“Mum are you awake?” Still no response. Billy started to tremble a little. It looked like his plan had worked. He was starting to get excited. Bil...y lifted Elaine’s arm and let it fall. Yep she was out cold. Billy drew the curtains and locked the front door.Entering the living room again he saw his mum hadn’t moved. He stared at her. She was wearing a blouse and skirt. The skirt had risen up her legs a little, maybe half-way up her thighs. He watched her chest rise and fall slowly as she slept.. "If you want to yell at me, then go ahead and get it over with. But if you hold it in, you'll explode and maybe miss the story."Marnie's mouth twitched and then she smiled."I wasn't planning to yell," she said."Liar," he said."No, really," she said. "I'm surprised. But I'm happy. I was trying to keep myself from hugging you. Luckily that feeling has past."Jacob chuckled softly."So, continue your story," she said. "You were digging holes. And..."Jacob shook his head and continued his tale."Well,. I was flinching. It was worse than the other time. Because, then, I didn't feel like I was flinching, even if, maybe, I was. This time, I really was. I could feel it myself." You're gonna be OK," Sandy said."We got ten more games to play. I better be OK." You tell Paul you need to sit out tonight's game," she said. "Give yourself a break. Be available to pinch hit, if necessary, but don't start." OK. You think I should go back in the box?" You don't need to go back in the box," Sandy said.. A distorted love. Distorted and enhanced by pantyhose and our imagination. Through our private message exchanges, Joxie certainly had a curious imagination. Some of the things she fantasized about me doing to her in my tights were disgusting but not, I have to admit, unwelcome. We had to meet. And so it was arranged. It turned out that I was going to be in Joxie’s town for some work related stuff. I had a couple of days free. I packed tons of pantyhose and Lycra, skirts and a couple of wigs..