What the hell was I thinking? What am I doing with my life? I began to wonder if I had betrayed myself to become someone I really wasn't. Was I doing ...he right thing? Is this what I wanted my life to be?It was funny as I floated there along my subconsicence how I felt like a pot of water on its way to a boil. My emotions, my fears, and my doubtsbubbling, rolling and rising to the surface. Bubbling out of control! Mylife had become the water in the pot. A pot full of hooks and fantasies. We retired to the bedroom Jay stripped to her stockings and suspenders I bent her over the bed head down arse up – how many lashes bitch – two dozen Master she replied I think I’ll need them.I was applying the last six when there was a knock at the door when I said come in the doors not locked – they stood open mouthed as I delivered the last six lashers – god she’s dripping said Jack – stripping naked and getting on to the bed Jack said put her onto my cock – looking at it shit I thought it. " He then jumped in his truck, pulledaround me and I followed.I was thinking that once he pulls into the rest area I will just keepgoing, but the closer I got, the more brave I became, and all of a suddenI was following him into the parking lot. I fixed my hair and put on alittle more lipstick. He watched me as I fixed my lips. I even sprayed alittle bit of perfume on my wrists that I had hidden in the glovecompartment. I smiled at him and he helped me out of the van. "What's apretty young. The next couple of hours flew by with Millie showing me how to use the glass washer and where the cellar was. There were bottles to be brought up and shelves to refill besides changing several barrels during the afternoon. The old arm was aching a bit from pulling all those pints as well.A couple of times - well, a lot of times really - Millie came behind the bar with me and I'm damned sure she rubbed those Bristols across my lower back on purpose. Although to be fair there wasn't much room.