I should simply continue my work as Jeeves until I have a better, more comprehensive understanding and deduce my best options.Next morning, as I began...my regular duties, I found myself looking at everything in a different way. I viewed the family members as before, but not Miss Frobisher. She, I saw with new eyes. I observed as she watched the family members go about their normal business at the breakfast table. Her attention now seemed more of an examination; as if she was looking at them for. "I'd say a solid C," she said with a wicked grin (the best grin of all) after a firm squeeze as if checking a melon for freshness, she twirled as said "Let's go, Enchantress," and suddenly the game was afoot, Watson!Knowing we would pass the vase clouds again, I stopped for another dozen donuts and a side order of nipple clamps before guiding this floozie home Along the way my hand gripped her toned butt cheek so tightly as if it were floating debris from the Titanic and I'm Kate Winslet.. They started jerking off faster now watching my naked wife….I told them to stop and come closer. They came close and I asked them if they wanted to touch. They both nodded their heads and I took both their hands and out them on my wife’s boobs. They were stunned and at a loss for words.They were touching a goddess of sex. Now they started fondling her too and I made her lie on her back so that both of them could have easy access to her. They both came on either side of her and kept fondling her. I guess you’ve figured out by now that I’ve got pretty good kids, for which I give their mother all the credit, because more often than not, she was the one who was home doing the parenting. So there I was facing a third Christmas without Shirley, and thinking decidedly erotic thoughts about Kristi Golden, which made me feel guilty as hell. ^ ^ ^ ^ My friend Ken’s thoughts notwithstanding, I didn’t figure I had a snowball’s chance in hell of getting a date with Kristi Golden. The reason I’d.