I was told a man named Fred would pick me up. One thing forsure is bus travel is awful and totally boring not much to do but readsleep and listen to ...y Ipod. Details of the trip are not forthcomingjust to many stops and sometimes told to transfer to a different busand to get some crappy road food to eat.I arrived at a half closed down depot I was the only passenger droppedoff it all kinda reminded me of a scene from "North by Northwest" butthere was an older guy with a shaggy beard he asked. Slave Boy then just stood there, waiting for further instructions.I told him I'd have to pat him down to make sure he wasn't recording anything or had any weapons on him. Of course, he didn't, I had just seen him naked but it was part of the role. As ordered, Slave Boy turned around facing the door, put his hands on it, and spread his legs a little bit.His butt looked fantastic. Slim, firm, and I just wanted to eat it then and there. I knew I'd get to fuck it soon enough.Walking up behind. It is on three floors and a basement. You get a room in the basement while you are living here.”“So I understand. Lay on, MacDuff.”“Don’t you mean, ‘Lead on, MacDuff.’?”“No, Mr. Jones. The correct text from the Shakespeare play MacBeth is, ‘Lay on, MacDuff’. You can use that as a trick question with your friends some time.”“Right. I think you and me might get along after all, Jeeves.”“I do hope so, Mr. Jones.”The tour took us all of half an hour; there were so many rooms to be identified, and I. "Thank you, M'lady." It's Deirdre. At least when we're in private." The lady admonished thenlet out another sigh. "You know, I'm actually getting used to peoplecalling me that, and calling myself that? Wonder if Harald has beenfeeding me something extra?" If he has been, it certainly hasn't calmed your temperament in theleast, dear." Katrina deadpanned. "If anything it's made you worse." Hormones." Deirdre nodded decisively. "I blame the hormones. And pubertycoming late." Don't pay attention to.