Brian's Grave

I'm in Texas when I learn Brian has died. He was driving home from work when a drunk driver hit his car. The paramedics tried to save him but couldn't. I learn online that he's buried in Smithfield Desert Hill Cemetery.

After a night of crying and holding the sandals that still have his cum on them I decide to visit his grave. Traveling back to Mesa is hard. Several times I have to pull over and weep. Once I regain my composure I travel on.

When I get to Mesa I purchase a tasteful black dress to wear when I visit his grave. I also purchase a wreath and some flowers at a local florist shop. The florist, a woman named Mary is able to help me pick out something suitable.

Once I'm at the cemetery I change into my black dress and the sandals that have my memory of him and place the wreath and flowers at the grave." Hello" a woman's voice from behind me. It's Brain's mother.

We talk for awhile, she asks how I knew her son and without going into to much detail I tell her Brian and I were briefly lovers. He was such a kind young man that I think lovers is the correct term to use. We talk for a bit more, I'm not going to go into detail about what was said just that we wept together and then said our goodbyes. Once back at the RV I put the sandals away. I'll never wear them again but keep them as a memento of a sweet young man. Goodbye Brian, may our souls meet again.