“Y-y-yes. Is that you Mrs. Evans?” I heard her chuckle as she replied. “Well unless you’ve been stealing panties from other washing lines, it ...as to be doesn’t it?” “W-w-what do you want,” I stammered. “Well,” she replied, “I know you’re mother and father are at work so the first thing I want is for you to return the panties you stole yesterday. Bring them round now!!!” “H-h-how did you know?” I asked. “Well when you bring them back, I’ll show you. I don’t like being kept waiting so make it. He hoped he could turn the water on without the women hearing him. He screwed the tap just a quarter turn, so that there was a trickle of water coming out of the faucet. So far, so good -- the women were still shrieking and carrying on in the front, and it didn't seem like they'd heard anything.He slowly opened the bag and tipped it over slightly, in order to pour the flour into the sink. When he opened the bag the sickly sweet aroma of the flour filled his nostrils -- and the noise from the. . !"He couldn't hold back the groan from the shock of her little hand, once more holding possessively onto his cock. Shit, she was so lovely... so fucking lovely and exciting! What a gorgeous body she had... and she was all his now! He knew that for sure! Christ, what times they were going to have... ! He couldn't speak; he just nodded his head in agreement... Quickly, Katie kissed him on the lips, then swiveled around and bent over until her exposed ass was perfectly positioned and Lee gaped. She was FLOORED. She could not believe his audacity to speak to HER of all people in such a manner.It wasn't until weeks later that she realized just what a transformation that made in their relationship. He felt the need to "make up" for his misguided wittiness and right a wrong in his eyes. Such an opportunity arose on April 1. They were entangled in the midst of a deep discussion , when out of the blue he suggested to her to call his cell. She half heartedly said something like "Yeah.