It was a very cold day and I slipped on a pair of white tights under my pants to keep myself warm.When I arrived at my mother-in-law's house, she was ...till dressed from work in a short black dress, black pantyhose and high heels. I commented my mother-in-law on her attire and proceeded to get right to work on taking down her Christmas tree. While I worked at pulling the tree from the base, she began to talk about how cold it was and mentioned it was really snowing outside, She then mentioned. ”Ann said, “Mike ordered me to come here.”Ed commented, “That makes sense to me. We should have invited you, but we were so caught up in this, that thought didn’t even cross our minds.”She had finally gotten over her embarrassment at the naked men in front of her. Her anger at being left out of whatever was going on returned ten-fold. She stomped her foot. “Invited me for what?”John’s voice was soothing as he said, “Ann, please read the papers on the coffee table. They will explain. "He glanced up at the time.The clock had to be wrong -- he'd only been inside a few minutes. But itsaid 1:30 p.m., and he knew he'd pushed the dresser aside at about 10:30that morning. He shook his head. Where had three hours gone? It meanthe'd have to rush to finish the list and that meant no nap.He did manage to have the day's chores done and the apartment presentablewhen Cindy got home. She fried bacon and scrambled some eggs, and satback to watch television. When he made an advance, she. I felt foolish, standing naked in the dark, wondering if I should call the police. They tell you they would rather investigate ten false alarms than miss one real emergency. It’s what they get paid for. My thumb was on the 9 when the third cry came.It wasn’t the woman. It was a man’s voice, and it wasn’t quite a cry. Whatever it was ― a grunt? a gruff sigh? ― it happened just as a mattress spring popped in the bedroom above my own. Finally, I knew what I’d been hearing. I put the phone in its.