I woke up in the morning to a mess in my bed from the wet dream. I still felt guilty but convinced myself that no harm had been done. I changed my bed...ing and cleaned up the mess. After going through my morning routine I went down for breakfast. It was a repeat of the day before. Jen was looking relaxed and happy and Mom was busy with breakfast.I had an early class so I wished Jen good luck on her test and left for school. I somehow managed to pay attention in my classes and got though the day.. So Skippy started flirting and I ask for the manager to come to the table and he couldn't stop looking down my top. The waitress kept moving as the manager kept staring. After dinner and drinks we moved to the bar to see either of us could make this happen. I no longer sat down, the manager was over with us, arm around my back asking if he could get me anything. I ordered three shots an we all slammed them followed by many more. I was drunk and Skippy was pretty far gone as he asked the. She appeared to be about 30, 5’3” with dark hair and pretty blue eyes. She was pretty plain overall. Not pretty but certainly not ugly and had a decent body, neither overweight or skinny.I said “I don’t mean to pry but are you living out of your car?” With a clearly embarrassed look she said that she was. She had run into a tough time and was trying to make her way through it. I pulled out a $20 and extended it to her. “Hopefully this will help a little.” With the most grateful look in her eyes. He looked purposely up her skirt and stared a little too long. Sylvia realized immediately what he was doing. Fred lifted her foot higher and looked at the bottom, but Sylvia could see his eyes staring around her foot and directly up her skirt. “You’re looking up my skirt, aren’t you?” she asked firmly. She wasn’t exactly angry, but wanted him to know he had been caught. Fred dropped her foot and his gaze at the same time. Sylvia was amazed at how quickly he admitted it. “I’m so sorry,.