"Could...could I just feel your panties Peg?" I asked hopefully. "Just for a minute and then we'll stop. If we don't undress we won't risk getting ...n trouble, you know, if they come home." I knew Peggy well enough to know she would never say "OK! great! Go ahead and feel up my panties all you want!" So I took no answer as a "Yes" and led my pretty little red haired sister in law over to the sofa. I laid her down on the cushions and then more kisses ensued. While kissing her, I gently. “You have always been a bit melodramatic,” Jessy.“Fuck that, it’s the truth.” At the swearword, an older gentleman looked up, staring at me. I stuck out my tongue and he looked away.Not a very lady-like behaviour for a woman in her mid-forties, I know but that’s what I felt like. I didn’t give a shit what people thought about me. My husband of fifteen years had left me for a guy. Yes, can you believe it? He preferred cock over me. Of course, he said he had found the love of his life with the. ”“How well do you know this girl?”“She’s my dad’s next door neighbor. I met ‘er when they moved next door. She’s been helping Dad right up until the end. Very responsible. Mature for her years. Smart. Kind of dead-ended where she is, though.”Old Andy’s eyes softened. “Giving a kid a chance. Mighty decent of you.”“I try.”“No, I’m serious. You weren’t on Leslie’s scoreboard.”Leslie was what we call a ‘plant 10’, a girl who might be a five or six anywhere outside an industrial site. She fucked. I landed myself a secretary's job with a company that was used to hiring students. The arrangement was that when I was not in school I would work full time with as many overtime hours as possible, and when in school I would work part time, the work schedule would fit my studies schedule perfectly. It was a wonderful company and a wonderful job. My income plus the money I saved during the last two years should enable me to pay the university, pay my rent and eat. Maybe a little more will be left.