Mrs. Claus laughed and assured them she was only kidding."I said almost," she broadly smiled. "Seriously, I don't know what I'd do without you girls."...he smiles now on all her helper's faces were just as warm and genuine. Their gratitude and affection toward their employer was the result of far more than the salary they received, which was worth noting, was higher than the minimum wage Phoebe had originally expected. Mrs. Claus was a lot more than just the person signing the checks. She was a. She led me to the living room and sat me on the sofa. “Let me help you.” She moved around behind me and began rubbing my neck and shoulders. It felt wonderful and relaxing. I laid my head back and enjoyed as she worked down my right arm, then my left, followed by my chest. She moved in front of me and continued down the top of my legs, then worked each calf muscle before working back up my legs with one hand on the outside of my leg and one on the inside. She was working on my right leg as she. One final day got a chance to be with her as my mom have to go Kolkata and was so happy, will be alone for a week, so I told her that for a week will be free bird. I do not know what she thought in her mind? So finally the day arrive mom left to Kolkata and I am alone got a chance 4 enjoyment so boozing with friends but have in mind that have to use this time with her.One final day I have asked her to come my home, but she denies; but last she was convinced and mind you my dear frnds I am a. .Bonnie and I were at our friends house attending a bbq. The part was an opportunity for my wife to show off her new swimsuit and pinup look...and boy did she. She looked incredible and garnered almost all of the attention from the male party goers. In particular, a neighbor of our friends named Hank...who Bonnie and Sharon had run into two weeks prior but Bonnie had left out that detail. Hank was a few years older than us and was a pilot for a local airline. He was tall with rugged good looks.