No, for right now Shelia simply needed to get the grief out of her system and Lee was the receptacle for that grief and he accepted that willingly bec...use strangely enough - he had fallen in love with the young prosecutor.Tuesday, Current YearThey finally arrived at the crime scene and Shelia was annoyed that the press was already there, their vans parked everywhere, their television antennas high up in the air and their cameras flashing as Shelia and Lee got out of their car. "Shelia? Shelia?". Regardless, you decide to keep your black aviators atop your head. There's no real purpose for them other than to look cool since you don't often comb your side-swept bangs out of your face. Well, other than the occasional convenience to you there isn't any other purpose. You really just want to impress and intimidate people before they find out how dorky you are.Only moments ago you received a call from your friend, Roseanne Jackson, or Roz as she prefers to be called. It's actually very rare. "Matheson made for his car, calling Scott back en route, "There might be some action; Nate is going by to pick up clothing. Get ready for trouble; the team on Nora is briefed and will let us know. I'm on the way there..." Next, he called the duty supervisor, briefing him. The surveillance team normally assigned to Sharon embarked in a van to assist.Crossing George's palm with silver had gotten Flood into the apartment. "I bet you five bucks he ain't been here in a coupla days," he grunted.. I began to rock back and forth slowly on the warm chocolate pie as my cock was covered in chocolate now. My eyes were closed and the image of my step mum's boobs became more and more vivid in my mind, making me move faster on it, my balls banging against the edge of the table.The table began to creak loudly as I moved faster on top of it, fucking the chocolate pie. "You like that, don't you, baby, yeah," I said out loud as I banged harder and faster, which meant the pie was no longer.