" Handy sister to have." Yeah, it would be if she hadn’t moved to Scotland."Working his way down her spine he felt himself getting into the rhythm. ...hat to do with the knickers, that was the next question. They looked beautiful, almost transparent and certainly expensive, not the sort of thing to tear off in a dramatic gesture.Don’t overthink it, he told himself. Mary must have taken her’s off, or maybe Annette took them?"I’m curious,” he said. “Did you take Mary’s panties off or did she do it. The neighborhood gang types and toughs steered clear of me. I always nodded at whoever was standing around. I said hi when greeted but didn't try to be overly friendly. I was pretty much out of place around there. Several teens heard that I would help them with their homework so I became fairly popular with the studious group. Whenever I left or walked into the project, neighbors and acquaintances would always walk with me. They told me that if the bad guys saw us together, they might leave. A caring and considerate person with a somewhat offbeat sense of humor. In the shadows, where only my mind can take me. I am somewhat of a sexual deviant, living in fantasy of romantic interludes of intense passion and desire. It was impossible to contain these thoughts as we walked to the veranda. We both looked out into the darkness as though each of us were alone again. She broke the silence by almost blurting out, " I see that your married, but you're alone tonight; everything ok?” I gave. She told me that she was coming from the gym when she got some exciting news about your account, and wanted to drop off some celebration wine and a surprise. I invited her in, and she took out 4 wine bottles. She asked if we could open up one of them as she told me of her exciting news. I poured us each a glass, and invited her down to the living room. She grabbed the wine bottle as she followed me down the steps. She put the wine on the table behind the sofa, and moved around as we each sat.