.. the teenagers you spoke of, Peg ... you mean those young girls who are all over the neighborhood?" I mean those little two-bit bitches, sluts ... c...unts is what they are, honey!" the shapely, dark-haired wife vehemently exclaimed. "They'll do anything to get enough dough for their pot, or a fix! Only ... only two days ago, I took Sultan with me shopping. We came home in a taxi because I had so much to carry. Ed wasn't expecting me, and I found him on our bed with one of them! She couldn't. He could have used the toilets on the second floor but since they were the nearest to the office they would likely be busy. Not wanting to be disturbed, Peter instead opted to go down into the basement where there was a single unisex toilet cubicle situated next to the boiler room. He wouldn’t be disturbed there. This is crazy! Peter thought to himself as he flicked on the light and locked the toilet door, he was contemplating having a wank on company time – if anyone ever found out about this. His eyes were twinkling as I stared back at him.He smiled. “We need another splash each of bourbon.” I uncrossed my legs to stand up. Two things interesting: I wasn’t aware that I had protectively crossed my legs; and, he didn’t say I should pour the drinks, I just jumped to do it. He held his glass close, requiring me to come even closer. As I lowered the bottle to his glass, his hand went to the inside of my thigh. I gasped and shivered at his touch, forcing me to focus with increasing. It had been 8 years since they had spoken orseen each other. My dead grandmother's sister had played a key role ingetting my aunt and my mother to have a relationship again. That mymother would take this step of talking to and visiting my aunt again wasshocking to me because Jessica had gotten 85 percent of my grandmother'sinheritance which had angered and humiliated my mother. And my motherheld a belief that Jessica had mentally manipulated their mother tochange her will in the years before.