Left alone in the house for a while, I was tempted check out her underwear or dirty laundry again but decided it was too dangerous and settled down to...watch some telly.A little while later, I heard the door opening and my mother-in-law came back in. After pottering around in the kitchen for a while, she came in and sat on the couch. She had obviously made a bit of an effort for her lunch and was dressed in a black blouse and knee length black skirt with black tights on. She had taken her shoes. " If all I wanted was obedience, Jacqueline, I would have said 'Bend over the table and you can have Samantha when I'm done with you, '" I pointed out.She caught the movement, but everyone in the room knew what she had been about to do."Fuck!" I exclaimed looking at Samantha. "Is there anybody in the school that wouldn't do anything to fuck you?" The gay boys... and the REALLY straight girls," she replied. "Are you really going to let me play with Miss Stone after you're done with her?" On that. Denele thought that if you choose to look like a whore and swagger like a whore, then you should be a whore. Brit was a hypocrite.It seemed she was also vengeful. When they opened on Monday, the incoming e-mail contained hundreds, then thousands, of replies to queries which Brenda had not sent out, and the phones rang continuously. The calls and e-mails came from lawyers: You ask if we handle bankruptcy filings... can defend against a suit for fraud... can defend you against a DWI charge.. I think I have fifty cents in my purse. Yeah,it's a bitch having your period just shout out at ya like that. Oh, no Idon't mind lending you money for a pad. Just forget it; maybe sometimeyou can do me a similar favor." Oh, gag! I can't believe that I pulled that off. At least I don't thinkthat she discovered my secret. Man, if I can pull this off, I'll be upfor an Academe Award. Oh God! She's still looking at me. Man, I hope shedoesn't want me to help or worse; thinking something ain't right..