This meant he was almost certainly already back at the castle.Given the last time I'd seen him he'd kissed me, I had butterfliesdancing the can-can in...my stomach. I had no idea what would happen nextand I was more nervous than I used to be before a night-time bombingraid.To our surprise Helmut was waiting for us in the courtyard. He wasdressed in his riding gear. Behind him the castle's four horses weresaddled and ready to go."You're all looking well," he said, smiling at me, "but it's too nice. Gabrielle didn't changeher completely. "Okay, sweetie, why don't you lie back and get relaxed," ordered Ms.Gabrielle. "Yes, ma'am," replied Amber automatically. "Like before, you'll feel sleepy," explained Ms. Gabrielle as she wipeda swab of antiseptic on Amber's arm. "How often will we have to do this?" asked Amber. "Daily for the first week...after that you'll shift to a liquid formthat you will drink with your breakfast," she replied. "Okay, this willsting for a second." Amber felt the. "You can't imagine how many times I've ... well, you know," she wrote back. "How many times you've what?" "Thought of you, and done things." "I've done those things too. Many times. So has mom." We continued our normal conversation, all the while passing our increasingly suggestive notes back and forth. There was an impenetrable wall between the two. In our table talk, there was no hint of the erotic events unfolding in our notes. "What color panties are you wearing?" I wrote. "Pale yellow. And. He then shoot's a massive load of love glue on her sexy huge tit's and say's "get up you dirty whore" grab's her by the hair and take's her to the bedroom and throw's her face down on the bed. I swear my cock has never been so hard as it is now watching as my good friend slam's his big, rock hard cock in the woman that I love more than anything and start's fucking her now dripping, wet cunt hole doggy style and tell's me how he has wanted to fuck her so bad for so long and thank's me for.