Yep, just as boring as it sounds. The second type is later at night, mostly with just friends. Enough booze and weed to anaesthetize a small hospital,...completed with loud music. Luckily, this was the second type.Personally, I love parties at home. The best place is most of the time the kitchen (where the booze is), because everyone drops by a couple of times during the night. When the night continues, some small groups form around the house, where the intimate conversations take place. I love. ”“Milady.” She made a curtsey to the older woman, who nodded graciously. A governess does not curtsey to her charge, and she had not yet refused the position.They were four at luncheon, quite unbalanced. Lord Richard and Lady Deborah conducted the conversation from two ends of a table which -- if much shorter than the table at the end of which she had eaten (and drunk) dinner the night before -- was awkwardly long for that purpose. The question of her being a governess to the girl did not. It was almost like I never quit." I need a girl to lean against a car at an auto show for three days. She needs to be sexy looking so as to draw men over to the car and I thought of you. Can you do it?" I suppose." You don't sound all that enthused." To tell you the truth I was planning on calling you today and telling you to put me on you're A list. Leaning on as car doesn't sound as exciting as what I could be doing as an A girl." Too bad. That would have worked out well if you could work. I went up to bed leaving Dad snoring in his chair. Terry was asleep when I pulled on my pajamas. I kissed her cheek, wished a happy new year and told her I was going back downstairs. I closed the door and stepped across the hall and peeked in on Mom. She was lying on her side with the covers thrown back. Her nice big ass was showing because her night gown was around her waist. Instantly my mind went back to when I was 16 years old. I was looking at this same bed, my mom in the same position,.