Marge usually won three out of every four games we played and she was not the least bit hesitant about rubbing it in, but I enjoyed her company so I p...t up with the ridicule.It was a Monday night and Earl was on the road. Marge had invited me over for dinner and an evening of embarrassing me at the cribbage board and I walked in to find her dusting the top of her ceiling fan blades. She was standing on the top rung of a rickety ladder and when I walked into the room and said hi it startled her. Patricia was the youngest of the group, only just turning eighteen a few days ago. She was tall, dark haired with beautiful blue eyes, skin that was creamy white and a smile that lit up her face."No, he didn't kill her," Bridgett, the tiniest one in the group at barely five feet tall said. She was dark haired also but her hair curled and reached her mid back. Her brown eyes twinkled in the light of the street lamps and she almost danced along the sidewalks, eager for the adventure. "Her. I was too angry and I wanted to hit that criminal. But I was very scared and I also remembered what my dad told me about him. I thought if he sees me he may leave. So intentionally I coughed. He saw me but contrary to my expectation he continued to watch my mother taking a bath.As I was too scared I could not stop that old criminal from watching my innocent mother’s nude body. After 10 minutes he turned towards me and smiled at me cunningly and left towards his house. As soon as he left, the. At this time she said that she wants to change the dress I took her to my sister?S room and said that she must use the cupboard of my sister for dress changing. She wear a rose colour nighty and it is very transparent and I could easily saw the under garments. She wears a white Brassier and a red under skirt. I am also able to see the bulge of her panty outside her underskirt and nighty.I went to bathroom and had a nice bath and come outside wearing a Lungi and T-shirt. I told her go and have a.