’ He lowered his face to the mug of beer he was holding and continued, almost too quietly to be heard, ‘I miss her. I think I’m going to lose he....’ John clapped him on the shoulder. ‘Don’t be a dunce, Simon. She’s pretty enough to model, and she’s enjoying doing something new – that’s all. You know, it sounds and looks to me like you’re actually jealous. Have you any idea how stupid that is?’ ‘Huh?’ was Simon’s witty comeback. ‘Simon, Marianne’s not going to do anything silly,’ Patty told him,. He told me he'd stick with me no matter what. I held him and I knew I was blessed to have him for a husband.The next morning, Greg called me to his office. I saw he was playing tapes of me and I quickly closed the door. I sat down. He turned to face me."Kimberly," he sighed, "I'm an old man." He grinned sourly. "You may have noticed."I looked away."I've spoken to your husband. We've, ahh, reached an agreement." He paused."I didn't think you'd tell him," he said. He turned away.I saw he was. To ensure that you're absolutely open with each other, I want you two to face each other, nipples touching nipples. Talk heart to heart." Mother and daughter turned to face each other, both blushing deeply but were too afraid not to follow his order. They faced each other, and stood close enough that their nipples slightly touched. "And it's also the time to rub your bottoms, but not your own. Put your hands on the other's butt, and slowly rub them. You're not allowed to rub your own." They. "I had to spend three days with some big white dude who thought he was Randy Jackson!" The school bus pulled up outside as Homer spoke, before honking twice."Oh well, mistakes were made, lessons learned, no harm no foul. All that good stuff." Bart stammered as he stood up making for the front door. Marge stopped him and walked directly up to him, eye-eye with her son."It's gone too far now Bart. I'm going to have to give you a punishment that sticks so we never have this problem again." Bart.