All of that pretty much wiped my savings, so I had to find work. I picked up a job as an instructor for a firearms and self-defense academy in a town ...bout a hour’s drive away. That was okay for a while but I got tired of dealing with pseudo-macho wannabee tough guys, so I started looking for something else to do. About then, a retired Lieutenant Colonel for whom I’d worked asked if I’d like to be a reader/editor for a book he was writing. That went well, and gave me the idea of doing something. A woman dressed in a french maid outfit opens the doors and bows to her. "Right this way, miss" she says and Rebecca follows her down a long hallway. As she follows the maid, Rebecca notices that the skirt the girl is wearing does cover her ass and she can tell the girl isn't wearing any underwear. Rebecca had been a lesbian for a while and the site of the maid's cute little tushy peaking out from under her uniform was defiantly having an effect on her.The maid stops in front of a big oak door. He said “no sir, she is wearing bra and panty.” Other said "we don’t believe”. Now my mom lost it completely and in front of everybody she put her pallu down and unhooked her blouse and showed her bra to all and said "look at my black bra sir”. Dad’s senior boss said "I can see black bra and white melons". My mom blushed. Dad’s senior Boss who was sitting next to her said "is it 32".My mom said “no, it is 36d.” My dad was not able to believe what was going on. Then the senior Boss sitting next. I should think more about legal and illegal and less about dirty things, and do not let it happen never again. Those were my thoughts when I heard the noise in the undergrowth of the fence again. I did not open my eyes, on the contrary, I tightly closed them wishing that when Id open them again my flirty friends were there. I counted 30 seconds and opened them. Shall we play? Yes. We did not have to say anything more. We walked together in silence through the kitchen door in the house and we.