”“Really? So nothing any of you feels particularly strongly about? No incredible news or wonderful events happening in their lives? No new marriag...s or divorces, anything like that?”I was starting to push now – mentioning divorce would really put her on the back foot.“No, they’re all married, so why would there be a new marriage?”“Well, let’s face it – almost fifty per cent of marriages end in divorce, so the odds say that at least two out of the four of you will end up divorced. We’ve been. My first thought was to cross the road and beat the living shit out of the dude for being a smart ass. My second thought, was less violent. I could woo him with my sex appeal. “Hey Vegas, you’re not gay are ya?” I whispered. “What?” He whispered back. “You’re not gay are you?” I repeated. “No,” Vegas whispered back. “I’m fucking horny,” I whispered. “Shut up!” Vegas replied. “No,” I replied, “I’m serious.” “Put a finger in it,” Vegas replied. “A finger won’t do,” I whispered back. I could. “Give me a location or would you like me to suggest one and a day and time”.“I am available any time Mick, you decide for I am yours to manoeuvre”“Your profile told me your suburb. I know the shopping complex, you have only one and that is in Dawson street, there is a coffee shop in the complex called ‘Make mine hot’, I could meet you this coming Thursday, say two o’clock and if you are happy with the physical get together we make further plans to accommodate your hope”.“Yes that is great. I. I'll get the water running for you," Sandy offered him, quite pleased at his answer."That's my girl. You've come a long way from your days as a frustrating cock tease," Julian observed."Thank you, again, Master Julian," Sandy replied, blushing as she recalled those days. She had enjoyed them back then, but she learned afterward that this was not her true purpose.She hurried to start the shower, and then her Master joined her in it to wash each other's bodies clean. Despite his expectations,.