.This happened when my friend Pat and I were hitch hiking from NY to northern California. We were in Illinois on I 70 heading west when a small statio... wagon pulls over to give us a ride. It was a woman in probably here early 30s and she had her young son with her. Now you have to imagine this, 2 young guys, early 20s, long hair, and a woman traveling alone with her son pulls over to.pick us up. Yep, different times. Anyway after a minute or so she decided we were ok, and told us she was headed. That is when our weekly Wednesday ‘lunches’ came into being."Over the years, first with our pregnancies and births of Anne and you, things changed some. And yes, our enjoyment with each other for a while took on a different twist. We came to fully realize the life we were both leading with our husbands was so similar, and offering such a strange sexual satisfaction for us both. We often laughed together about how corrupt and degenerate we were, even more so than our husbands ever knew."And. " Lingerie,ma'am. Stockings and suspenders. Blouses. Ruffled blouses, and miniskirts."Katherine Watts pursed her lips and nodded. "So you feel excited in yourmother-in-law's blouse, as we speak?" she said, leaning forward toexamine the front of the same woman's pants."Y-Y-Yes, ma'am," he managed, his voice almost aching with an effort atcontrol." Oh my God, look at his penis!" blurted Lizzie Fermelow, the youngestgirl present.Lettie looked up in alarm, but Miss Watts didn't seem to mind. In. “Hello?” Karen answered her cell as she sat in her car waiting for her two boys to get out of school. “Karen? I hope you are not busy tonight. I have the perfect dovetail opportunity for you tonight. I have a class, but I’m not able to make it. Do you think you can do the class for me?” Estella’s voice sounded desperate over the phone. In the independent consulting world, dovetailing was a technique used when the original consultant was unable to service their client’s party. A sister.