This was John’s funeral. I felt as if a part of me had died and, in a way, it had. “Brave face now, Livy. Got to show some fortitude, it’ll help...the tenants.” My Father always took his responsibilities as landowner and the thirteenth Duke of Westershire seriously. He’d fought in the last war and when John was killed on the last day of the siege of Tobruk he’d shown, at least in front of others, no emotions at all. I had no brave face. I had cried for a week after we’d heard the news and only. I felt it and then put some in my mouth. I yerned to have this happen to me, just like the neighbor woman. I went back to my room but could not get the days events to quit running thru my mind. Watching Jeff blow his wad made me so horny I did not know what to do. The next morning, everybody was gone again, only Jeff and I were home. I went into Jeff's room with just a night shirt on. I knew my tits and bush could be seen thru the sheer fabric and that is what I wanted. I sat on the bed. More

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