Add to that, being medically discharged from the army as he was no longer fit enough for his old job.He was months in recovery, and had to relearn how... to walk after his leg injury. He had no job and he thought, no prospects of one. Then out of the blue he was offered training as a butler, of all things!He thought it was a bit of a sick joke, but the firm turned out to be an undercover operation aimed at recovering assets from criminals where ordinary legal methods failed to do the job. He was. .. well except for me of course ... and nobody’s done anything ‘naughty’ yet. All we’ve done is had lunch together while they all got settled in and I can’t say I know anything about that weird couple yet but somehow every time I’ve heard them speak I get the creeps. And having my own dad and mum and sis turn up was a real bummer. I knew sis was heading off for some sort of a summer camp along this river somewhere but ... well ... what the hell ... why did it have to be here? Why couldn’t I. Beatrice had drunk nearly a full bottle of champagne at lunch and wasmore that a little tipsy when she climbed into the taxi to go home, shegave the driver a panty-flash getting in and out of the car and talkedincessantly all the way.She was randy and feeling quite naughty when she got home and aftertormenting the banker and the taxi driver she was up for some seriousteasing and Steven Balfour was the obvious victim.She kept drinking and made Steven sit next to her on the couch on thepretext of. What are you doing to me?"I said "Sorry I had to lift my head up to see how big the head of that bolt is. I'll try not to get too close again."I laughed and squirmed out from under the bed. I told her I would be right back. I was back from the garage with a hand full of tools in five minutes. As I came back in I noticed her ass was now exposed and it looked very sexy. I started to wonder just how old she was. So I asked her. "How old was your husband when he died?" She said he was just fifty.