The living room was at the back of the house and had a fine big picture-window that looked out over the pond behind the house on one side, and a bay w...ndow, with a cozy reading nook built into it, facing the woods to the north on another. As she ran into the room she heard him outside.He was laughing. Full, helpless, doubled-over laughter. She quickly ran over to the bay window and knelt on the seat cushion, craning her neck for a glimpse of him. She saw him coming around the side of the. At this moment in time she did not particularly care. Twenty minutes later she reluctantly decided to start getting ready for her first day back at the school she had been a student of for six years, this was her seventh, her final year. She reminded herself of this fact and it motivated her – the better she did, the more likely she would be out of this dump of a town in nine month’s time! Academic subjects at school were not her strong point but she loved drama, despite not really getting. “It let everybody see you like the people that know you see you,” he finished. “Right now ... you’re the guy every father hopes his daughter brings home one day.”“And the daughters think that’s a fine idea, too,” Liz added with a slight frown.“Your life has been ... dissected,” Mom said, shaking her head. “You know that some segments of the media love to tear people down. Oh, they tried. The most damning thing anybody could find was that your grades in college weren’t the best.”“I did OK in. .. So I ran my left hand up and down them several times. I am not sure what part of a woman's body I enjoy the most, but a lovely set of legs topped by a beautiful arse certainly has to be one of my favourites. I spent probably five minutes running my hand over her firm calves, the back of her warm thighs and massaging her panty covered buttocks. The lass had gone limp; I wasn't sure if all of the fight had gone out of her or if she was confused by some of the sensations that must have been.