He had just finished working on the oil rigs so was in the pub almost every time she was working. She did not know this but he had been in prison for ...arious things in the past. It was often quiet in the pub and they were left almost alone often.The chatting up and flirting was starting to reach a new stage now though.The pub was quiet and she went to the public toilets. As she came out he was there having ‘just’ come out of the gents.He just took her hand with no objection from her and kissed. “I know,” Jake said with a sigh. He asked, “What can I do?”“Keep your distance from her,” Stephen said.“I don’t want to,” Jake said with a sigh.“I’ll have to think about it,” Stephen said.“Oh, Stephen,” Mel’s dulcet voice rang out.“What, dear?” Stephen asked.Mel stuck her head in the dining room and said, “You and Jake need to get dressed now.”Stephen looked down at himself and then over at Jake. Confused, he said, “We are dressed.”Mel said, “I want you to put on something nice.”“Like what?”. Then those bastard screws asked him if he wanted to clean me up, or just watch."Oh, I think I've had enough of her, but I wouldn't mind watching for a bit."They were careful. They undid my legs and buckled them to a pole that held them about half a metre apart. Then undid the belt round my waist, and half carried me to the shower and put me in. It was the man who stripped and went in with me, turned the shower on – it ran cold for several minutes and he made sure I got the full benefit of that. When Ian arrived I took him to the lounge and got him a drink. Zara came in wearing a loose blouse and skirt. After dinner Zara put on some music and following Georginas training did a slow strip. She undid the top few buttons and moved her blouse over her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. FUCK ME, youre pregnant Ian blurted You lucky bastard, fucking that If you want, you can fuck me to Zara replied I smiled in agreement and continued watching Zara move, she was a natural dancer..