.. the only ID I have is my library card. It's what I have ... it's what he got. I get muscled to the floor and he grabs Grannie ... by the boob ... j...st as the Chief of Police walks in the door."Haversham, what do you think you're doing?" asked the Chief."Searching a suspect." That's no suspect ... that's the Clinton County Prosecuting Attorney's mother ... and his son." We're not in Clinton County and we caught her red handed." Caught her doing what?"Brownshoe was just beginning to splutter. Susan was now obviously getting very drunk, which suited me fine.The band itself were a rock band and to be honest they were not very good, and Susan being drunk began to shout at the band telling them that they were rubbish. I told her to be quiet but as she was by now very drunk, she continued to shout at the band. By now she was being rather abusive and was beginning to attract some angry looks from the audience. i went and got her another drink, and when i got back to her the band were. I’ll need to do the best I can.There was only a limited room around the sink, and we kept brushing up against one another. It was innocent, but when she turned, I could feel her rear rub against the lump in my pants. Nature designed us both that way – I felt tingles up my cock.She must have felt it too. She turned and looked me straight in the eyes. Fixed me with her stare. I couldn’t pull away.“You are married, but you find me very attractive I see.”I had to be honest now. “I’m sorry, but you. ”We slept apart that night, and as I drifted into a fitful sleep, I wondered whether we’d ever occupy the same bed again. Unusually, Cal was up, showered and dressed when I came out of the shower, and sat cross-legged on my bed, dressed like a California girl, shorts and a crop top. I have to admit she looked appealing.“Can we do something today?” she asked.“Of course,” I said, “you seem in a better mood today.”“My period started,” she said, “so no more PMS.”“Well, for this month at least,” I.