.. I leaned up against the counter... he turned to me and pulled of his shirt... "Join me when you can," he said. He stepped in the stall and pulled t...he door closed. I could see him through the glass washing him self... his dick standing right out in front. What was I doing...? I pulled my shirt off and opened the door. Robert smiled at me and said, "I was afraid you were going to chicken out." "Well it is just a shower... right?" I stepped into the shower. Robert looked at me. I mean all of. Within three weeks Diane was gone. Despite everyone knowing it would happen they still weren't as prepared mentally as they thought they were. Janelle stayed for the funeral; helping out around the house as best she could. She wasn’t domestic at all, having a maid and staff at her house to take care of the menial chores. Her presence was appreciated by Dave, who made all the arrangements. After the relatives left and everyone paid their respects, Janelle sat down and had a talk with Dave. It. .. come, I'm parked over there, we can ride to the store and I'll give you the money to buy the gigs as we cover what it is I am seeking. My names David by the way...' He answered '...My name is Steve, don't call me Stevie...' He looked to the area I was pointing and agreed to my request, we got into my car and started for the nearest store as I asked '...have you ever had sex with another guy...' He looked uneasy but answered, '...I'm not gay but I have had my dick sucked a few times...' I. How is it you always seem to sense my thoughts?" I asked."I'm not really sure. But it gives me a good feeling when I hear them. I feel more connected to you, somehow," she replied."Are you up?" I asked her."Just getting started. I'm a little slow some mornings," Catherine said."When you're ready, why don't you join me on the balcony for coffee and a rainy sunrise?" I invited."Thank you. I'll see you in a few minutes," Catherine thought back to me. "And I'll take hot tea with lemon."I had her.