I did not ask him anything and kept the plate near his table.Meanwhile his Phone rang and he jumped from the bed, Apparently, he had a GF and she was ...out to meet him. In the hurry he did not think of what he was hiding and went down, the bed-sheet was moved and I was shocked to see my Moms Bra and Panties. I knew it was her as we wash our clothes together in this place.I felt really bad, I really feared something bad. When my friend Rumi came back from college he saw me upset and tensed. I told. He knew he wasn't happy. Nobody was making much money; he couldtell by the jingling in the cans. "Looks like we need a crowd pleaser!" he said in a low voice."You don't have to, dad! We can get by!" No, I already caught the look from your mother!" he sighed.He shuddered at the idea, but it was his duty! So he walkedover to the fat black man who held Emily on his lap, and spoke tohim. At first the black man was angry, then he smiled arrogantlyand released the girl, as his father bowed. What I thought I even expected to see didn't really cross my mind, though it was honestly my hope that I might again get another last quick peek at Gran's breasts, this time preferably in the light where I could see them more clearly than I had in the rapidly diminishing light outdoors.Slipping out of my door, I quickly made a mad dash across the patio area reaching the far side of the courtyard in seconds. No one but Gran was there to see me, and only if she'd come to her window to purposely. “Blimey” I remember thinking to myself at the time, ( or words to that effect ) my pants immediately started to bulge at the thought of doing it..So;....I got off of the seat, knelt down on the grass in front of Jane and proceeded to remove her shorts as she lifted her bottom up off the seat a little so that they would be released easier. I undid the button at the top of her skimpy shorts, pulled down the fly zip, and slowly slid them down until they were around her ankles, revealing her damp.