I had to wait at home, I wished I could have been there to watch what happened, but somebody had to stay with Susie's baby daughter, who was asleep, a...nd besides, Sherry was nervous enough without me watching. Nothing ever works out as perfect as you want it to! Anyway, Most of the rest of the story comes from Sherry and Susie's separate descriptions of the night, mostly Sherry's, since she had agreed to tell me in detail what went on.They went to a country bar on the white trash part of town,. I'd love to meet you!Waiting for a response, I continue to flip thru her pictures. There's only 2 pictures plus her profile picture. I'm like wow! Ms. Lilly has a fantastic body. I've never seen her dressed up like this other than her husbands funeral 4 years ago. Guess she's been pretty lonely down there. -ping- It's Lilly responding.............I'd love to meet you! How close are you?I respond - Close! I live down the street from you Ms Lilly!- ping- How convenient! How soon can you be here?. Calling over Steve the head butcher Steve take that meat from the Spartan and butcher it up, remove all the bones and make nice cuts of ready to cook meat, send the left side to Jessicas room, the right side to mine, also send Jessica both halves of the fillet Jerry said sending Steve off to work on the meat, looking to Jessica How long did that take? All of 5 minutes? he said with a laugh. Looking into his eyes Yep, I think I love that thing she said 5 minutes to kill a bitch, dead girls tell. It was truly a family affair. The car ride was silent, each of us reflecting in our own way. My mother sniffled in the front seat and my father patted her knee. The cemetery was filled with mourners and it was a sea of black, black cars, black suites, black dresses. A little white tent was placed over a small gravesite where 2 seats held a red faced Emily and a stern-faced Josh. I knew he was miserable, but I also knew he wouldn’t show it. He saw my family and offered me a smile. We had.