"We would term it erotica,good quality and well written. Some of the finest European erotica fromthe past twenty years from the very finest adult auth...rs in France,Italy, and Spain." So porn then," Elaine insisted."Is that going to cause you a problem miss, miss errr," Sir Williamasked twisting around in his chair to face Elaine."Parcell," Elaine said. "Mrs. Elaine Parcell. And no, it's not aproblem it's just I am surprised."Sir William didn't reply, but rather he turned away from Elaine. Ed and Ellen Bradshaw were a bit older than us with two teenage daughters Jeannie and Tammi, nineteen and s*******n respectively, Jeannie a stunning blonde who had a steady beau and was usually with him, Tammi on the other hand was a brunette with small pert boobs and not quite as pretty as her sibling. They also had a large black Labrador dog named Bruno Tammi usually took out to the park so when I exercised our dog Honey sometimes with my young k**s I often saw them together and woe betide. The corridors were silent, the children of St Augustine’s hidden away in the vast network of classrooms waiting hungrily for the lunchtime bell to ring.His black gown hung perfectly on a coat hanger on the back of the door, its dullness contrasting with the array of colourful ties that hung separately from the same peg.The office was dark. One small window offered what little natural light the dreary winter’s morning had to offer, only marginally helped by the glare of his computer screen which. The whole thing seemed a frilly nightmare, but hardly a menace to anyone. The only odd thing was the maid uniform lay out on the bed, still waiting after sixty years to be worn. Of course, the cut of it was so short and sexy that I'm sure it must have been too risque for the 1940s or 50s.At first, I thought it was my imagination, but I was sure that I'd seen one of the lace gloves move.I did. It vibrated with some kind of life, and I put out my hands almost defensively, to stave off whatever.