Stanley came to the area and fell in love withthe views. His wife, Flora, suffered from tuberculosis and coming tothe mountains was part of her cure. ...hen they arrived, sometime around1900, he absolutely had to have this plot of land. Of course, thepeople of the city knew this land to be haunted and felt it was linkedto old Indian burial grounds." Of course. Doesn't that always seem to be the case in hauntings?" I'm just telling you like I heard the stories. Choose to believe whatyou will. The. But...I have never felt this type of helplessness in my life and I have endured many things.I did not know why I am so much affected. Without a word, Master pulled my hands behind me, and I felt the coolness of the cuffs as they closed about my wrists,next a blindfold was placed around my eyes and finally a leash was clipped to my collar. He pushed my head down, which pulled my bottom up, and he spread my legs even wider with his knee and feet...,,Hold on i want see you"...I heard the voice of. Didn’t say anything at all. Then without any explanation or warning he turned over in the bath and swung his gorgeous leg up over the side of the bath until he was lying on the side of the bath straddling the lip, his leg dangling down and exposing his exquisite ass to me, pale and steaming in the half-light of the late afternoon. He still didn’t say anything but somehow radiated longing. I gasped inwardly, shocked with delight, my cock rapid in its tumescent response. Alarmed, I hid my cock. He said he wanted to get naked, so I came off his cock with a slurpy sound as he stood up and took off his jeans and shirt.....Wow, he had a flat stomach and very visible abs, this was truly one hunk of a man and I had him all to myself. I felt like a girl in heaven...He walked to the kitchen and grabbed himself another beer and I watched with my eyes glued to his cock as he walked back, it sticking straight out like a flag pole. I couldn’t wait to get my mouth back on it and before he got back.