“And I want to do a little more shopping and work on my tan,” said Brenda. “We’re going home on Sunday. Friday and Saturday are just vacation,...no more work.”“We’re leaving Saturday,” said Bob.“Friday night we’re going to the Ha’aina Male’ Experience,” said Babs.“The what?” asked Liz.“The Ha’aina Male’ Experience. It’s a recreation of the islands’ origin story, sort of a mythical history of the islands. It’s a lot of fun, but it runs pretty late. You probably won’t get back until very late. Got a nice Smith right here.’ He opened his desk drawer and took out a pistol, cleared it, then handed me the pistol, magazine, and the extra cartridge. I checked it, ran it through its paces unloaded, and loaded it up. ‘Thanks. Nice gun. Good trigger.’ ‘That’s one of my personal weapons, not the department’s. I have others. You can keep it till yours is released.’ The pistol was chambered in 40 caliber, not 9 mm, and I asked the Sheriff why he wouldn’t have had a 9, which was a lot more. ’ I took her in my arms and hugged her to me, the relief showing in the tears that trickled down my cheeks. ‘I haven’t made up my mind yet about what I will do, but when I have I’ll tell you all about it. In the mean time don’t mention anything about this to Timothy or your father.’ ‘I won’t. Cheer up Mummy, things will get better, I’m sure that you and Daddy can work through this and stay together.’ ‘Thanks Beck. Now off you go, there’s no point in both of us losing sleep.’ I was still in the. ?I think I?ve wet myself.? ?Oh no my darling Amelia. These are your juices. They are evidence of your perfectly natural passions.? So saying, Elizabeth dipped her own fingers in Amelia?s pleasure spot as I gently introduced a soft cloth between the cleft of Amelia?s bum and my tummy where she lay. Amelia fingered the cloth and giggled. ?Is it really that wet?? I gently kissed her petal soft lips as I explained. ?You?re a very fresh young filly my dear. Your juices.