Finally I had moved over as far as I could without being noticed and gave in a little, allowing his hand to stay on my knee. Even though he was making... no attempt to go any higher, his fingers started a slow, light massaging just above my knee. I started to shake a little and I could definitely feel the beginning of something that shouldn't have been there. Instead of being as upset as I should have been, I found it to be a little bit of forbidden excitement.Thank goodness the game started to. I idly wondered how things had worked out after they got home, and I had to smile to myself thinking about it. Those two were closer than most mothers and daughters, but they did have their little falling outs like most people who loved each other.I managed to get a shower without getting my bandages wet and got dressed. It felt good to have jeans and boots on again after wearing the drafty gown that the hospital had furnished. I had a little trouble spreading the clip on the pancake belt. "Well, well, well, Mr. Clifton," Judge Fahey remarked, "so glad you've decided to join us. Now what is it exactly you want to charge these boys with." We busted a party at their fraternity house last night." Nothing wrong with an innocent little party, is there?" There is when they're serving alcohol to minors." We'll just have to agree to disagree on the wisdom of that particular law."The DA ignored him and went on. "I'm charging them with criminal conspiracy. I want the maximum penalty of one. At that time, I was living in an apartment on the 11th floor of a building in a downtown area. My job had me traveling frequently, and sometimes for extended periods of time. But during this time I was enjoying some time at home base following a six-week assignment to the great northwest (Washington state). There was a very nice lady that lived down the hall from me. Her name was “Gracie” and she was a widow in her late 50’s. Gracie was not a little old lady by any stretch. She was attractive.