I know he was balling one of them and I’m pretty sure he was nailing Sophia, the housekeeper, too. “Good morning, gorgeous,” Trey loved the 62-year-old lady & always flirted with her, “you’re looking mighty fine today. After the brief service, attended by Trey, Dixie, two attractive older ladies and a casually dressed man in a crooked tie, the small group followed the old hearse to the family plot on the backside of Don’s ranch. If she wasn’t my cousin, I’d be doing my damndest to suck on those babies and check out her pussy. The couple are buried together in the same casket. Mischievously, she commented, “then again, maybe not… wanna race the rest of the way?”
“Nope.”
“C’mon, chicken.”
“Nope.”
“Trey is a chicken, Trey is a chicken, Trey is…”
He jerked her hand backward, causing her to stumble and almost fall. Don’s wife had died of cervical cancer and a week later, one of their twin sons, Major Don Parker Jr, was killed by a roadside bomb in Afghanistan.
