The young woman had a long coat draped over her knees, but he could see her shoes and ankles. She was wearing high heels so he said to Margaret: ‘Co...ld you imagine that? Wearing those in the Dales?’And Margaret would say: ‘Go hiking in them and stumble into the pub afterwards. Everybody staring.’He had smiled at the thought, but just then the woman had looked at him and raised her eyebrows. Still not friendly at all. It had given him an odd feeling, as if she had caught him looking at her shoes. " He said, "I'm going to fix that problem." A thrill went through her and she giggled and rubbed his crotch.They reached Roger's place just as the other cars were pulling up, and they all went in. Roger put on some music and one of the guys passed out the beers he had bought on the way over. Bobbie began dancing with one guy and then Jennie started dancing with Roger. He was all over her, his hands up under her blouse rubbing her little tits and pushing down the front of her skirt and. Chris looked up at his mother and said, "Yes we do."His response surprised Allison. She was the one that needed to talk to him... talk to him about his peeping on her and using her panties to masturbate with. It was a delicate subject, but it needed to be discussed.Before Allison could react, Chris said, "I saw you." What?" Allison answered looking at him curiously."I saw you and... and... the guy you were with."A foreboding feeling cascaded over Allison. "What are you talking about? What guy?". When the instantaneous clap of thunder died down, the girl seemed like she was going to hit me or something. Grabbing my shoulder, she demanded I tell if Bugs was dead or it this was all a bad trip.What did she mean by a bad trip?“I’m sorry. I have no idea who Bugs is, or was. I came in here because you were crying like you were scared out of your skin by the storm. You seemed that you needed someone to sit with you to make you feel better,” I told her as I moved around to be near the door.All.