My team is going to consult with Captain Ross while the Iron Crowbar talks with you.’ Perhaps it was my glare that caused the DepDirector to concede... I did not care if he was the President of the United States himself, he was not going to tell me to not bring my Crowbar 2, my ‘Kato’, along with me to watch my back. ‘Good enough.’ he said. ‘Don, please come this way.’ I followed him into the small office with the plexiglass cube. Hmm, this was something ‘hot shit’… And what was more… at the far. I noticed that she was naked except for her kickers and bra. Her milky white skin a contrast to Sarala’s brown. She reached behind her friend’s bra and slowly took off her bra. Sarala let he4 arms fall by her sides as let it role down her. “Oh my God! What beautiful tits Sarala, “I said, ” They are amazing.” Her two round globes hung before me, nipples erect and her tits heaving as she breathed. They were large and inviting. I reached for them and massaged one with my hand whilst sucking hard. "I try veryhard and work on being the lady I know you and Grandma would be proud of.I got that suit at Hudson's this past spring on clearance, a $200 suitfor $50, and for the record those were pantyhose not nylons yesterday." That's what I meant," she said. "Being an old lady I call all of themnylons, I doubt anyone wears real nylons anymore, only pantyhose. Theyare a lot more comfortable than the feel of a stocking tugging at yourgarter and God knows control tops sure beat wearing a. Twenty minutes later little Sara Abigail Jones was born, blue eyes and a smidgen of blond hair like Lorrie.Sara had been Lorrie’s great grandmother’s name and Abigail was her father’s sister who had died at an early age with cancer. There were plenty of smiles and tears when Lorrie revealed the name and why.Jonathan, Leslie, Jason and Lisa were on cloud nine again; they were proud grandparents. Jonathan and Leslie were for the first time. Jason and Lisa were for the sixth time; they knew about.