It was almost empty and I sat at the back and stayed there alone; due to the fact that my wife was in the wedding party and I did not know anyone. The...e was a group of three men directly behind me engaged in astartling conversation that I could not help but overhear. One of the guys,whose name was Michael, was saying how he had been engaged to Anita some years ago.. He commented my wife was a real slut…I heard several details about that slut he was describing and then I thought that this guy. I perused the scene, empty parking lot, lots of lit apartment windows and my neighbors yard to my left. I proceeded to head in the direction of of the other yard. I was getting so excited, I could feel my penis getting harder by the minute! I made my way though her fence and the next thing I knew, there I was in her backyard almost naked. I took a quick peek in her windows to make sure she wasn't there and watching me. After that I felt comfortable enough to take off my shorts and walk around. . All 6 families put together had close to 8 women, mostly above 20’s age. So I always notice 8 to 12 bra’s hanging in the drying area behind my house. Usually during the day time, after 1 pm or so, most people go off to sleep in my building complex. My dirty thoughts starts wandering the moment clock hits 13:00 hours. I lock my house on the back side, steal the bra’s one by one and take it inside my bath room. I kiss them madly at the tips and sometimes wear them one by one and admire myself.. At one point two fiddlers played while young girls performed what, to Jack, looked like an elaborate dance.The race would be mid-afternoon, and before moving up the street, Jack pretended to view the stalls that were on the green alongside the road. But his eyes were viewing the awning that had been stretched over tables and chairs at the rear of the green.All the gentry had not arrived yet, but more importantly, Jack couldn’t see Becky.He longed to see Becky but caught sight of Sir Oswald,.