Let me describe her to you. fifty years old a nice bum and a massive pair of tits. what you been up to i asked her. The usual she replied.Two guys we...e repairing the path outside by the road earlier, and as it was a hot day i offered them a cold drink she said. I let them sit in the shade of the house while i carried on weeding and stuff. and i said.After a while they walked round to where i was and admired all the fine work i was doing. Now my ex had on at the time a tight pair of jeans and a. I always thought she had the perfect life. Sometimes when laying in my bed at night I would fantasies what one of the good-looking boys from the older classes would do to her in bed. Touch her. Kiss her. Thinking of that, would make me aroused.It was one month into the summer vacation after I finished the 1st year of high school. It was Saturday around 18:00 and I heard my mom calling me down from the kitchen telling me dinner was ready. On my way down the stairs, I saw my stepdad and mom. I hoped mom wouldn’t notice the couple next door or my hard on. But it was too late. “What is that sound?” Mom asked, midway.“What sound? I don’t hear anything” I lied to her.“No, I can definitely hear it, ” she said and started looking around to find the source of the sound. Then she spotted the couple next door. “Oh, ” she said, and I saw her face go red in embarrassment. Mine did too. I thought mom would ask us to move downstairs, but she didn’t do any such thing. Mom just smiled and went. " He was gone before Marjorie could protest.It wasn't as if he hadn't expected it, but it was still pretty frantic on the phone after about 11. The calls before then had mostly come as a result of the rumor mill, but as soon as the Record-Herald came out, it got bad.The last phone call was the worst. Don had expected to be cussed out a bit, but Binky Augsberg had lit into him in English, French, Cajun and Vietnamese, and he'd been just as glad he didn't know what she was calling him in.