She insisted that we come in to the room so she could see how it would be like to teach a class in the building. I closed the door behind me and I sat...on a desk. She took a marker and wrote on the board: “My name is Mrs. V, but you can call me Maya. Now Drop your pants.”I looked at what she wrote and sat there confused. Was she joking or flirting with me? She came up to me and said “I’ve seen you staring at my ass and my chest all day, you dirty little perv. Why don’t you do something with. "I would never go into a battle that I knew I couldn't possibly win, never."I'm sure that the ride to the pub in Pete's old jalopy set my recovery back by at least three years, but I liked the grumpy old sod and something he said on the way there set me thinking."I hope you're better before I go young Danny, else you'll have to start paying out for taxis." Trust me, Pete," I laughed, "You'll be paid well when I've done with your services mate, don't worry."Then I realised what he'd said."What. None of this ever happened but damn, wouldn’t it have been great?“She’s a fucking nympho Larry,” Keith said when I told my friend about mowing the neighbors lawn. “My brother has a friend that knows this guy that says she loves to fuck and doesn’t care which hole she takes your load in.”I looked at Keith in disbelief. Guys were always talking about classmates and not always in a kind way. But whenever the story included two to three people downstream being the expert it was bull shit and I. When I got in I was met by Abigail and Ashley (my second eldest). They told me their mother had gone to bed and they were wondering where I had been as I was so late getting home. I told them I had been at the sports club where I had been playing snooker.I went up to bed and as I got in Maggie cuddled up to me. Now this was my big test, I didn't want her to know I was suspicious of her so I had to play the loving husband. Well, I was the loving husband; it was Maggie who was doing the.