Bjorn was from Sweden and I think that Nicki found him hot but of coarse she denied it. Bjorn had blonde hair, blue eyes, very broad shoulders and w...as probably 6'2 or 6'3. I getting ready for my trip that morning, when I went to the living room. There was Nicki setting up camera's in all parts of the room. I could tell that she was nervous about this particular shoot. I reminder her that I had called Charlie (our landscaper)and he was going to send Bjorn over to finish the yard. I said. She put a pile of books down and walked to the front desk, where a new student to Smythson High was throwing books over the counter at her young female assistant. His language horrified her.'Now young man I wont have that language used in here...''Why don't you fuck off old lady! I ain't paying no book fines you hear!' He turned on his heels and walked out leaving poor Patricia sobbing.'Well, I never!' Catherine O'Shea was almost fifty five but often seemed older with her fastidious ways and. I went outside once to put some rubbish in the wheelie bin and it felt nice having the gentle breeze tickling my little titties and especially my pussy. I felt my nipples get hard and my clit came out to play. I wanted to have another go at giving myself an orgasm right there in the driveway but I had things to do and I reluctantly ignored the tingling.One of the things that I had to do was some clothes washing, not mine, they were going to go into the bin. Mum had always told me that it’s best. ....sorry", he stuttered out and I told him to drink up as we were leaving. Craig came back and we finished our drinks quickly and I locked up with the snow still falling and the streets completely white. We began our trudge home, and immediately I almost slipped but young Craig held me up and offered his arm for the rest of the journey. What a nice young sexy gentleman.Noel lagged behind whilst Craig and I chatted, his warm muscular body protecting me from the conditions and it was already.