He walked over to the body and said to the M.E, "Debbie What can youtell me?"She answered, "Well the victim, is a white male, in his early 20. Causeof...death is blunt force trauma to his chest. I can give you more once Ihave him back in the lab. But I believe this is pretty straightforward." Thanks," John replied as his kneeled down, looking at the body. Heheard someone enter behind him and turned to see his partner, coming in.John Said to him, "Mike, what have we got?" Mike said, "John, mad. .She exhales softly and twists in the blanket, snuggling closer into the cushions at the back of the couch. As she turns, the blanket lifts and exposes a hint of the flesh of her hip and thigh, a glimpse of the edge of her panties along the smooth roundness of one cheek. With a dreamy murmur, she shifts her hips, the blanket slipping a little more, her upper leg now gleaming in the firelight, the rest of her body a shadowy landscape of soft curves under the blanket. She tenses for a moment, her. She opened the door smiling as we entered then locked the dog in the garden. Entering the kitchen to a wonderful smell of baking and a mountain of mince pies I shouted out how many bloody more you making. She walked into the kitchen behind me her coat gone just revealing a silk white blouse. 'No more' she said I've finished. The jars were tough but it was just an excuse' Walking towards me she started to unbutton her blouse. 'So naughty Mrs P'Grabbing her we kissed hard her saying she had. When the plate of muffins came around I took one for myself and popped one onto Tara’s plate as well. I was used to dishing up breakfast for Tara because normally she was still mostly asleep at this time of the day. Today she was fully awake, but she had her head down as if she was trying to disappear into a hole in the floor.I was hoping the little exchange between Mum and Dad when Tara came in was over and we could relax and enjoy our breakfast but apparently Dad wasn’t finished.“Did anyone.