."Each night was torment. If I tried to sleep without masturbating, Isuffered erotic dreams all night. Needless to say all featured Rosie.If I gave in... to my weakness and did play with myself, I found myselfreaching for the hidden panties. I was racked with guilt and lust.The night before the funeral, everything was ready. The girls had leftfor the evening. The mood was somber. We started to talk about my wifeand daughter, our collective memories of trips to the beach, an artgallery visit to. "But you ain't getting any of it. All you're getting today is the wacking you should'da had last week."With that he drew his large caliber pistol, forcing the other two to pull theirs as well just so no one looked left behind.Then with an evil smile thug number two added, "Terrell, you never should'da messed with my woman, or my stuff," and squeezed the trigger.In the fraction of a second before the hammer could fall, ignite the powder column, and send first of a stream of heavy slugs across. "Lift your nighty up" Jane asked and she pulled the skirt up my legs.I lifted my nighty and soon the skirt was on my waist, Jane turned mearound and fastened the zip and buttons at the back."Em, I must admit it is short, but not too short, but you'll have to beextra careful tomorrow as the men at the Golf Club might see yourpanties, Jane commented which made Gary and my dad laugh. I still had myhead down, not wanting to make eye contact with Gary. Jane knew I wassooooo embarrassed."Yes Jane,. She said she was going into the their room to take a nap. Me and him was in the living room laughing and joking for about fifteen, maybe twenty minutes until she called for him to come into the room. So I'm sitting there for about 5 minutes after he went back there and I heard her moaning. At this point I already know whats going on but I went back there anyway and to no ones surprise they we're having sex. They noticed me watching and he gave his head a nod to come in. I stepped in a bit.