You want toput it in me?"Feeling guilty for making her feel bad, and with her saying she was sore,I said, "That's okay. I, I ju, just thought that to...ight we were goingto ah, you know, ah..." I was too embarrassed to tell her what I wanted.I didn't want to seem crass."Fuck?" she finished my sentence. "Is that what you were going to sayDanni? You want to fuck me?" N, n, no!" I protested. I didn't want her to think that was all Iwanted. "Ma, ma, make lo, lo, love. Not fu, fuck!" I. And watched by a nanny???Well, I know it sounds remote, dear. If it ever came to a tussle, Iknow, it would be over in an instant. But what if Nanny Mary turns herback and you dart for it???She locks the nursery???Well, what if she forgets???She never does.??Well, nannies can get careless???Oh, really, Emily? It?s a forty foot drop to the garden below and I?dnever make it past the nursery door let alone out of the house. Besides,where could I go dressed like this? No money, no car keys? She?d. I sometimes pretended I was Robin Hood, with lots of naked Merry Men and, being bisexual, a nude Maid Marian by my side, with the Sheriff of Nottingham in my sights. This sonofabitch had invaded my fantasies.The more I thought about it, along with being terrified I began to get angry. Being angry became being furious, and from furious it was only a short step to being completely, thoroughly, and totally pissed off.I wanted to kill the bastard!So? Go get him! The Stick whispered in my ear.And. Jasmine, or Jazz as they called her, was 14, tall like her mother, and willowy. Puberty had been very good to her. In the last year she'd gone from a very dumpy 4'8 and 100 lbs to a willowy 5'8 and 120 lbs. She was pretty like her mom, had braces laced with pink trim, and wearing some long track pants and a scrub type shirt with kittens on it."Cathy, today is take your daughter to work day, I hope you don't mind." I think I mentioned Jodi homeschooled her kids; I saw them around coming and.