I am a single man and my home is looked after by a very discrete, very kindly older middle aged lady known as Mrs Bridges, she is a superb cook and a ...onderful housekeeper and brilliantly tight lipped, which I respect greatly. Her husband is my gardener/ handyman, he is older by a few years and keeps things in good order for me. If the patients come to visit, the good lady keeps a very low profile and she never normally meets my patients, partly for her own safety partly for discression but. Miniskirts became acceptable school wear only in my 1965-1966 school year--we had graduated in 1966--and then with caution. Hers was especially short. In addition, I realized that I was seeing her golden Mediterranean skin, not hose of any sort. Her skirt wasn’t shorter than what the cheerleaders wore, but their pleated skirts, striped in school colors, clearly were a costume. Her stretchy, solid-colored, skirt was both more subtle and more provocative. On her feet were low heels, nothing wild. Billywas supposed to be at Tim's after all. She came in, and found the TV on,still connected to the porno Billy had watched the night before. Thedoor to the back porch was open. That's where they found Billy, passedout and wearing her bikini. She could smell the pot from the nightbefore."OMG!" Katie exclaimed. But Sam quickly covered Katie's mouth, anddragged her back inside. Billy was still passed out, and didn't awake.Inside, Sam talked quietly with Katie. "Shhh! Don't wake him." I. She deaked and darted, trying to avoid his capture. Finally, Dan grabbed her by the shoulder and tackled her to the ground. She landed on top of him, laughing hysterically. He couldn’t help but laugh too.“You’re, you’re going freeze your cute little ass off.”“No I won’t, I’ll have you to keep me hot and bothered.” Wendy pressed her lips hard to Dan’s, both of them breathing hard through their noses.“Will you please put your clothes on?”“That’s a switch, you should be saying, ‘Will you please.