sirhugs
Riding to the Rescue
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- Jan 25, 2002
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Zeb was the 7th of 12 kids in Appalachia, so joining the army seemed like his best bet out of high school. He dreamed of being a Ranger, or a paratrooper, or sharpshooter. Imagine his confusion when his posting to Iraq was as "personal orderly" to a senior officer. But the personnel clerk says " it seems that you raised five younger siblings, you must be able to babysit some brass."
Still, Zeb got his 20 in, retired with a pension, but now seeks to supplement it. after all, he is only 38, fit, and knows everything about... keeping house and an officer's kit.
So he ends up signing up with an agency that places butlers and valets. Except the house he gets sent to has always had a maid, but the wife fired the last one for fucking her husband. not that she really minded, but she didn't get to watch or participate.
So when Zeb says, "I've always worn a uniform", wifey has a wicked idea, and tells him to look in the closet in his new room, the former maid's room...
Zeb needs to decide how much he really wants this job...
Still, Zeb got his 20 in, retired with a pension, but now seeks to supplement it. after all, he is only 38, fit, and knows everything about... keeping house and an officer's kit.
So he ends up signing up with an agency that places butlers and valets. Except the house he gets sent to has always had a maid, but the wife fired the last one for fucking her husband. not that she really minded, but she didn't get to watch or participate.
So when Zeb says, "I've always worn a uniform", wifey has a wicked idea, and tells him to look in the closet in his new room, the former maid's room...
Zeb needs to decide how much he really wants this job...

