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"Clare! What the hell, I'm driving." I screamed; however Clare was not deterred she proceeded to stroke my rapidly growing prick. She then bent over my lap and started to blow me whilst we were driving down the freeway, I couldn't believe she was doing it but my god it felt amazing!!

The inevitable happened and I shot my load down her throat, again Clare managed to take it all. She scooted across the bench to sit right next to me.

"Wow! Sis that was amazing, but you really shouldn't do that whilst I'm driving, you'll get me into trouble with the police."

"I only wanted to thank you for this afternoon, I've really enjoyed myself." Clare replied.

We were back home quickly; I dropped Clare off and went back to the garage to see if my Dad needed any help with the van he had recovered.

I pulled into the yard, I could see that my Dad had come back with our truck, but there was something wrong. As soon as I got out of the cab of my truck I realised what was wrong, my father was lying on the floor at the back of the truck. The van that he had recovered was quite a way from the truck.

I ran to my father, as I got closer I was horrified to see that he had obviously been struck by the van. I kneeled down next to him, he was not breathing! I tried to resuscitate him but was not getting anywhere. I called the ambulance and carried on whilst I waited, it felt like hours before the ambulance arrived.

The Paramedics where fantastic; they very quickly had all kinds of equipment and lines attached to him, and they got to the casualty dept very quickly.

All too quickly the consultant came into the waiting room, I could see straight away that the news he was bringing me was not good.

"I'm very sorry David. There was nothing I could do; your father had received massive injuries to his chest." The consultant continued "If it's any consolation, I'm sure your father would have died almost instantly."

I think that I'd known my father was dead the minute I drove into the yard, I don't really know what made me go back, after all my father had done thousands of recoveries over the years and I had already finished for the day.

I left the hospital and walked around for a while, I was stunned, in shock I walked for miles, going nowhere in particular when my mobile rang.

"Hey Dave, It's time you two were coming home for tea."

"Mom I... "Before I had chance to say any more my Mom cut across me.

"I know what you two are like once you start something, well just finish up and come home, your dinners nearly ready."

"OK" I said, I didn't know what else to say. It had all happened so quickly, obviously nobody had contacted my mother about the accident. Oh my god, I was going to have to tell my mother that her husband of nearly thirty years was dead!

And Clare, oh my beautiful Clare, this was going to turn her world upside down, inside out. Clare has always been close to my father, just like I am with istanbul escort my mother.

I walked in the front door, met by Clare coming down the stairs.

"Hey Handsome, it's about time you two came home I'm starving." Clare said.

"Clare"

"Oh what's up Dave, you look like you've seen a ghost?"

"Clare, oh Clare I'm so sorry, so very sorry."

"Dave your scaring me know, where's Dad?" Clare had gone from a bright playful mood to a worried one, and I was not doing much to ease it.

I walked over to Clare and took her in my arms and hugged her for all I was worth. Clare pulled away from me "I'll ask you again, where's my Dad?"

"Clare, when I got back to the yard I could see something was wrong, there was an accident. Dad was crushed by a van, the winch rope broke and the van knocked him over."

"But he's OK isn't he?" Clare asked with a look of hope.

"I'm sorry Clare, they tried there best but he was too badly injured."

Clare screamed "DADDY" before bursting into tears and collapsing into my arms, I held her tight to me wishing that I could take away the pain she was feeling.

My Mother came rushing in from the kitchen having heard Clare's scream; she stopped dead in her tracks somehow sensing something was very wrong.

I looked over at my mother as she stood there aghast. Without me saying a word to her she just said "Oh my god NO!"

The next few hours became a blur, somewhere amongst them I told my Mum what had happened to my Dad. It sounds bad, but the loss of my father did not hurt nearly as much as the pain that I saw my mother and sister going through.

After a while I realised that I was completely shattered and needed to go to bed, Mom and Clare were looking through the family album. They said that they would turn in shortly too.

I'd been in bed for just a little time when my door opened slowly; Clare was stood in the doorway.

"Dave, is it OK if I come in?"

"Of course it is Clare" I replied, she walked in and sat on the edge of my bed.

"I can't believe he's gone Dave, I don't think I've ever gone a day without seeing him, and now I'll never see him again"

A tear started down her cheek, I brushed it away with my hand and gave her a big hug.

"Can I sleep here tonight?" Clare asked. "Do you think that would be a good idea?" I replied.

"I just need to be with you tonight, I just need you to hold me and tell me everything will be OK"

I pulled back my quilt and Clare got in next to me, I hugged her tight and we drifted off to sleep in each others arms.

When I woke the next morning there was a few seconds of relief before I remembered yesterday's events. My heart immediately sank the hurt and pain returned with a vengeance.

The only ray of light was that Clare was with me, I watched her sleep her chest rising and falling slowly with each breath. She looked so innocent, not a care in the world; I knew however yenibosna escort that would change as soon as she woke up.

I didn't want Clare to wake up; I didn't want her to go through all this heart ache. I wish there was a drug that I could give her that would remove all the pain. The next few weeks are going to be very tough I thought to myself, I need to keep everything together; I need to be there for my Mom and Clare.

I gently got out of bed so I didn't wake Clare; I headed to bathroom and started the shower. The hot water washing down over me felt wonderful, it allowed me to relax even though it was only for a short time.

The next few days were a blur, Police and health