Under the old wooden beams of the barn stood my grandfather, my first lover, a strong confident smile on his tanned worn face “I’ve missed you princess… I’ve missed playing with you in here”. Sexvideo Over the next hour or so the rest of the guest get up and leave, the house getting quieter and quieter until only the three of us remained. The funeral service was similar to most id been too, despite my lack of closeness recently I still shed tears as the priest drone on about ashes and dust and the love of god, if god was so good then why did my grandmother trip and fall down the stairs?
