But others were bigger and stronger, and we one day received two letters. The first from him, telling us he'd been shot in the lung, and didn't know w...hat would happen. The second a confirmation of his death, and an explanation as to why the first letter wasn't immediately sent due to his passing moments after. We were all crushed. But 6 years later, life has not let us down again, and moving on was made easy by our wonderful mother. Katie and I have had a kind of relationship you'll see very. From my room I could see into Lily's bedroom, but I could only see her desk. Both her computer and her bed were hidden from view because of the angle at which I looked. Sometimes I caught a slight glimpse of Lily when she walked around or sat on the carpet in the middle of the room.I opened my bedroom window and stuck my head out, hoping to look into Lily's bedroom from a better position. Immediately when the window opened I felt how much colder it was outside than it was inside. It wasn't. I was thinking of you." No ... I'm by myself. No one can hear me," he said, looking up at me sheepishly."Well ... I was wondering ... you know ... if you'd like to get together some time? Like we used to."I had been checking my watch and we were already approaching thirty seconds. I was now assured that Andrea's phone would be paired, assuming the software worked."Yeah ... okay ... I understand. Is there someone else?" Okay, I understand. You don't want to talk about it. I miss you Andrea. We. Oh, you like that, don't you? Sixty-nine, yummy. Meal for two.' 'That's right stick your tongue out and lick me, taste my juice. What if I stick a finger in your sweet slit? I love the way you sigh as it slides inside you, how about another finger? What's that you say? You want three fingers inside you, you filthy slut. Here, take all four and my thumb too, that's tight now isn't it, but I know you're loving it, your cunt sucking on my hand. Good girl, bury your tongue into my wet cunt, oh.