He knew from her bra tags that her breasts were 32Bs – they looked larger though, and she frequently flaunted them in sexy tank tops that showed a l...t of cleavage. She had tight and toned abs, skinny legs and a perfectly formed, small butt.Anna enjoyed her father’s caresses, the apparently platonic display of affection and scooted closer to her father, pressing the side of her body into his. Anna had always liked her father more than her mother, but his work had him flying around the country. The lady's image seemed at this moment somehow unbearably smug."I can guess from whom you learned it," she said, folding her legs beneath her gracefully on the opposite corner from the elderly dusk Shaman."Isn't this convenient?" she remarked, pouring a steaming cup for her Elder. Her slightly twisted fingers still lifted the teapot effortlessly and not a drop was spilled.Wildhair accepted her cup with a nod and sipped delicately. She shifted her gaze from the smug image of the lady to the. I took a drink then let out a light laugh. ‘Right, AIDS benefit. Mom wouldn’t be caught dead giving money to an organization like that.’ I took another drink and handed the can back to John, the door bell rang and I took the $20 off the counter and headed to the door. ‘It’s the Susan Benny Foundation she’s helping out with now.’ John followed behind me. ‘You mean the people who are trying to tear up that park and build condos?’ he asked upset. ‘Yup,’ I opened the door and payed the pizza. Yamato laughed apologetically and ducked her head. “Yes, yes.”I turned and walked into the kitchen.“Mrs. J dropped off some information for Mom yesterday. Maybe the answers will be there?”Mrs. Yamato followed me into the kitchen and leaned over to look at the paperwork spread over the table. While she was looking, I looked her over. She was a very pretty, oriental woman with a nice, if petite, figure. She was short but had great legs and small perky breasts which, leaning over the way she was.