He was a tall man with rough features from his many years from working under the sun. He was a burly man, showed by his tight and ragged clothes that ...e worn. He jet-black hair was cut short and wild. He stared out at the tree line watching as fireflies blinked on and off as they flew.He blew a few smoke rings before clamping the pipe back in his yellowish teeth. He stretched his arms above his head before looking back at the trees. Damn I need a woman, he thought. Why did my wife have to die?. No commitment necessary other than respect and proper precautions.”He was curious, “What do you mean by ‘precautions’?”“If you are screwing anyone else then you must use condoms with me. I am on birth control so hope that won’t be necessary. The feeling of semen is important to my satisfaction and I hope you’d like leaving it behind!” [big grin]He reached for her hand which she gave willingly. He turned to her and said, “I’m may not be the world’s best stud but I know enough to get started. How. But then we got home and there on my computer screen was that voicefrom the past, that man with those dark eyes and raised eyebrowsand that huge cock staring out at me, and that commandingself-assurance! What was Vince's message? In exactly one moreyear to the day his contract with the Arab Emirates would end, andwith his pay, and stock options, and bonuses he'd be returning verywealthy. Very wealthy, he emphasized that! He wanted to pick upwhere we'd left off, fuck by fuck was how he said. There was Paul,a very naughty teenage boy whom the Abbot had strapped in the past;there was Eleanor who had received a spanking for her transgressions not so long ago,today the Abbot would use his strap on her. He smiled and felt the excitement rise. He returned to his book and awaited his first errant subject of the day.The Abbot barely heard the light knock on his study door. "Enter!",he said sternly. The door opened and a schoolgirl came into his study. The Abbot listened intently to her.