I felt strong hands pulling back my long brown hair out of my face, as I heaved violently into the grimy toilet. I was shivering fiercely, again. If i... weren’t for this stranger, I’d have been on the floor, probably throwing up all over myself. I heard his voice again. ‘There you go, that’s it. You’re okay I got you kid,’ Finally I emptied all the liquid out of my stomach, and it seemed to settle. My eyes were blurred with unshed tears, my mascara now running down my face. I had always hated. This meant lots of meetings and case conferences, usually with other members of the team present. On all of these occasions he had his double red lights on so no-one could come in. Sometimes, about once a month or so, I would have a one to one with him, and this is when the cane came out! Not always but more often than not. He loved caressing my bare bottom, but never explored any further. He particularly loved me wearing white underwear. One day when we were alone he said he'd like a change. Jeffers said the rest of the evening. It would sure save him a lot of time and fuel if he could do the no till planting. He decided to give it a try. He had an old spray rig he thought he could get working. He knew his bush hog would work because he used it off and on during the warmer weather. Early the next morning Pete began cutting the field. With his small equipment it took him four days to do the job but he stuck with it. After he finished he hooked up his disc and smoothed out the area. Once in the room I took Patty in my arms and we kissed deeply as our hands moved over each other’s body. My hands found their way to Patty’s ass cheeks and I massaged her shapely ass as we kissed. Patty was glad that I liked her ass and she hoped that I would be willing to fuck her in the ass again that night. Within minutes we had stripped each other of our clothes and we stood naked in the room. My cock stood out like a flag pole displaying my obvious desire. Patty walked over to me and took.