INTO THE SUMMER… a busy time (Part 173y)
Before leaving for
work Monday morning I reminded Elle about asking Ra about the different
style panties with the large double crotch when she came to pick up her
kids clothes. Once in the car and headed for the bank all thoughts were
about the law suits that Rex had told me about. By the time I got to the
parking lot I’d decided to call “Gee”, the bank Trustee/attorney, to
advise me what to do about the possibility of being personally sued for
the incident at the sailing club. As we all know, timing is a critical
part of things that go on in our lives. As it turned out he’d just
walked in the door to the main part of his office and the receptionist
hadn’t yet arrived. He made the decision to pick up the ringing phone
and found me with a shocked voice asking who I was speaking to. I would
never have expected him to be the one answering the phone and when the
momentary shock wore off told him of my problem. He shocked me again and
told me to come on up to the office as he didn’t have any appointments
until 10am. So, off I went. It took less than five minutes to be in the
building.
“Gee” was the one Trustee who I felt was solidly behind
me. This situation was another reinforcement of my feelings about him.
It took about five minutes to hit the salient points and what he told me
was to get more details and he’d get involved, not only on my behalf
but also for the club itself. I told him I couldn’t make a commitment on
behalf of the club but he just brushed me off by saying that the threat
of being sued was probably a ploy and amounted to noting more than
“noise” (his word). I thanked him and told him I’d be back with the
requested information, hopefully, later that day. That walk back to the
bank was a lot more pleasant than the one up to his office.
I
finally got in touch with Rex just before noontime to get the needed
details about the papers that he’d been served with. I no more hung up
the phone when Joanie was letting me know she had Elle on the line. She
called to tell me that someone had left an envelope on the screen door
with my name on it. I’d told he very little about the law suits but had
the feeling that the envelope held the suit naming me so briefed Elle on
the situation and then told her to open the envelope. I’d been right. I
called “Gee’s” office to find out if he wanted to see what had been
left for me. As expected, he wasn’t in but I left a message. I told him I
could go collect some of the “paperwork” that Rex had and bring it in
with mine the next day. By the time I left for home he’d called back to
say “yes”. I immediately called Rex to let him know I’d stop at his
house to get the requested documents.
I hadn’t been to his house
since the previous Fall. I’ve written that, for a while, he’d gotten
into building sailboats. He’d built around eighteen and had started on a
few more. His yard was cluttered with all kinds of wood and when I got
there he recruited me to help him move a rather large panel from the
driveway. We carried to to the rear yard when I could see a frame of
some sort. We put the piece of wood down and he proceeded to tell me of
his latest project… building a 20’ catamaran. Standing there trying to
picture what it would look like when finished I couldn’t help but see
his wife, Mary, lying on a chaise. She was wearing what looked like a
skirt and blouse and had her eyes closed. She didn’t open them even with
Rex and I talking fairly close to her. From where I was standing I was
pretty sure that if I were able to maneuver myself just a little towards
the house I might get a peek. Rex was intent upon giving me a lesson
on boat building and, although interesting, I’d had other things with
more priority. So I stood there taking quick glances towards the woman
looking for the slightest opportunity to move in her direction… but none
came. I remember looking at my watch and seeing the time told him I
needed the suit papers as I had to get home. It was like I woke him up
as he let out a bit of a ‘cry’ saying he was sorry. When he did it woke
his wife and startled her. I was looking right at her when it happened
and she flung her left leg off the chaise and proceed to fall on the
ground. I was closer to her than Rex so ran over to help her. Her skirt
had gotten caught on the hinge to the leg extension and the chaise was
now basically on top of her. By then Rex was there and she was cursing
at him as if it had been his fault.
It was a comedy of errors
from there on in. The sequence of events is impossible to reprise… a
combination of legs and arms flying punctuated by a study stream of
cursing. From my perspective it was an event worth remembering as the
end result got me more than just a peek. In the end the only way to
extract Mary from the chaise was for her to get out of the skirt. When
Rex yelled at her to do it she started to refuse but when he started
toying at the chaise she took a look at me and then unbuttoned it at the
waist. There was no way for me not to see the results. I was about
three feet from her as she stepped out of it. The panties were
definitely cotton and were full briefs. She wasted no time in heading
for their back door but as she did I took notice of the rear crotch
line. The most popular cotton panties of that period in time were the
leg elastic Lollipop type. What made them stand out to me was the size
of the crotch and the one on her panties was definitely bigger than
most.
Rex made light of the whole incident. He apologized and
said he’d get me the papers that he’d been given for both the club and
for himself. Before he went inside I asked about the other two guys who
had been contacted. He said one of them had read the material to him
over the phone and it was exactly the same stuff with the exception of
the name list as the one being sued. He was in and out of the house in
no time at all. I still hadn’t been home so I took a quick look at the
one for Rex. I’d never been directly or indirectly involved with any
kind of law suit so really didn’t know what I was looking at. I apprised
Rex of having talked with the bank’s attorney and that made him happy.
He said he didn’t have an attorney but felt there had to be some Summer
only members of the club who would step up up to make sure we’d be able
to fight it. At home I looked at the papers Elle had read to me
earlier and they were, word for word, the same as what was on the papers
I’d gotten from Rex. As I said I’d not been involved in any kind of
legal matter so had to leave it up to “Gee’ when I got the papers to him
the next day. Elle, of course, was upset but I told him we were “in
good hands” with “Gee” now involved.
After I got her calmed down
we ate. Then, with the kids occupied outside, I asked Elle how she’d
made out in asking Ra about the panties. I remember her making bit of a
“face” which told me it hadn’t gone all that well… but I pressed on.
Elle and Ra were friends but not all that close and Ra wanted to know
why Elle was interested… and Elle had to explain… embarrassing herself
in the process. But Ra said that the previous Fall the family had made a
trip to the Amish country in Pennsylvania and had stumbled onto an
underwear factory in a little town called Ephrata. They had an outlet
store and found the panties there and thought they might work for their
daughter… and that was her story.
To be continued…
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