Robert was handsome, fit and a dashing blade, or so his mirror informed him each morning. Too good to waste on a wife and certainly not on kids. It wa... bad enough he had to put up with teenagers at school. But being around young, nubile schoolgirls with their bouncy bottoms and perky tits made the tedium of teaching tolerable.He had taught Grade Ten Plane Geometry for most of those years and could, as he told students each September, "do it with his eyes closed and hands behind his back." He. “At ease, corporal. It is service of an agreeable kind for which I have called you. If, that is, you have a mind for it?” The corporal smiled grimly, seeing from his senior’s recumbent pose, his shirt undone and his britches unbuttoned, exactly what service was required. “I have a mind for it, sir. Indeed I do. I saw those fine fellows who accompanied the Nabob bobbin fellow, and I had half a mind myself to seek out a junior with whom to relieve myself. But with you, sir, it is always the. We madesmall talk while I massaged herfeet, occasionally sliding a handup to massage her calves as well.She just smiled and said themassage felt good, notcommenting on my handsroaming up above her ankles.I offered to massage the rest ofher legs and she said that wouldbe nice. So Idraped her feet over my legswhile sitting next to her (she waslaying down) and proceeded tomassage her thighs, making suremy fingers stopped at thebottom of her shorts. Although Ihad the hots for her, I didn’twant to. We had the cab pick us up at the back entrance to Wal-Mart. As we waited for the cab to arrive, I enjoyed the leering looks I was getting from most of the guys who walked by, but since Mark was holding my hand, none of the guys did anything other than look. I also did my best to ignore the nasty looks I got from most of the women. When the cab finally showed up, I got into the front seat and Mark climbed in the back. The driver was an older East Indian gentleman with snow-white hair, and when.