They left quickly when thesound of sirens could be heard in the distance. Heather was happy whenthey were gone, until he realized that it would requi...e quite some time topick up the mess they left behind. Ellen didn't want to call the police,foolishly believing since they didn't find anything, they would leave heralone.Fortunately, a neighbor had witnessed the break-in and called the police.Officers arrived within minutes of their intruders' departure. BothHeather and Ellen were interviewed.. It was such a little thing to be so life changing. We didn't have a party, we went off to a little country inn and barely left our room. It might not be listed with the other fruits of love in the Bible, but Cindy taught me that good sex was a gift of love. It was when we got home that we found our gift from Sandy. It was nothing much, just an appointment card for the fertility clinic!I don't know how much you know about in vitro, but it is a miracle. The day I'd met Cindy she'd had her ovum. Staring from her chest to her bright worried face, my peripheral vision watched as my daughter shifted around. What was she doing?She almost screamed as I felt my dick break through the tiniest of tiny holes and drive itself into my little girl’s intestines. Tears gushed from Chelsea’s eyes. She was crying, she was in tremendous pain. Immediately, I tensed my abs, pulling my body up and grabbed her. I enveloped her with my strong arms; I squeezed her trembling body into mine. She was. ..”“Hmmm?”She was curiously shy, even blushing – not a flush, not yet. “Your - your fingers. Just inside.”“Like this?” I slid two fingers in gently, curving them up, feeling her wrap around me.“Oh!” Her hips surged up. “Not – not so deep.” Her hands reached down, scrambling. Found my wrist, pulled back gently. “There. Just there. Moving just a little. Yes ... that’s it...” She bit her lower lip, teeth white against her skin. “Yes ... keep going...”I found a kind of union between the movement of.