"Noooo, silly. 'Lovebirds' is just a figure of speech. I told her I wanted to do something nice for you 'cause you helped me out yesterday. That's all.... She was just teasing. You know what she's like." Oh," said Elaine, unconvinced. "What did you tell her? I still don't know what I can and can't say." Don't worry about it. It'll blow over. Do you want some wine?" Yeah, okay." Elaine was glad for the diversion. "So what have you made? It smells delicious." 'Thai Green Curry Chicken'. Don't worry.. “I am not sharing my password!” The words formed in my head, but refused to come out, instead, I meekly bowed my head, my eyes focusing on her pretty feet resting on a magazine.“LoveStoned. One word. Capital L, Capital S.”“Cute,” she grinned, her fingers tapping my keyboard as she accessed my entire life as I stood watching, my heart throbbing in my chest.“Wine, pet. Changing your password. DirtyGirl. Don’t worry, I’m not going to peek into your journal or your email. Just thought it would be. .. somehow, but not... oh, I don't know what I mean.Look we need to hire a maid-housekeeper in the New Year. OK?"I nodded. But I realised I didn't really want some stranger coming inand doing my jobs.* * *We enjoyed the Festive Season together. For me it was spoiled only byhaving to attend a few local functions in our roles as 'localnobility' and sponsors of various charities and other good works. Iwas all in favour of what they were trying to do, but my cripplingshyness made me useless. I hid behind the sprawling and heavily laden fig tree to avoid embarrassment.I continued to watch as James lay on his back in the sun and proceeded to masturbate using what appeared to be women's panties as an aid. I have a view looking at him from the feet up. As James was furiously involved in rubbing his cock he failed to hear the orchard gate click. I looked around and saw my wife Fiona approaching. I frantically gestured to her to be quiet and gestured for her to come quietly beside me..