"Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground, long heath, brown furze, anything."He reflected, in the midst of his contin...ing battle with nausea, that few of the present generation of semi literate kids in our God forsaken wreck of a once great country had ever, in the whole of their rotten, useless, miserable and hopefully short lives, read these words! And thanks to the craven, traitorous gang of cretinous Europhiles who ran the UK these days with their crazed. Hearing the waves in the background even relaxes you more.Everything else just loses focus as the waves roll through your head.Relaxing your mind more and more, you know?It feels so good to give up your control to the relaxation that just suddenly overtakes you.So willingly, to free the mind to it, isn't it?We all want that don't we?To just shut out everything, but what is important.Like the relaxing waves.Of course, the body feels so warm and comfortable.The mind just surrenders to these good. M. for the three jogging down the driveway. Carter joined them with a greeting of, "Morning, Colonel, Ladies," as they turned onto the county road, the greeting exuberantly returned by Jeff and the two women.A few minutes later, they made the first turn on the steep and winding mountain road, snow banked high along the sides from the snowplow. Jeff glanced over at the big man. He barely makes the minimum run requirement for the team, but excels at most of the other requirements. He would give. She completed her work and asked me to lift the bundle. In the process her soft melons touched my shoulders. I became restless.As usual I did my work and left the place. I masturbated twice by thinking of her that day. On a particular day it was cloudy in the morning. I came to the place and sent the watchman for coffee and cigarettes to the main road which was about 2 km. Till that day I was waiting for the right opportunity to fuck her. She might be trimming grass in her form. Suddenly there.