a school girl.” Karen replied. “I. A gentle hand caressed my ass and I knew at once that it was Rochelle's hand."Go lay on the bed and wait for me, Rochelle," he said. She quickly left and did as she was told. I felt him behind me. He pulled me up against him and gently pushed my hair from my face. He turned me around in his arms and I thought I was going to fall but he pulled me against him. His fingers gently dried my tears. I whimpered as he held me close. He smelt like Old Spice. "Shhh," he said quietly. "You're safe, Baby.. And we are all ready to meet. ( still, I haven’t seen her, her WhatsApp DP was something else other than her picture and I didn’t mind asking her picture because anyway I was going to meet her next day)I was kinda excited to meet her by listening to her voice it was 5 pm and I got a called from her that I was ready or not? I said I will be there at 6 don’t worry and she told she will be wearing a gray top and jeans! I said okay and told her that I will be wearing a white with blue stripes.