The Director had told him to get the autopsy report from the doctor. The doctor was out of the room getting a hard copy for him. He walked toward the ...ody under the sheet, raising the sheet from her head, he looked at her face, slowly he ran a hand down her cheek. "I had faith this day would come. I mean I doubted, I just didn't think it would be in my life time. I always thought that maybe my child would see this day not me..." He looked up at the sound from the other room but the door. In my mind, I have eaten her to orgasm, had her suck my cock until I shot my load into her mouth, and fucked her both in the pussy and the ass. But I knew that it would never happen. I’m her uncle, for cripes sake. During her last visit, I suggested that we relax by going to the pool. Our pool is well hidden by a high fence so it’s very private. My wife was out of town visiting her ailing mother in Chicago so Karen and I had the house to ourselves. Karen. Such a shame. I kept him waiting for about fifteen minutes, fumbling around with my frilliest knickers (which you can’t fold) and chatting away like an idiot to other people who had their bags searched. I’m tiny and I’m cute. I can get away with shit like that. Just before he was going to arrest me for deliberate obstruction, I closed my bag and made my way to the double doors. As soon as they opened and I saw my brother leaning against the silver railing, his arms folded and a smile appearing. Julie led him back to the spot near the storm drain. She stood and lookeddown, as if she were remembering more details from that night. Alan stood behindher and held her. Finally, Julie told Alan that it was time to leave. They walked back outof the alleyway and back to Alan's car. Julie was still quite silent on the ride back. Alan took her to his apartmentand fixed them each a glass of orange juice. "Are you glad that we did that?" Julie smiled at him. "Yes Alan, I'm glad that we did." She.