We did this for a while then immediately left in case we were spotted. I jumped in the car as mom sat there with her skirt in her hands and her shirt...halfway unbuttoned. I felt like a criminal who just escaped prison as mom rolled down the window and threw her skirt out as we sped away. I guess she figured the shirt covered enough. We stopped at a few other places as mom flashed me her naked form and after about an hour she decided to take me to the lake where dad owns a speed boat. Since. I was too restless to sit down so I paced around the apartment as I drank and cursed out loud. As I was walking around in the bedroom I noticed a small leather gym bag on the floor next to my dresser. I had never seen it before so I knew that it wasn't mine or Lisa's. I picked the bag up, set it on the bed and opened it. Apparently the gym bag belonged to Bob. Inside he had some clean underwear, a tee shirt, a pair of shorts and a pair of running shoes. In the very bottom of the bag I found a. She was looking for her husband Mike. They had become separated over an hour ago, and she wanted to find him and go up to their room. When she finally found him, he was out of breath and excited. He dragged her over to a side corridor, away from the reception. He lead her into one of the empty ballrooms of the hotel. Jen was confused. She didn't know what was going on."Do you trust me?" Mike said, looking intently into her eyes."Of course I do." I'm going to leave. I want you to stay here. I'll. ”“Lot younger than Mr. Grainger too, isn’t she?”“I reckon so, Dad, he’s a lot older than you and she looks more like Emily’s sister,” Sam agreed.“Well, treat her with respect, as a young gentleman should. She’s a married woman after all,” his Dad warned, even as he reminisced slightly of his adventures with a lonely housewife at the age of fourteen, before he’d met his sadly deceased Rhona.“I will, Dad,” Sam replied, suppressing a sudden flush of desire for Mary’s promise of some sort of ....