We were on the freeway, still a few miles from the motel.I don't know how Jeri found this place. I never thought therewas a funky part of Huntington B...ach, but she found it."Don't ask, but one time I cheated on my husband, and the guy took me here. He said "If you aren't killing somebody, they don't care how much noise you make at the Star-Vue Motel.." Too bad he wasn't the guy who got a lot of noise out of me. I wanted to come back here so the three of us could fuck as noisy as we want. I'm. It was his routine.Until the farmer erected a new fence. A new electric fence. His howls echoed around the valley, his tortured cry as dozens of volts shot up his piss and fried his cock. He cried, begging for it to stop, his hands trembled as his stomach convulsed to bring several pints of England's finest ale onto the woodland floor.He should have learnt his lesson. Two weeks later, what the silly drunk bugger do? His went for a leak in the same place.He hadn't learnt his lesson.His second. Sheriff Logan was not amused, “What is it this time Mister Braithwaite?” he asked sarcastically.“Couple of slaves to induct Sheriff, two negros and a white bitch,” James informed him.“White slaves, we don’t have no white slaves,” Logan exclaimed.“Well I read slavery and property law at Princetown,” James reminded him, “And there ain’t a single reference to colour or race or any such thing.” “So?” Logan asked.“I’m giving these young uns a choice,” James explained, “They can take my iron collar. Now some of her relatives need to be stay there for nights so her parents request us to adjust some of the guest in our house, we had planty of rooms available so we said most welcome.I was busy in arranging beds for guest and than Rita came to house she was talking to my mom and than my mom told me that arrange on extra bed for Rita as well. As it was all full, I asked my mom that she will sleep in my room on bed and I will be sleeping on floor. and she agreed. Suddenly my heart beat increase.