Ching Lee was still having guests and friends stopping in to check on the newborn and bring gifts. It was a busy afternoon with a house full of family...and friends.I took little Jacob and Robert into the study and played with them. They had a new set of alphabet learning blocks that I thought was a little above them.We had a fun time. They were past the stack them up and knock things down stage so we could work at letters and little words. I was surprised how interested they were; I had missed. As I pulled to a stop I stepped out, then began to hurry towards herwhere she sat atop her Aunt Becca's grave. Sheba digging small holes asshe planted little flowers outlining the grave itself. Then twenty feetaway a police man stepped out from behind a tree and grabbed my armcausing me gasp in shock.I didn't even have a chance to scream before Sheba bore him to theground, her jaws closed around his throat ready to do more."Sheba! No!" I yelled and reached for her, then twisted away in. “OK,” the boy said, almost whispering, “Now I snuck this here from Waipahu and I ain’t showed it to anybody in this neighborhood. You’re the only one.”Frida nodded. She didn’t know what the Big Secret was, but if Fred hadn’t even shown Greg it was something huge. But when the boy opened the box he had with him Frida felt a sting of disappointment. Nothing against Conan the Barbarian or surfboards, but a comic book about the first and a catalog for the other didn’t seem all that special and. She pushed me to the side of the shower and got under the water, letting it run over her face, around her tits, and down her chest and legs. I spent a few moments watching her run her hands over her wet body, lifting her tits, kneading them, pushing them apart, spreading open her pussy lips, massaging her thighs and arms. Price never took her eyes off me the whole time. I finally lost control when she lifted one of her tits and sucked her nipple into her mouth.Our bodies had only been inches.