They were checking over everything in the room.It was all any baby would need, right down to the thick diapers, andfrilly plastic lined rhumba panties....All of a sudden Mrs. Scott said, "Oh-my-gosh look at the time, I thinkit's past the baby's nap time. But maybe I'll let them stay up a littlelonger to have some ice cream & cake with you girls. Yes I think I will,mainly because today was going to be their one year old pretendbirthday."The girls and Ricky followed Mrs. Scott back out to the living. "Tika," Davdan said, "He is an Adolescent. You must challenge him if you are to fight him. You will fight with blades up to six inches in length, to third level injury. Do you agree?" I do." Tika said, and turned to Jeng. "Chan Jeng, I challenge you to combat, with honor, for status." I accept your challenge, with honor, for status, though I will gain no status from beating you, as you have none." he returned sarcastically, and gave her a low bow that was obviously mocking."Tira, you must give. ” She spread her legs open for further access.“My God Kev, that feels so good.”“Haven’t even started sis.” Before she could say anything, he slipped down and down, kissing her slowly up her sexy thighs closer and closer to her aching pussy. His tongue slowly tasted her moisten lips and she let out a contented moan. Damn he loved licking pussy. Soon he was devouring her, his tongue teasing her sex, slowly sinking into her moist wet pussy.“Fuck Kev. That’s it baby. Eat my pussy. Shit that’s good,. The atmosphere behind the scenes became tense, with no-one quite wanting to think about what the next day would bring. On Saturday, back on No1 Court, they were on fire, and after a tight first set that went to another tie-break, they won the second 6-3. As they left the court to the sound of tumultuous applause, Jennifer felt surprisingly calm. She was playing well, tomorrow was just another match, and Centre Court at Wimbledon was just another patch of grass, not so different from the lawn at.