Miss Holliday spun Miss Frost around and raised her miniskirt to show him the fresh stripes on her soft white posterior."Good work," said Mr. Leahy. "...id she freshen?" She was sopping," said Miss Holliday. "Do you mind if I clean her up?" Sure. I want to watch this." And Mr.Leahy leaned back in his leather executive armchair. Miss Frost could not be certain, but it looked like he was loosening his clothing behind the desk.With two quick touches, Miss Frost's miniskirt and bolero jacket were. The house was peaceful, just the sound of the radio drifting through from the dining room. Not enough to distract, just an agreeable buzz. It made a nice change, I have to say. Bless their cotton socks, but those kids were noisy little buggers.I was sitting at the small kitchen table reading The Times. This was nice. We didn't get to spend all that much time alone these days, what with the children and work. Life was good, busy, but good.I looked up from my newspaper as she pushed down the. More

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