Enjoy. _______________________________________________________ Mom and Dad and my twin sister and I had gone to visit Grandpa about six months after G...andma had died. It was about a ten-hour drive to get to his house. We were going to stay for five days. Grandpa had a pretty large four-bedroom house with a pool on the edge of town. We had always had fun visiting him and Grandma as we grew up. The last time we were here was about a month after the funeral and things were still pretty sad that. Meteior wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up with ease, as she buried her head into his tanned and muscular neck. The room spun around her as he wrapped her legs around his waist, her wet mound now pressed against his pelvic bone he placed his damp head against her promise. Sloane whimpered as he broke her, and dug her nails into his shoulder blade, her nails creating red grooves in their wake. Meteior thrust his hips upward and buried himself deep within his lover with a deep. "All units on the perimeter, this is Lincoln one," he said into the microphone. "We have multiple reports of several men moving through backyards in the vicinity of Pussywillow and Deer Creek. Air units, move in and see if you can spot them. Ground units, let's move the main perimeter in." He consulted his map and began ordering his core units inward, tightening up the noose around them. He shuffled his mutual aid units-cars from Sacramento County, Placer County, Citrus Heights, and. "Are you going to make me?" she spat back at me. "Why the fuck are we doing this, anyway? If you're done, you can do these. I'm tired. I want to go home." Sally, just because I'm in charge today doesn't mean you can act like a little kid. That was last week. This week we're doing something different, OK?" I said calmly."Screw you, Mister 'I'm-in-charge, '" she bitched. "I wanted to stay in bed and make love today, but, nooooo, you had to be in charge. Well, I don't like it, and you can't make.