Your grammar and spelling were perfect." Thank you, Mademoiselle, and I'm sorry to have made you feel frightened. I did not know he was that much of a...cad. I am even more sorry to have you put up with this." I left then without looking back.Next class was Geography. Mr. Armstrong was true to form and I just wrote out a preliminary draft of the French assignment. As a twist, I made this much different. The story went where a man took out a girl. One looked like an older me, and the other had. He didn’t say a word, didn’t ask any questions, but just sat beside me and held my hand as I got my breathing back under control. We sat like that, shoulder to shoulder, and stared into the fire for a long time. I was casting quick, side-long glances at him when I caught him doing the same thing. He smiled comfortably, while I blushed at being caught. Still facing the flames, Ian asked, ‘How did ye come to find this place, again?’ His eyes seemed to spark and flash with light, and he tightened. After a while into our marriage we began talking about possibly having a threesome. It would come up and simmer down after a while until one day my wife really sparked my interest with Jessie. See, Jessie has some very big tits. My wife knows my fascination with large breasts and one evening after I had gone to bed, I received a picture mail from my wife’s phone. After wondering why she sent me a pic when she was in the other room I opened it to find she had taken a picture of Jessie’s. He threw items from boxes, in a vain attempt to find some solution to his predicament. There, in the bottom of a box of theater equipment came the solution, an old wig of wavy blonde hair. Perfect. The disguise was complete. Now, to muster some assistance.Glen locked the door to the equipment room. He dropped his pants, and took off his shirt. He would have to stick with his shoes, but they were plain white tennis shoes, and could easily pass. He pulled out his cell phone and started flipping.