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Thank you for your consideration. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Its starts out like heaven - but is it? *** "Where am I? How did I get here?" Jacob's eyes were filled with a stark whiteness. He lifted a hand up to his eyes, confirming its existence. Below, above, and to all sides the bright whiteness filled his vision. There were no seams, gaps, or form to his surroundings. It was almost like he floated in this white world. Next, the middle-aged man looked down upon his body. It was the same as he remembered it. He was wearing the pajama's bottoms he put on as he was getting ready for bed. His feet were bare, as was his chest. The last thing the handsome man remembered was going down the stairs to get some water. It had been night and he had awoke thirsty. His wife Jen lay sound asleep next to him. Then something happened. He remembered the sight of the stairs coming quickly towards his face, his son's skateboard falling past his vision. "Am I in a hospital?" He spun around to again confirm his surroundings. "Hello?!" A suspicion cut through him. "Was I hurt?" The question was not directed towards anyone, though Jacob was looking for some type of answer. Louder, he said, "Was I hurt?!" He rubbed his face and head, and was thankful to find nothing wrong. "My God, am I alive?" This was spoken in almost a whisper. "Actually, no, you're not." Quickly, Jacob spun about and was startled to find a strikingly beautiful woman standing only a foot from him. She looked to be in her late twenties and had long blonde hair, pale skin, fine-boned, and was very thin. "Your son's skateboard caused your fall and you broke your neck on the stairs." He quickly reached up and grabbed his neck, which felt fine. "You died very quickly." Her voice was angelic and the woman spoke in a gentle, soothing tone. The man noticed the woman before him was wearing a simple silk robe, completely see-through. Her long blonde hair was covering one of her full breasts, but the other was easily seen. She was beautiful. She had to be an angel. Jacob fell to his knees before the woman, barely noting the blonde bush now at his eye level. "I'm in heaven?" The laugh she returned was light and heartening. "Where else would you be?" Jacob was never religious and was never inside a church. His wedding was performed by a Justice of the Peace, and his kids were never baptized. Yet, the man quickly pressed his palms together and looked up into the beautiful woman's eyes. He had tears within his own. "Oh, Jacob." She reached out and gently brushed his hair from his forehead, the hand warm and soft. "You will be fine. You are dead, nothing can hurt you now." She smiled softly. As his tears turned to sobs, the angelic woman encircled his head with her slim arms and pressed him to her bosom. He cried to himself, almost as a baby would - the loss of his family and friends, the fact that he would miss his eldest daughter's university graduation, his son's hockey games, his wife's kisses. Everything that the man had known was gone. But the hard pointy nipple pressing into his cheek could not be ignored. The woman that held him gently like a baby was the most beautiful woman Jacob had even seen. The dead man had been a powerful corporate executive in a holding company, and the pleasures of beautiful woman were an indulgence that he had often enjoyed. The gentle hand brushed his hair and soothed his heart. Almost as if she was reading his mind, she asked, "You find me beautiful, Jacob?" A rhetorical question. Jacob only lifted his head to look into the deep blue irises of this "angel", as he thought of her. She held onto his head with both hands. "In the afterlife, here you can have anything you desire. You will never eat or sleep, though you may if you wish. Any earthy desire that you had held can be easily fulfilled." She gently guided his face to her bosom, and his lips pressed against her small pointy nipple. "As well as your desires in the afterlife." She smiled down at him when his mouth opened and he tentatively took her nipple into his mouth, the silk gown quickly becoming drenched with saliva. Some desperate need in him welled up and took possession of his passion. He needed this woman, this angel. Frantically, almost as if he were afraid that she would stop him, he sucked and kissed her brown nipple. In this uncertain state that Jacob was in, the passionate pleasure of a woman seemed to be God- sent. He needed to be with her - it felt therapeutic and healed his broken heart. With rough, desperate hands, Jacob reached up and grasped the neckline of the gown before ripping downwards. The silk easily parted and the gown fell to the woman's feet. Now his lips suckled her naked breast even while she still smiled down at him. "Oh, my darling man, I am to help you however I may. Suck me to your heart's content, Jacob." Her melodic and soothing voice only inflamed his passion, his manhood proudly pressing outwards from his pajamas. Panting with desire, the middle-aged man forgot everything about him, even his situation, and found his animal urge paramount. Quickly, desperately, Jacob pulled his angel downwards, her knees on either side of his lap. Without any guidance, his manhood sunk into the blonde woman's sexual furnace with ease. "Is this what you want, Jacob?" His strong hands reached around to hold onto her perfect ass to guide her movements in time to his own. With her hands on his shoulders, the woman began to move up and down upon the man's cock, her super wet, hot sex making loud arousing noises in the wide white expanse that surrounded them. Very sensuously, she asked, "Is this how you would like to spend eternity, Jacob?" Almost without thinking he responded with an affirmative grunt, his body sweating and quivering with desire, her body reacting similarly, yet her face never showed the passion that was expected. She asked again, "Tell me, Jacob, tell me how you would like to spend eternity?" The flood of his energy drained from his cock, along with a generous amount of sperm. He screamed out in rapture, "Fucking!". Chapter I Jacob awoke, refreshed and clean, upon a huge silk- covered bed. When he opened his eyes, he knew he hadn't dreamed the incredible woman or the mind- blowing orgasm he experienced. And the white expanse about him still engulfed his vision to all sides, all except the bed. The man sat up and found that he still wore the pajama bottoms that he passed away in. Hoping to find his angel nearby, nothing could be seen of her. Laying his head back down, he took a deep breath and relaxed. "This is not near as bad as I thought." He chuckled to himself, reliving the enjoyable experience from before. Time hadn't any meaning any longer, and Jacob found that his mind wandered across many topics of interest, though it almost always returned back to interesting ladies in his life. His thoughts may have drifted for minutes or days. He had no measure of time, nor did he even think about it. Along after an immeasurable moment, Jacob sat back up and realized he wasn't alone. His wife lay within the bed, her back to him. It appeared she was sleeping. "My God! Jen?" He reached out to touch her warm shoulder, to see if she was real. His touch woke her. The middle-aged woman moaned in her sleep then rolled over towards her husband. "Hum...hello, darling." She yawned and stretched. The covers fell from her shoulders and he saw she wore the light blue silk teddy that he had purchased for their fifteenth wedding anniversary. She had never worn it. "Are you dead, too, Jen?" "No, silly." She smiled at her husband, and her hand reached out to grasp his pajama covered cock. "Would you like me to go?" She smiled sexily, knowing the answer and her husband all too well. Jacob shook his head, yet was puzzled at his wife's actions. Never before had she been so forward. "Then you are just part of my imagination?" He was striving for some answer. Smiling softly, his wife took his hand and moved it to her chest, beneath the silk bed sheet. His strong palm rubbed down her warm skin and then beneath the teddy until it stopped above her small soft breast. "You tell me, do I feel real enough for you?" He pulled his hand away, still uncertain. Jen would never, not since he knew her, act this brazen. Seeing his puzzlement, she pressed on, "The husband I knew would have put his cock into me by now." That started him. "What?!" She smiled and didn't bother repeating herself. "Relax, Jacob, I'm here for your enjoyment." He suddenly realized the last thing he had said to his angel, and that his wife being here was just a part of his eternity of enjoyment. "So I can do anything I want with you?" Without hesitation, she answered, "Of course." Anything? "Then ask me to fuck you nicely." He waited for his wife to fulfill his request, his cock already hardening. The seductive smile returned. "Jacob, darling, please fuck me." She again lay back, but pushed the silk bed sheet down to her knees. Since he didn't say anything right away she continued, "You tease, you just want me to beg, don't you?" She kicked the covers all the way off the bed, revealing her soft curves beneath the light blue garment. That was it. Jacob was convinced. "No. At least not right now. I would like you to spread your legs and show me how you play with yourself?" He shifted slightly and pulled off his cotton bottoms. Jen smiled knowingly, then slowly, seductively, the woman with whom had shared over half his life spread her legs, those long slim legs that he so often enjoyed. She had been a swimmer in college and the legs hardly deteriorated since. They were still long, smooth and tanned. Then her hands rolled down the front of her body to press the silk fabric into her crotch. His wife moaned loudly then rotated her hips against her palm. When finally she pulled her hand from between her legs, the fabric had a definite wet spot from her excitement. Partly for her husband's enjoyment, and partly for her own, Jen closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip as she began to enjoy her own ministrations. There was a snap for the lingerie that Jen took advantage of, which allowed easy access to her overheated vagina. Jacob could not take his eyes off his wife - this persona was completely different from the one he married. Yet he would not trade this episode in for any amount of money. It was obvious his wife was fast approaching an orgasm, something he had not even been sure she has ever experienced. A part of him snapped; he was jealous of his wife's enjoyment, and his own excitement provoked his actions. Pulling her hands roughly from her body, his wife groaned when she felt her husband's weight upon her body. He held both her wrists in a single hand above her head and the other balanced his perched body. His cock easily aimed and sunk into his wife's hot wet sex. She screamed out in pleasure, "Fuck me, Jacob darling!" As her body was rocked by the powerful thrusts of her husband's penis, she repeated over and over, "yes". Jen locked her ankles behind her husband's back, her pelvis moving up to meet his. It happened to be the best sex Jacob had had with his wife in years. She was extremely excited, her body almost out of control, and nothing impeded his enjoyment. If this is what heaven was like - "Fuck I love it here!" She replied, thinking he had spoken to her, "I like you here too, baby!" Jen was breathing so hard it was difficult for her to speak. "Come inside me baby! Fill my wet hole." With a single grunt, his orgasm flowed out the head of his cock to flood the inside of his wife's love channel. She screamed out and clenched her body, including the inner muscles of her sex, as her own orgasm exploded. Collapsing upon his wife's sweaty body, he felt her lips gently kissing his neck and ear. "God, that was great." She giggled, again, almost girlishly. "We can do it whenever you want, darling." Jacob simply smiled into her cheek as he dozed off. Chapter II When next he woke, he felt gentle fingers rubbing up and down the length of his cock as he lay spread upon his back. The fingers became lips and the tip of a tongue, still moving gently so not to awake him. Up and down the tongue went, licking his semi-hard penis like a popsicle. The technique was slow and relentless, and perhaps that was why Jacob stole a look down his body. It wasn't his wife, but Judy, his secretary from a previous job. Her eyes met his and they conveyed her joy before again closing so she could continue to work upon his prick. Now that he knew who it was, he realized that Judy worked upon his organ differently than his wife Jen ever had. Judy was more patient, more gentle, almost as if she loved to suck and lick his cock. Three years before his death, this was exactly the way Judy used to suck his cock. Anytime, anyplace he wanted. Their office romance lasted four months and had to end when Jacob fired her. Thinking back, he knew he was being an asshole, but this fine-looking woman was beginning to feel guilty for cheating on her husband and Jacob overreacted. Firing her was his answer, though his dick missed the hour-long blowjobs Judy often did behind the closed doors of his large private corner office. When finally he felt ready to spend, Judy took her warm wet mouth from his organ and applied pressure to a spot beneath his balls. This effectively stopped the anticipated release of his sperm. A few seconds later, she again resumed her oral worship upon his still-hard throbbing cock. Jacob groaned out with pleasure, his memory returning about those fantastic blow jobs before he fired Judy. She could literally keep his orgasm pent-up, like the finger in the dike, for long, almost painful minutes. Almost hours. When his orgasm did come, and it always came eventually, there was no experience like it. "God, I wish I could suck you like that!" Jen exclaimed in admiration, probably to herself. Jacob was startled when he saw his wife kneeling next to him upon the huge bed, appearing almost from thin air, since he was sure she had not been there moments before. He also realized she showed no anger that her husband was receiving a tongue- lashing the likes she could never deliver. In fact, he thought he saw desire behind those warm familiar eyes. Reaching down, Jen pulled the long brunette hair from Judy's face and held it back, which gave her a better view of the action between her husband's legs. "Who is this sexy cock-sucker, babe?" He felt the fingers pressing, holding back the flood of sperm. "My ex-secretary, Judy." She nodded, as if remembering the younger woman, though Jacob did not think they had ever met. They may have spoken on the phone, though. Jen was completely naked, and her nipples were obviously hard and the smell of her excitement becoming readily apparent. She crawled about on the bed to find herself behind the kneeling young lady. Jen knelt behind the raised buttocks and rubbed her hands along the blouse-covered back down to the skirt-covered ass. After a few moments of this, Jen began to gather the conservative skirt up the legs and past the bottom to collect it about the waist. Judy wasn't wearing any undergarments - she never did. "Has your cock ever been in this pretty cunt?" She smiled warmly to her husband while a hand disappeared behind the bottom. Judy reacted positively by groaning into the cock, his wife's fingers obviously inserted into the ex- secretary's sex. Jacob sat up onto his elbows to get a better view of the action at the other end of the bed. "Yes. Several times," he finally answered tentatively. The youthful-looking woman was now rocking back and forth, while the sound of sloppily-manipulated cunt became apparent. "You should have told me, babe! I would love to watch this slut fuck you." She bent forward slightly to bring her face closer to the moving raised ass, seemingly to get a better view of her working fingers. Jacob watched excitedly. "What did you enjoy the most, her cunt or her mouth?" Long moments ago, Jacob had subconsciously decided to be honest with this woman, his wife. Though the wife he knew when alive, would never act or say these things, he still found himself attracted in many ways to the woman he married. "Her mouth and then her ass was always fun. I find her pussy too loose." His wife looked up in surprise, "Her ass? That sounds fun! Why didn't you ever try fucking my ass, babe?" She looked closely at her husband then turned her eyes to the puckered anus a few inches from her face. "It's so small." He groaned out in enjoyment, then finally answered, "I always thought you didn't like sex." She giggled at that. "Did you never wonder why I had all those candles in our bedroom?" Jacob saw his wife press her index finger from the other hand into Judy's tiny anus. He felt heated desire run through his body and collect at his balls. God, what a sight! "You mean you used those candles to play with yourself?!" He sounded as he felt, surprised. "Some of them, yes." Judy groaned louder, while Jen changed the subject. "Your secretary sure loves being fingered." Both man and wife watched as the puckered anus stretched with every motion of the tiny feminine finger. Jen smiled lovingly up at her husband, almost as if they were alone. "I would love to feel your fingers inside me right now, darling." "God, yes!" His rash words were caused by the experienced mouth bobbing up and down his throbbing cock, and partially by his wife's words. Jen took it selfishly and pulled her fingers from the secretary, who moaned from the loss, then she crawled about the bed. Jen lay perpendicular to her husband's head and shoulders on her back with legs spread and knees bent. When he turned his face towards her, he looked straight up between her thighs at her pulsating wet vagina. "God, I love you like this, Jen!" Playfully, she replied, "I love you, too, darling. Like what, dear?" She wiggled her bottom forwards until her sex was a single foot from her husband's head. "Like a slut." He gasped as the experienced tongue teased the tiny hole at the head of his cock. "Am I a slut" - Jen looked about for her husband's free hands - "for wanting to get finger-fucked by you?" He grinned hugely, then brought the far arm about and aimed two fingers into his wife's overheated sex. "Thank you, Jacob. Yes!" She was actually screaming out in pleasure - a sound her husband had never heard her make before. "Yes, you're a slut. My slut, Jenny!" He enjoyed the intimate view of his fingers within his wife's sex. Jacob didn't so much fuck her with his digits as simply play with her, enjoying something he had never had this much pleasure with before. His wife was pumping her hips in rhythm, attempting to get her husband to fuck her with his two fingers rather than simply manipulate her folds. The middle-aged woman tried another tactic and brought her gorgeous legs up. She pulled her knees almost to her shoulders, which curled her body into a ball. Then she spoke in a tiny girl's voice, "Put a finger in my bum, darling! Fuck me in both places at the same time, baby." She wiggled about, her anus now exposed to her husband's desiring eyes. With the first two fingers in her vagina, he simply straightened the third and allowed it to press against the hard muscle of her asshole. The natural lubrication from her dripping pussy had coated her anus enough to allow her husband to press past the tough outer ring to the second knuckle. The long lasting stimulation of the mouth and now the feel and sight of his sexy "new" wife was bringing him to the brink of a powerful, almost painful, explosion. Greedily, Judy was able to drink all of his nectar while his wife began to thrash and convulse in her own orgasm. Chapter III What was happening was simply too good to be true. The woman that he had been married to for almost two decades was the perfect sexual partner. He knew it wasn't really his wife, yet wondered if the enjoyment the woman laying next to him expressed was mirrored in his still-living wife. Did she really use some of those candles that had constantly been in their bedroom as a imitation cock to fuck herself with? How often did she masturbate? Jacob lay awake long after the explosion of his orgasm. His wife slept beneath the silk sheets next to him while Judy had simply disappeared; for one second he had turned his head and when he turned back, she was gone. That quick, that silent. He was lost in his thoughts when a small warm hand grasped his naked flaccid penis. It didn't surprise him, but he had imagined his wife had awakened and desired more sex. Jen had made it readily apparent that she was willing and ready to fuck him at a second's notice - he never doubted it. Jacob looked down and jumped back when he saw his youngest daughter's happy face looking up at his. It was Anne, his thirteen-year-old and youngest child. She put a finger to her lips and nodded to the sleeping form of her mother. Then she whispered, "I've always wondered what you looked like naked, daddy." Jacob was simply too startled to say a word and simply stared in amazement. The young teenager wore her usual bedroom attire, an oversized tee-shirt and panties. He could see that she wore panties, white plain cotton briefs, because she had pulled up the shirt to her waist and was rubbing the outside of her covered sex mound with her free hand. Jacob looked down at his soft penis and saw that it still looked huge in his daughter's small hand, even as she tried to stroke it with unfamiliar movements. It was a stunning sight, one that he was completely unprepared for, even after the appearance of the other two woman in his life. Anne leaned over and kissed the soft smooth head of his circumcised cock, which jerked in response. "I have wanted to do this for so long, daddy!" She kissed him again, her mouth opening up enough to leave a drop of saliva on the pink surface. "I think about you when I touch myself." She stuck out her tongue and daintily touched his cock, then giggled to herself at the new unfamiliar feeling of a man's prick upon her tongue. She was very amateurish with the male organ, and stared intensely. Her hand familiarized itself with the width and ridges of the shaft as it squeezed and stroked. Anne licked again and Jacob could see his youngest savor the taste of him upon her tongue. It was too much, especially when his cock began to harden. "Stop, baby." He tried to keep his voice down, lest he wake Jen beside him. Looking up from beneath his cock, the quickly- thickening organ pressed to her sweet young face, she asked, "Don't you love me, daddy?" Her eyes looked like they were about to cry. It wasn't an argument Jacob could win, and he knew it. "Yes, I love you, baby, but this isn't right." She never said a word. All she did was lift her head and open her mouth wide before descending down to engulf her father's cock. Only half-hard, she was able to get half its length into her, while keeping her eyes upon her father's intently. Jacob felt the pleasure of her small mouth and warm wet lips as his prick slid into the forbidden body. He groaned and arched his back involuntarily. Anne had always been his "baby", his youngest daughter, and he had spoiled her rotten since her birth. Not once did he think about her as a sexual person, as a young woman with thoughts of desire and fantasies. Yet when he saw her adolescent slim body,just entering the beginning stages of puberty and that look of desire in her eyes, he wanted her. Hadn't the angel said "anything" he desired? That was it. His cock jerked to full hardness when his mind finished with its internal dilemma. Anne was surprised at the size that the prick suddenly became and could only hold the head within her mouth. Yet her father had different plans. He reached down and lifted her face from his lap and whispered, "Take your clothes off, baby." She smiled happily at her father's wish to allow her this fantasy fulfilled and quickly discarded her two pieces of clothing. Anne waited until he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. She fell onto his hard unfamiliar masculine body and hungry lips kissed her face and neck. Jacob could feel her smooth tiny thin body against his and her pressed his hard cock into her thigh. She giggled and moved about, applying appealing pressure to his manhood with her youthful body. "Is this what you thought of, baby?" She gasped as his thick tongue slid into her wide mouth and searched out her own. Hands grasped her firm, boyish ass and manipulated it deliciously, while fingers slid down between them. Jacob could feel the moist heat emulate from the region of his daughters cunt, and he could feel the moisture of her sex drip upon his stomach. It was too much of the middle-aged man to possess such a young girl, his own daughter, and to be able to do anything with her - it was more than he had ever dreamed about. Jacob spun about until Anne lay pinned beneath him, her look of loving desire attaining a new, worried look. He enjoyed the sight of the tiny thin body beneath him, and moved her legs to either side of his hips. "I'm going to fuck you, baby!" He touched the head of his hard cock to her tiny wet hole. She reached up with her hands to the back of his head, trying to pull him back down her lips, but he was to incensed. Giving up, she leaned her neck forward and kissed her father's closest nipple with tender love. It wasn't returned when the mature and horny man drove his cock into the girl. She screamed out in a muffled cry as her cherry broke beneath the harsh intrusion and the long thick cock completely filled her tiny teenage hole. Tears rolled down the smooth cheeks of the young girl as her idea and fantasy of loving her father was abruptly shattered with the single plunge of a thrusting cock. "Fuck her tight cunt, Jacob!" The hot-blooded man jerked his head up and was surprised to find his wife laying upon her side, watching her husband take their youngest daughter's virginity. She had pushed the silk covering down to her knees and raised one leg straight up into the air, exposing her crotch. One hand plunged two fingers into herself while the other grasped her exposed hard nipple. Jen's eyes were on the junction between her husband's hips and her daughter's smooth, hairless cunt. "God, what a sight. I wouldn't have guessed it would have fit." After the surprise of his wife watching and then enjoying the incestuous coupling, Jacob looked down into his daughter's face. She looked very young, scared, and hurt. Anne was sobbing silently while biting her bottom lip. Jacob realized this wasn't how she had wished her fantasy to proceed, or how her father would treat her. He pulled his throbbing cock from her body and leaned down to kiss her tears. Jen gasped, "Don't stop!" He ignored her words and placed tender soft kisses upon the smooth soft skin until Anne stopped sobbing and her mouth sought out his. "No more pain, baby." Her tongue slid out into his mouth as she tried to imitate what she had already learned. Still with her mouth upon his, he again spun with his tiny daughter clinging to him. He pulled her face from his by her short brown almost boyish hair. "Put my cock back into you." She gulped very loudly then nodded affirmatively. Anne, his youngest daughter, sat up over her father's body and hunched down so she could see between her legs. Her hands steadied herself upon his chest while she rubbed her slit back and forth along the length of his cock, unsure of what to do. Jacob saw a new hand reach between the bodies, and Jen grasped his cock and aimed it straight up. "Go ahead, honey, it will feel great." Anne looked embarrassed but answered, "Thank you, mummy." The young teen lowered her body while her mother aimed the blunt shaft upwards. It was easier than before, and her body was able to accommodate the thick man meat with only a part of the pain that she had felt earlier. Yet she could only descend half ways down the cock - after that, it was too painful. Jen withdrew her hand, then leaned back to again masturbate and watch her daughter fuck her husband. Anne moved slowly, very cautiously, up and down. Still looking between her legs, she seemed amazed that she was able to swallow half that huge cock within her tiny female folds. All three people watched that single point between the two bodies as father and daughter began to fuck. After several moments of tentative movements and experimenting with her first cock inside her body, Anne looked up into her father's eyes with sheer bliss. Her wide smile was enough for him, and he began to move his hips in time to the tiny tight cunt holding his shaft. The sound of the two females' pleasure, the heavy breathing of Jen and the gasping of his daughter, gave Jacob cause to groan with his own desire. Just when he felt the beginning of the end, his daughter started to buck and thrash upon his cock as she orgasmed delightfully. Jen squealed and clasped her hand between two slim thighs as her own orgasm began. It was Jacob that was last, with the sight of both the attractive ladies, as well as the pressure of the tiny vagina setting him off. His cock jerked and filled his daughter up with his seed even while he groaned loudly, the sound accompanying the other two. It was rather good, thought Jacob - his first teenage virgin fuck, and his own daughter. Anne dropped down in exhaustion between her parents, holding both their hands with her own. "I love you, daddy." He only smiled as a response and closed his eyes to enjoy the ebb of his coupling. Seconds passed and Anne let go of Jacob's hand and when he opened his eyes, she was gone. Jen was looking upon his body with that new look of desire he had come to understand, at least since his death. "You two looked incredibly sexy." Jacob smiled at the recent memory, "Did we?" He was trying to become accustomed to the immediate arrival or disappearance of those about him. "Oh, yes. I wanted so much to join you, but knew your first fuck with her should be together." He looked over in surprise at his wife's words. "Do you think it was wrong what happened?" "What happened? That you fucked our youngest daughter?" He nodded, looking for someone to mirror his own thoughts, perhaps to give him absolution. She leaned over and kissed his lips tenderly. "No, dear, I don't think what happened was wrong. Remember this isn't real, that wasn't your daughter you fucked." "It sure looked like her." She laughed. "What about me?" "What about you?" "Do I look like the woman you married?" "Yes, very much... _____________________________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 5