He feels his cock twitch; his eyes are fixated on the curve of her ass in those tight shorts. He gives his cock a slight rub through his pants, sighs,...and turns to go back to work. As he turns, he catches a glimpse of something or someone next door. He stares for a second at the ground floor window next door on the left, and in the shadows he can make out a figure. Staring a moment longer, he realizes it is Jim, his 18-year old neighbor. He has positioned himself in front of the window and has. You said you were going to college. They lived somewhere. Did they own their home?"She shook her head. "I thought they did. They didn't. The company my father owned and operated owned the house, and the company was going bankrupt. My parents also died without doing a Will, and I wasn't listed as a signer on their checking and saving accounts, if indeed they had a saving account. I owed the hospital a lot of money. Jules helped me sell all my parents' things, which wasn't much, just some used. Beth was almost bouncing in her seat in excitement waiting to see how the evening would end.By the time the pies were gone it was pretty obvious that Beth and I would have the Jeep to ourselves on the way home. Between the pizza and the conversation the four of us had been sitting there for almost two hours when Brad leaned over to Val and whispered something in her ear. With a slight blush she nodded."Um, Tommy, would you mind riding home with Beth? Val and I, er, well..." Hey, no problem. No. No-one in the world makes better fruit cakes." Well, Victoria darling, your Jean Whatshername sounds a very nice and accommodating person letting you off at the beginning of the school holidays when you've really only just started working for her." She's a gem. We've become great friends already. Mind you she has boundless energy and sweeps you up with her. I'm always shattered at the end of a day." But don't you think she looks well on it, Mum?" I do indeed. You've lost your London pallor,.