Suddenly I heard a knock on the door. Oh please don’t come in, please don’t come in. -I got the towel, sorry I forgot to hang it last night, it’... all dry now though. Should I come in?-NO!- I was frantically thinking what to do. –Hang it on the doorknob, alright?-Ok.-Thanks.- That was a relief. I got out of the bath, and carefully opened the door. I kept touching the door knob, but nothing was on it. So I figured it must have slipped and opened the door. Here was my brother holding the damn. Tess, my mother-in-law, was very much aware of our relationship and accepted it - being very cordial on those times Helen and I met her. Tess even mentioned that I'd made a good choice and never raised the subject again. This helped me immeasurably in deflecting the guilt that surfaced in the days following Maggie's passing two weeks later.6. ReunitedThe needs of business had placed me 2000 miles away for almost three weeks. It had been three very long weeks. Minutes later I would discover that. She always walked close to me and grab my dick or tell me how much she would love to just fuck me. She claimed she was 100 percent better than jess. And I can tell you it was getting hard in so many ways for me to keep from throwing her down and just ravaging her even in front of jess. Well it finally came to a head one Friday night. We were sitting around drinking and talking. And we went through like 4 5ths of moonshine. Now jess can hold her own most of the time when we drink but for some. By the time Debbie showed up I had finished the dry patches and zippered the shotgun back into its carrying case."How's it going?" she said cheerfully as she poked her head around the corner of the scenery shop door."Just about finished." I answered. "How are things at your end." Have to finish inventory. I've got it easy tonight. Tomorrow's not a cleaning day."I nodded back to her. I had worked costumes several times and knew exactly what she meant. Theatrical costumes suffer a lot of abuse,.