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I think I could get aith actually saying soh not on Wednesdays The oldies crowd are nothing if not attentive

And that’s why I love them

Anyone who tells you they became a teacher because they love kids is a liar Teachers become teachers because they want a captive audience And the teacher in me loves the oldies and their rapt attentions

“Are those knickers?”

“I believe the correct ter

“No, not in the painting Those” The rake-thin granny wearing sensible tweed points overfrom the corner of the frame”

I whip around and spot what she means

Dammit

No taking photographs of the Duchess of Dalforth ju to retrieve a pair of silver La Perla panties please!

“These—”

“Are—”

“Just—”

“Need a hand, darling?” My husband’s honey-dripped drawl sounds from behind me, followed by the usual murmurs of pleasure, plus one exclamation

“Ooh, look! The duke is here!”

“Ah, yes Hello, sweetie” I turn and shoot him a smile as a chorus of “ahhs” sounds around us

“Oh, look, the duke is joining us”

“Such a handsoether”

That one usually comes up when he has those daination

The duke joins our little tour groups occasionally, and I hear it’s become a bit of a treat that the tourists look forward to Will he be joining us? Won’t he?

Just typical I lead the tours, and he gets the accolades

No one see on Wednesdays He likes the Wednesday tour groups best because the oldies tend to be a little deaf and a little slow It rabs enerally can’t keep his pace He likes to whip hts out of me

My husband does see for hallways and walls, come to think of it

But if you’re wondering if that’s howfronation He’d peeled the me halfway up the staircase

I was running away from him

We both love the thrill of the chase