"Of course I won't peep. I promise. I'm your friend. I promise I'll stay at the top of the hill and keep guard and that I won't budge from that spot."...f course, she'd known that I was lying and that I'd renege from the moment the words left my mouth. She knew that I was insincere and that this was a promise born to be broken, but it allowed her the luxury of pretence. That was her fix. She went down to the lake and she stood at the edge and she teased me in a way that was deliberately. One day I came out into the garden and whilst Chris hung out their washing we got talking over the fence. I stood admiring Chriss shapely rear as she hung the washing. It turned out that Chris was all alone since her son was with grandparents and her husband was working all day. Chris asked if I fancied coming around for lunch. I agreed and around 30 minutes later I knocked at Chriss house. Whilst Chris put together a lunch of salad and sandwiches I sat at the kitchen table and made small talk. My fetish came back in a big way after I lost my job that I had for many years and decided to get into residential real estate to take advantage of the boom that was going on. One Sunday at an open house that wasn’t going exactly as I had hoped, my dirty mind kicked in and as I was looking at some family photos on the coffee table, I began to think of the owners wife and daughters and how sexy, especially the Mom was and before I knew it I was in the master bedroom sliding open Mom’s panty. At a party. To be fair, I'm guessing a lot of people know you ... or of you ... especially those of us who, at least for one night, were considered 'Very Important People.'"Laura gulped at the reference, but didn't reply. It was Gregg who responded. "Yeah, okay ... whatever that means." Both Laura and Chad turned to Gregg wearing the same expression of disbelief that he'd never heard the reference. With a less tired mind he could have probed either of them to get the answer, but as exhausted as.