Daphne Moon-Crane was After coming back from England to attend her favorite brother's Stevens funeral and burial, this was all she needed. She just some hot Earl gray tea, a hot bath, and some rest. The jet lag hadn't set in yet, but the flight from the U.K was hell and worse was the delay at JFK to switch planes. Turbulence all the way. That wimp Niles would have been sick all the way and his delicate stomach would never survive it and all the rich English food.
She was glad to be away from him for a bit. All had not been rosy these past couple of years. Niles's cavalcade of phobias had worn thin.
Always wiping his chair before he sat in a public place and all these food allergies. And ever since Martin Crane passed away a couple of years back really set him and his brother Frasier aback.
Niles found out being a father wasn't his cup of tea. And his psychiatric practice had all but dried up after that incident where he was accused of overcharging his clients. Granted the charges were dropped but after that, his heart was not in it anymore and he sulked for months. He was now working at the same pizza place as Bob "Bulldog" Briscoe."
Daphne finally had gotten a ride home from the taxi service. She let herself into the condo and headed to the bedroom. She opened the door and had the shock of her life.
There in her marital bed was Niles and Bob "Bulldog " Briscoe Bob was plowing his big dick in Niles ass. Niles was moaning and telling Bob how wonderful he felt.
"BLOODY HELL!" She screamed and whacked Niles on the head with her carry-all.
"DAPHNE Your home earl!" Niles cried out.
Bulldog rolled out of bed and ran into the bathroom.
"Niles I am NOT home early; I am 2 hours late. You were supposed to pick me up. You never answered your bloody phone, and I came home to find you in bed with, this creature.
"Hey, I resent that remark!" Bulldog said from the bathroom.
