He had expected that already, and all day he had been looking around at school. Seeing if anyone was looking at him weird, or snickering at him behind...his back as he passed them by. Luckily he hadn’t noticed anything, so he concluded she probably hadn’t, and anyway if she had, or was going to, he wanted to know about it. It was the not knowing that was killing him. He knew of one way he could find out what her plans were for sure. So looking around, he located the table where Shelly was sitting. 30 and i was engrossed in the tv when the livingroom door opened and there stood debbie in a shot flimmsy nightie you could see right through with light from behind her,hi brad she said i've missed you and aunt jayne,well it had been about 7 years,and she was now quite a young lady and all grown up.she came over and snuggled upbeside me on the sofa just as she had done when she was younger ,her nightie riding up revieling her tight white panties,i could feel my cock begin to stiffen,god it was. I actually climaxed and wet the seat (unknown to hubby) as I realized I was being exposed for every one to see. Hubby passed buses and truckers supper slow and even blew his horn to get the attention of the driver. I saw thumbs up signs and heard truck air horns of approval. My seat was now super wet like I had peed on myself. I could not believe how exciting it was.As we neared home I finally admitted my part in the production and asked hubby how he planned to redress me and not letting me. Pretty sharp, huh? Hey, all us blood-drinkers arenatural Napoleons of Crime. Naturally, I hadabsolutely no idea how to go about accomplishingthis, but I DID know someone who might be able togive me some very useful hints: dear old UncleGregory! Actually, going to ground at Uncle Gregory?splace was an excellent idea on several levels. Therewas nothing... NOTHING... to connect the woman I nowwas (and had been for several months) with thefrustrated high school student I had been... and evenless to.