Since she only lived a few houses down from me the walk home wasn't that long. By the time I reached my front door I was so wet that when I flexed my ...high muscles I could feel my juices squish out a little. I quickly unlocked my door, flicked on the lights, and went in. Atfer I closed the door I stripped out of my clothes and went and laid on the couch. I spread my legs as far as they could go and slowly started the trek down to my pussy. I started out by playing with my nipples. I rolled them. Last week I had picked up five little one inch circular mirrors in little stands. I had placed one at each of the locations where they would be able to see me. I planned to use them to determine when they were looking at me. After all, no use putting on a show if no one is looking. As I undressed I occasionally looked at the peek mirror to see if she noticed. Apparently, she was very interested in her own hairdo.I suddenly saw her jerk as I got down to just my shorts. She spun around for a. I could not see even half way to Mrs. Yates house. I could tell that no one had been up or down our street all afternoon. I called Mrs. Yates and told her we were happy to know she was there in case of an emergency. I told her we were fine and she did not need to worry about us. “Are you sure you will be okay by your selves?” she asked. I assured her that we were fine and I did not want her to go out in the snow. She thanked me for my concern and made me promise to call if we needed her.I. She hoped Brenda was thinking the same. This didn’t seem to faze Mrs. Maston one bit. She turned to the couple. And the young lady broke out in deeper sobs. ‘There, there, dear,’ Mrs. Maston cooed. ‘let’s get these wet coats off and come into the dining room for a cup of tea. And tell me what saddens you so.’ In the dining room, the young man spoke for the two of them while they all sipped the most delicious tea Charlotte had ever tasted. ‘We are set to be married up at the lodge tomorrow,’ he.