The car was stuffy so I started the engine and the air conditioning came back on.Somewhat revived, I propped Laura up, buckled her seatbelt and adjust...d her seat into the reclining position. She looked peaceful, drawn and frail but calm. Her eyes were closed. God, how I loved her! I should be doing something but what? Should I call and cancel the ambulance? Should I drive her body directly to the funeral home? Would it be accepted without a doctor's declaration that she was really dead? I. Thank god she was playing with herself, now that would have been embarrassing, being excited at her pal’s strip. Cecily then surprised me further by turing her back on me, at the same time shrugging away her thong from her feet. What a sight, I nearly came in my pants as she’d opened her legs and being sat low I could see what all the fuss was about. Never mind her bounteous cheeks, flawless apart from the indents of her clothing highlighted in red.Flaps in abundance hung between her high. It was Alessia's charms that kept her little coffee shop running – an investment she made from her inheritance – and that despite the big chains moving in around her, the tiny café survived and thrived. The coffee and food served was excellent and was always busy, but the two twin sisters who owned the establishment had another unique selling point that was unmatched by any other coffee shop.She wiped the tables as I downed my 3oz hit of murky caffeine and put the upturned cup on the saucer,. The rest of the morning passed without incident. Her father began cooking around eight and the family gathered at the table to devour his ever-requested chorizo breakfast burritos. Sara opted not to mention that morning’s events.“Any plans for the day?” she asked the table.“I’m gonna go into town to do some grocery shopping,” said her dad, “you’re welcome to join me.”“Probably play some games,” said Joey.“I bet you are,” said her dad, winking at him.“Oh let him play,” her mom swiped at Robert’s.