"What is it, maid?" Madame Beringer, I think someone is looking at me."She laughed. "What gives you that idea, maid?" Madame Beringer, as I move aroun... the house from room to room, at timesI glance out the window and I think I see eyes looking here."My wife laughed again, continued her dinner and dismissed me as soon as Ihad finished cleaning up.But the next evening she came home and pasted a small, black and whitesign on every window of the house, facing out. "Piano lessons: Tuesday,Thursday,. “Pervert,” she snarled, glaring at it. She really did not like being pushed around. I had to admit I admired her; there was something about the aggressive, even ferocious, side to her nature that made me really desire her.I knelt on the bed next to her and squirted baby oil over her pert tits. I started to massage her, working the oil over her tits and then out over her chest and up her neck, over her magnificent shoulders. She felt wonderful, so lean and muscular, yet feminine with her shape. And, kneeling by couch and chair, we prayed.It was a beautiful prayer as Girl swore to the Father we’d let nothing stop us and then finished with a fierce declaration:“I love both men, God, with all of my might and heart. With God’s grace and in his name, Amen.”“Amen.” Tommy “Amen.” MeTo make up for Girl’s disappointment at his loss of not breaching her rectum, Tommy took her shopping the very next morning, the day after Christmas.I woke to another note taped upon my jamb:Dear Cully, You were. I thought that it would be good to get to know him better. I have to tell him about Charlie Donnelly too. They need to get along as they would be working closely together.I haven't visited Danville before, so I was interested in everything Fritz told me on the drive over. He suggested that we returned via our La Gavroche restaurant in Moraga, as he said I would enjoy the drive up Crow Canyon, then north on Redwood Road.I don't own any businesses in the small retail park on the north side of.