‘Same here Mary, I feel like we never stopped talking.’ ‘Look… um… this really sucks and I know that you were good with Real Estate and stuf... through you mom, would you mind coming over just to help me with some legal things?’ *** Three hours, one trip to the pre-school, one phone call to my husband and one kiss goodbye to a very whiny toddler, I was on Mary’s block again. Wow, I thought. I couldn’t believe that she had inherited all of this. I scanned the exterior as I shut my car door.. .. What time is it?" Muttered Simon as he struggled awake."Half past eight. I tried to wake you earlier but you didn't want to know." Eight thirty!" Simon struggled to his feet and noticed he was in the hall not the bedroom. He wasn't overly surprised, at least he made it inside the house this time. More than once he had woken up in his car or in the driveway. "I'll be late for work." He muttered and staggered to the front door."Why don't you take today off. Have a rest?" said Dan hoping Simon. "Good boy!" she said.Well, hell. I really was a good boy. Sure, I had some untoward designs on Brenda's fabulous little bod, but I'd made no false moves in that direction. I had been content to wait, patiently, for an appropriate opportunity. What I had in mind was simple enough. I figured Brenda, like any other healthy young woman, was bound to pleasure herself at some point.Maybe she had, already, and I'd just missed out on it, but I didn't think so. My doggie sense of smell would have tipped. Well it all began back in early April during spring break. I went down to Cancun, Mexico with a wild bunch of k**s from school. On my return I put my camera case on the bar when I came in from the airport. It hung around there for a week or two. Aunt Pat is a photography nut. When she came over one afternoon and Mom asked her to take the film out of the camera and develop my pictures. Now this was no big deal to me. They were just pictures taken of a bunch of students cutting up and having.