" And nobody in the neighborhood recognizes them so it is something of a mystery as to why they did what they did, Alexa," Grandma added in her kind v...ice, coming around to the other side of the bed to hold my left hand. She smiled a mischievous smile belonging to a much younger woman. "Until they know what is going on, the Oneida police are keeping a guard at your door."My eyes widened at that, a little spurt of fear running through me in a shudder. "Is it that bad?" I whispered, barely loud. Michelle’s mom was killed in a car accident during a bad winter storm. She never remarried knowing her husband had really not been killed in an accident and may still be alive. Certainly his case worker would let them know if something had happened.After the funeral they went to David and Michelle’s house. Michelle said quietly, “Talk time.” they now all used that phrase when they wanted to have a very serious discussion. She wanted to bring up the subject of her dad. It was the secret that she. Looking at her body my pressure got more up but to make her confortable at furst I helped her putting on the choosen dress and closing it's back zipper.Few minutes later of the trial and being relax I helped her once more with it but this time I wanted something else, I needed to feel her skin but here as I was holding the dress to unzip it my hand caressed her neck while with the other one dropping it off I pushed it to her front side holding her one Boob while straight away my fingers twisted. She clutched me by my hand, turned off the living room light, and ushered me into her bedroom. I came across her a few weeks ago at the corner store, so this was the first time I was over her place.Keisha was 5'8, with a flat stomach, wide hips, and a lumpy bottom that was naturally jiggly. She was incredibly thick. Her titties were droopy with fat nipples. She sported a pair of hoop earrings, a few bracelets, and g-string that exposed all of her cheeks and dimples. Keisha smelled like a fruity.