I was happy I got to see him, and sad he was dead. I was going to miss him very much.I went out to the back yard when the coroner arrived. I was still... crying — Jesus, would it ever end? — and I just could not watch somebody handle my father like a piece of meat.I found some solace in the fact that my father didn't inhabit that body anymore; he was gone wherever souls go when they leave their earthly vessel. I hoped he liked his companions.Last night he'd said that no one truly dies until the. I went rigid. I squeezed her finger, felt my fingers digging into herfirm bum and closed my eyes as the most amazing, intense thing ever burstin me."Goodnight, Georgie," said Mum and I let out all of my breath, desperatefor oxygen as my belly heaved and tears ran down my face to wet thepillow."Did you love that?" Lily said, muffling her voice with my neck. She wastrying not to giggle. I sighed as she slipped her finger from me andwatched as she licked the glistening juice from it."Don't get too. "Fuck! She is beyond hot then! Look at those pouty lips. I know I just said I wanted to get into her pants, but I'd be tempted to skip that for a blow job. I bet your mom gives fantastic head!"Joseph sputtered, "Uh, why would I know anything about how my mom, um, you know... ?" An offensive tactic of ejecting the intruder gave way to a defensive one of not admitting that he knew exactly what it felt like to get a blow job from his mother.Not really waiting for an answer, the boy grunted. "Ugh!. Flannery and his hostility when I got a phone call from an unexpected source."Mr. McLeod, my name is Michelle Gauthier. I am a shareholder in Trent Engineering." Yes, Mrs. Gauthier, I know who you are. How can I help you?" I wonder if we could get together for lunch one day this week. I want to get to know the new people in the company and since you are a resident now, I thought I'd begin with you." I'd be happy to, Mrs. Gauthier. When would be convenient for you?" Would Thursday be all right?".