I let myself be ‘caught’ quite a few times that night and no one said that they thought my knickers weren’t real. I’ve decided that I’m goin... to wear the same skirt every time that I go to work, it’s more fun.Later on I let myself get ‘caught’ when Hannah was nearby. As usual I was ignoring the fact that my skirt was round my waist and I bent down to get a pint glass. When I was bent over I looked at Hannah and saw that she was having a good look at my backside and pussy. When I stood up and. I didn't know if she was stuck up or just didn't notice me. I passed on by their house and thought I felt someone looking at me. I glanced over my shoulder and saw her watching. I again said hello and raised my hand. She smiled and waved back, then ducked her head and went inside. I decided that she was just very shy and she would just need time. After all, just moving into a new place would be hard.But from what I had seen, I was definitely interested in getting to know her. She was taller. Iris was attractively sophisticated and I felt naturally at ease with her.Even on the awkward topic of coping with an amorous son her cultured tone drained the topic of any shame."It's about maintaining your respect and their obedience Margot," Iris was saying calmly, "And you will surely lose that if he thinks he's in love with you Margot?"Iris clearly realised I was in an affair with Guy and responding to her logic, I said sheepishly, "Oh ... I see."And then needing Iris to understand, I. "Well, I'll tell you one thing, that's why I got married." She laughs hard and coughs as she drags another slow deep breath of her cigarette. I look up at her and she is looking directly into my eyes. She looks to the front room where daddy just left, then back to me pulling the phone from her ear. "Go see what's wrong with your father or something." Why did she want me to check... I sigh and look at her pointing to my food. She gives me an 'I don't give a shit about you eating, do as I say'.