“And who is this?” I said as I knelt down and looked at the little girl changing the focus completely.“This is Angela. Say hi to Mr. Matt young... lady,” the little one shied away with that.“Hello, Angela! She’s very cute, Renee. How are things with you and the family?” I’m not a big fan of the small talk, but here we were.“Things are good. Funny I should run into you. Have you seen Justine lately? I worked a couple of overnights with her over the weekend and she seems a bit off,” She said. On the match book, I would write some think like, "See you at 4pm Jimmy, and I'm wearing your favorite panties baby. Well shit, this was enough to keep hubby on edge all day long. I loved being at the bar with my "Panty Date" and seeing my husband walk in and get his drink and grab a small booth directly behind where I was standing with my date at the bar. As he walked by us, I would purposely pretend not to notice him. Moments later, my date would have my skirt up over my hips and my pantied. And today I found one of those lovely types walking around with her mother. It looked like her mom was buying things for dear old dad and the teen was bored as hell, like me.I grabbed a couple of different pairs of shorts and headed for the unisex changing rooms. A middle aged gal checked the number of shorts I was trying on and showed me to a room. Strangely this WalMart didn't have locking doors on the changing rooms, only long curtains. I thought this was great for my little fun flashes. I. Hermione is still asleep, her arms still encircling me.I place my hand on hers, stroking it absent mindedly, as I catch sight of the items that have been placed at the end of the bed, just a few presents, mixed together in a jumbled pile. I can see my present to Hermione sticking out of the bottom.Mum must have dropped them in, either after we went to sleep last night or early this morning.I grin in half concealed excitement. Since they're here, we might as well open them.I sit up, reaching for.