She had changed in the months since I had seen her, her figure was a little fuller, her breasts a bit larger, her curves a bit more pronounced. Annie ...had just turned 11, still a child, the way Susie had been before last Christmas and I idly wondered when she would begin blossoming into womanhood. We quickly arrived at Julies house and Annie was soon immersed in a throng of giggling girls, with Julies harassed looking mother trying to organise them. Thanks for inviting her said Susie. No. There are no words, and couldn't be any words that would have taken her mind off the one thing that mattered — her husband of 20 years was dead.Melanie called her husband to bring in the prescriptions, and word started going around and slowly the house filled with friends. Then someone from Delta airlines arrived to pick either of us up for the identification. There was a bit of argument with Mom who insisted on going, but after the second step she just folded and fainted again.Before I went. You moan when you fuck my pussy." Whose pussy, slut?" "Yours, Sir. I am sorry, Sir." No need to apologize. I just want to make sure you remember who you belong to." Oh, yes, Sir. How could I forget when you have me at such a disadvantage?"Her predicament was clear. She was tied in a chair, hips and ass tight against the back, arms straight down to her sides and feet one to each leg, on the outside, so that her pussy was spread wide open, fully accessible to my attentions.But I hadn't stopped. That was just wrong on so many levels! All of that happened years ago now and I was able to forget most of it. I spent a little time with the prison shrink and I actually found myself able to forgive Nancy for what she did to me. He told me that forgiveness was not for her benefit but for mine. He was right! I remember feeling so much better after that. I sometimes went for weeks without thinking of my previous life, but I never stopped remembering both my son and my wife. It’s funny that I.