They both wanted the same things in life. A home with children filled with love but also friendship. They each wanted a spouse that would compliment t...eir lives, not to control or be controlled. They had made their way to the library where they talked. William had a brandy, Sarah had nothing to drink. It finally became so late they reluctantly agreed to return to their rooms.William escorted Sarah to her stateroom and bade her a goodnight. Sarah took his hand in hers and squeezed slightly. She. I rolled one of my occasional ‘special’ cigarettes, and wandered down further into the gardens. Id just got to a more secluded part of the garden to light up when the shorter of the two old men came over and started to make small talk. I could see straight away how pissed he was and could smell the booze on his breath. He re-introduced himself as Mike, reminding me we had met earlier and asked where my wife was. I told him Id had to put her to bed as she was a bit pissed and too tired to carry. You are the most important thing in the world to me." "I didn't mean for that to happen." "It's OK. It's OK. I didn't either." We stood and hugged each other. Tears were running down Carl's face, too. "I love you, Carl. I love you. I love you." He kissed me like he did when I was a girl. "It's fun doing things with them, but it's you I want." "I think so, too." Carl touched me lightly on my breast. I needed his love like never before. He unbuttoned the top button on my blouse. Then a thought. Maggie was nothing if not inquisitive and as she noticed Steven's involuntary display she began to giggle, “Oh Steven, you've got a bloody hard-on,” the expression on her face clearly delighted by the fact. “Oh hell,” replied Steven awkwardly. “I feel really embarrassed, you should never have started talking about getting your arse caned.“ Maggie chuckled. “You bad lad Steven, so does the thought of me getting my bum caned turn you on?” “Well,” began Steven trying to dodge a direct answer. “A.