She stood, looking up at a steel and glass structure that seemed pretty fancy to be in the business of publishing obscure journals. It was also in a p...etty ritzy part of town.She felt better when, by consulting a six foot tall directory on a granite wall, she found out that Miffen and Combs only took up one floor of the building. She took the elevator, examining a chip in one of her French tips on the way up.The elevator doors opened into a small waiting vestibule, with a half circle desk, a. I turn around and get in real close. He reaches around, puts his hand on my butt and slowly rubs it. I feel a stir in my crotch, but thankfully my penis is tucked away. The next thing I know, Jason has left Magda and I'm now sandwiched between both of them. We dance for a couple of moments as and I look over to Magda who is watching with great interest as we all move to the music. Again the music begins to change and Magda is now the recipient of the sandwich treatment by both Frank and Jason.. " He indicated a comfortable looking leather chair. "Sit down, my dear chap. May I offer you a Madeira? I usually imbibe a glass at this time of the day; doing so aids both my digestive and cognitive tracts." He laughed, and his chubby cheeks wobbled. However, for all of his bonhomie Stafford soon got to the point of the meeting as we sipped our glasses of Madeira."Timothy Whyte-Taylor sent information regarding the French to London throughout our several wars with that pernicious nation. He is. Now, which of these brawny, young lads takes care of the vigor?”I gasped at this, in delight, laughing at James’ mystification. It had been one of the oldest of jokes at school that when we married, we should be allowed two husbands, the first, an older gentleman with an income, the second, a younger man to provide us with ‘vigor.’ Mrs. Pembleton chuckled and grinned at me, and I whispered back, “James is extremely vigorous. Extremely!”She eyed him curiously, and said, “Hmmm! Really?” this was.