I'm in a hurry." Not too much of a hurry I hope." Well, that all depends on how it goes."As he looked out his side window, I hiked my dress up just hi...gh enough so he could see my stocking tops and a teeny bit of my white thighs."Jesse, what do you mean?"He looked back my way and saw my legs, just slightly spread. We just pulled up to a stoplight in a neighborhood populated mainly by elderly white people. Jesse slid closer to me and put his arm around me. He turned my face to his and suddenly. ” I said.Erin looked at Lynn and Blossom.“I didn’t do it, either.”“Me neither.” This from Lynn.“Well Paul, don’t just stand there. Put on some clothes and go out there.”I keyed the intercom button and told the delivery person to drive up to the front door when the gate opened, then I pulled on the sweatpants and sweatshirt I kept in the front closet. By the time I had added boots and a coat, the delivery truck with the bright flowers painted on the side had pulled up to our front door. Opening. This time she did not take any of this to her husband, but he seemed too disinterested to do anything about this. So on Monday morning after her son leaves for school and her husband leaves for his office she was going to contact the police. The rest of the day went on very uneventful until her son finally came downstairs, he found his mother in the laundry room folding the clothes from the dryer. He picked up a pair of her lace panties and twirled them around on his finger to get her. He had said that he usually didn’t get much in tips, and appreciated my generosity. Over the next week or two I ordered take out from a variety of places to get an idea of what the delivery people were like. Most were young males and they were often in a hurry to get on with the next delivery, or to return to the store. I had also made a note on the menus as to when the last deliveries were available. I was extra friendly and offered them a soda, or water and tried to talk to them as long.