We all Love you just the way you are! Go ahead and go swimming with the gang, I’ll assume the ‘monkey-minding’ duties for you! Charlie, just get...me a wine cooler if you would, please?”“Will do, Freckles sweetie.” I said as I joined Bob and Greg in the kitchen. Mary and Sarah were getting the small tables set up on the pool benches just as we came out with trays of beverages for everyone.I chuckled when Joni and Sheila pointed me to the open seat between them, with Bob and Greg being guided to. "Fuck Dave don't get me pregnant" "I had the snip after the twins were born" 35 years ago. Jane had been baby sat by my k**s."Okay lets go get some dinner. I'm hungry" I said. We went and got some groceries at the supermarket and i paid. She cooked the steak great with some green veges. I read the boys a story and put them to bed. When I came back out Jane had been in the shower she stood wrapped in a towel. "We have to trim your bush. Get scissors razor and soap" I asked she raced off dropping. So, my next step was to scour the Internet for everything I could possibly find on Master / Slave relationships. What was possible and what would get the wind in my sails or should I say, wood in my mast?What I discovered was rather simple. Actually it was reaffirming. First, I was not alone. The Internet was full of information on all sorts of Master / Slave relationships. Second, I simply wanted the freedom to do whatever popped in my head without reservation or hesitation. The questions that. Myers! Nicholson! Smith! he roared. As I neared the group of tents, I noticed how empty it was. Turning back around, I could just about make out a large group of guys heading out of the camp, towards the large stream, several hundred metres away. I swung my head back around towards the group of tents and saw Jack Myers and Chris Nicholson staring straight at me, spreading out, ready to catch me. I tried to change direction, but my bare feet slipped in the moist, leafy undergrowth and I fell to.