"Right, babe," Duane replied, not even looking at her.She sighed and went into his parents' home. They were out of town for the week. Off hunting no d...ubt, she thought. She walked toward the kitchen, and the fridge. As she walked across the living room, she passed the hallway, and saw movement down toward the back. She knew Duane's brother, Mark, was home from Iraq, for a while anyway.Maria chuckled as she though of Mark all geared up for war. His baby face framed by all that hardcore combat. ...I got a call from my wife at work and she asked could I do her a favor because she couldn’t get out of work in time. My wife wanted to know if I could go to her daughters house to watch the k**s for an hour until she got home from work as her husband was working too. I, of course, said yes immediately and when it was time left my office for their house. As soon as I got there I knew something was up, the babysitters car wasn’t there and hers was! I wasn’t sure what to make of it so I. I was glad to be out of there. I'd spent more time shopping than Ithought. I could see the cars coming and going from the lot and noticedmore shoppers coming in. The weekends were far busier than early on theweekdays as I was used to. But, so far so good. I could see Ted's carparked up front so out the large double glass doors I went, relaxedsomewhat at the sensation that I would soon be back home and finallyable to relax!The wind caught my skirt as I got outside but I managed to. Although it had been a shorter shift than she usually worked, it had been busy, and she was tired. I still put on my best mock pouty face at the thought of her taking off the red dress, and she came over and gave me a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek, then promised me once again that if I was a good boy, she would put her Santa outfit back on again for me tomorrow. Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough.She came out after her shower wearing her housecoat, and the three of us had some sandwiches.