"Fuck", I swore to myself as I panicked to put my junk away and hide the young girl’s panties. I really need to start locking my door, or at least c...ose it. "Mom, I can explain…" There isn't much to explain, is there", she said as she sat down on the bed beside me. "You were obviously just about to fuck Julie's daughter and no you were jacking off with her underwear. Why don't you tell me what happed."I told her about the handstand and everything that led up to her and her friend walking in on. Brothers hired Benny to carry out general services in her home every Saturday morning from eight until noon (Mr. Brothers was always at the bank during those hours). Those services might be anything from stripping old wallpaper, to cleaning bird poop off the garden statuary, to rearranging junk in her attic. She cleverly cleared hiring his services with his father, saying it was her opinion that every young person should have some kind of scheduled, productive activity as a part of his life.. .. BILL! What are you doing here? I thought you were going to wait at home for me."To say she was surprised was to put it mildly. I had suspicions about her at that point, for the first time. She looked so guilty and a bit scared too. I decided that the kiss John had given her was more than it appeared to be."I thought that I would surprise you honey. You sure look surprised. I have missed you so much." I have missed you too baby. Lets get my stuff and go home. I have so much to tell you."John. "Hi," she returned, smiling broadly. He started to reach for her. Her arms came up to ward him off, her eyes looking to the side with sudden apprehension. "Aren't you going to invite me in?" she asked. He caught himself. "Right," he said, remembering the need for discretion. He stepped aside and gestured expansively. "It's not much," he apologized, "but I've been trying to spruce up a bit." She stepped through the door and he shut it quickly behind her, closing away the outside world..