When that was finished, I reset all the valves and switches before I poured myself a shot glass of extra virgin olive oil. I was back on the toilet wh...n I opened the release valve for the olive oil storage container. When it was empty I closed the valve and quickly drank the glass of fresh oil. I figured I was good for another four thousand miles. I know that is silly, but it was my sad little joke.It took about an hour to do all that nonsense. When I was finished, I debated going to the Cloak. “Well, in that case, yes, I’ll keep an eye on him.”“Thanks. I do still worry about him misbehaving, even if I have got this,” Cerys fingered the key that hung on a chain around her neck. Allison knew it was the key to Gordon’s chastity cage. “I’ll text him.”“How has he been since last week?”Cerys laughed and coughed at the same time. “Attentive, apologetic, contrite.”“And sore arsed?”“And sore arsed. A regular programme of pegging and spanking does seem to be keeping his mind on what’s. I was very excited. We got to the airport only a bit early and I was the first to spot Rachel, accompanied by a flight attendant. I jumped up and down and waved; she saw me and ran over. We hugged while Chaz signed a slip of paper for the attendant.We got Rachel's luggage and sat together in back, talking."Can you all come over for a barbie tomorrow?" Can we Mum?" I suppose so. Did you ask your parents, Pat?" Unh ... no. But I'm sure it's okay. Rob'll be there, too." I'll phone your mum when we. She'd 'give you her last Rollo'. When her periods started, she came to me without a second thought. At thirteen she was starting to fill out a bit and by the time she was fifteen she had half the boys of her age and older in hot pursuit ... but took no interest in any of them beyond being friendly. The few times she gave in and went out on a date, she was home well before the midnight curfew I set. If I asked her how it was, she just shrugged."It was okay," she'd say. "There's no ... spark,.