"I'm not wearing any panties," she said, giving me a quick glance and a sly, sexy smile.I leaned over towards her, and ran my left hand down along the... inside of her right thigh, and I quickly found her bare pussy; which, I happily noted, was quite juicy and wet!"Mmm," I said, as I slipped a couple of fingers between her inner pussy-lips; and as soon as I had, I caught the distinctively exhilarating aroma of her pussy. The touch was wonderful, and I gently probed her as she drove."God, I'm gonna. “Home for summer vacation?” the old gent inquired.Michael nodded. Like always, the offerings on Mr. Bartholdi’s shelves mystified and intrigued him. He couldn’t get past the first counter. The collection of antique jewelry held him transfixed. Mr. Bartholdi joined him at the counter.“Something for your mum.” It wasn’t a question.“We had an embarrassing confrontation this afternoon. I wanna make it up to her, Mr. Bartholdi.”The proprietor looked 80 years old, was stoop-shoulder, alarmingly thin. It has to be turned in on Wednesday, so I’ll need Monday and Tuesday to type it up. That means I have the mornings to get it done.”“I still don’t like it. You’ll need to figure something out going forward.”“Well, I need to get it done.”I heard mom at the bottom of the stairs.“Barnim, get ready were going out to dinner.”“Jenn, I’ve got to go. The family is going out to dinner. I’ll see you Monday. Bye.”“OK, I guess so.” With that I hung up. I came to the realization things didn’t seem to be. Matty always thought back to the six months that Rex had lived with them, and reflected upon the fact that both he and Rex had been through hard times. While incarceration certainly trumped Matty’s hard times, he had also suffered because of his obsession with Rex. The moment of truth was finally upon him, and he worried that the fantasy he had based his hopes upon in the preceding five years could go up in smoke.Matty also pondered about what Rex would make of being delegated to the spare room.