I wasn’t actually thinking of anything dirty but, he was in his boxers….ah..he likes to sleep in boxers. I decided not to do anything and just go...to sleep.Later that night, I woke up and I noticed there’s a hand on my ass.I felt someone was caressing my ass, and I just realised that I was sleeping with my uncle Eddie. Those big hands have always spanked me hard and now they were touching my ass softly…He gently pulled my PJs down, earlier only his hand was in my pyjamas, now my ass is fully. Traffic was light and wewere soon climbing up into the more rarified air of the mountains. Itwas a lovely clear day ahead. Behind us lay the almost purple haze thatusually hangs over San Bernardino and Riverside areas.The twisting road made concentrating on my sewing too difficult. Ifinally put it aside. Enid gave me a sidelong grin. "Figured out whatyou're going to wear first?" she asked.I had been thinking about what I would have to do and there was no sensein pretending otherwise."Do I have. It was only a millisecond, but he had seen it.He was going to let his golfing buddies in on this little incident when he got home. He was also unable to take his eyes off of her outrageously short dress. He had guessed she had nice legs, but now there was no doubt about it. Her long tapered and toned legs were tanned and looked magnificent below the short hem.As the day wore on, the lines got longer. Tony took out his cell phone. Gabriella was going to need more help. The girl that usually came. He made sure he finished well before she did and went out to the car park with his shopping. Driving out of there, he travelled some distance further than he knew she had come, to a small housing estate with a local shop which sold newspapers, drinks, cigarettes and children’s treats. Parking in a side road he watched for a while, and then thought, Am I really so bored that I want to play detective after a random quarry, and for no really good reason?He had more or less given up waiting and was.