. people!" I laughed at first, but she was serious and more than a little upset that I had found her request amusing. I just didn't see what was appea...ing about a slightly overweight, completely undesirable and almost unemployable man in his mid-thirties. There are loads of us around and she only needed to approach any rugby player on a Friday night to get all the nudity her camera lenses could handle. "It needs to be structured and ... well, a bit classy," she replied to my suggestion; I. Neither one of us said a word. He started to kiss me more on my neck and mixed in some nibbles and sucking. I felt my knees go weak. His strong hands were at my waist as if to hold me up until I felt his right hand gently cupping my right breast. A moan escaped my throat. He then pinched my nipple gently and brought it to attention. He always had loved my breasts. They obviously still turned him on.He whispered in my ear, "Let's go upstairs." I turned to face him with that hint of naughtiness. The music was already playing and a slow number had just started. "Would you do the honor of dancing with me?" I asked the Good Witch."We don't dance with the hired help," said the Tin Man. "Shouldn't you be working?"At first I ignored him and put my attention where it belonged looking at the good witch.I think he even pissed off his friends. "I don't remember anyone asking you," I said to the Tim Man. "I just asked the lady to dance." You're so rude Randy," said the Good Witch. "I'd love to. Maria and Sophia became lovers and eternal partners.The BequestAunt Sonya sighs and falls back. She is exhausted from telling the most amazing fairy tale I have ever heard. My mind is reeling at the intensity and the detail in her storytelling."Is there anything I can get you, Auntie?" I inquire."Please call the nurse for a pain pill and some juice." Of course." I go out and return with the nurse. Aunt Sonya takes the pill."Should I go now, Auntie?" No, no, there's more to tell you. Let me rest.