With a quick unbutton and unzip, I pulled off my pants and stroked, watching her. ‘Ohh, sirrr,’ she moaned. ‘I’m so wet. Please, tell me what ...o do, let me be your relief again! You know I’ll do whatever it takes, for my man…’ She dropped to her knees and crawled up to me, kneeling between my legs and looking at me cutely. She drew a finger lightly down my leg, over my knee as the leash swung slightly from her delicate neck. ‘Would you,’ she said giddily, knowing the question she was about to. Im sorry Mark, it wont happen again. Good not lets take that shower. Chapter 4 After the shower we got dressed and I sent mom down to make lunch. The doorbell rang. I heard mom answer the door. Then I heard someone loud talking. I stuck my head out and looked down the stairs. There was mom talking Mrs. Johnston next door. What do you think you were doing? she said to mom. Im sorry Sarah. I was half asleep and I forgot that I wasnt wearing a nightgown. What kind of women sleep in the buff. Its. I was taken aback slightly, so I blurted out,"I rather like the strap-on actually,"Patti replied," Oh yes I love that too, but my favourite is her double ended dildo.' Just then Carol reappeared with a tray of drinks and caught the tale end of the conversation, she laughed and said,"I don't know Ann, I leave you alone for five minutes and already you're trying to get my friend in to bed." We all thought it was funny and laughed, it seemed to break the ice. I was now sure that Carol had invited. She had no ken of the Norse Gods but she figured they were just as disapproving as the straight-laced religious folk back home.Early in the morning, the outlines of the shoreline started to poke through the fog bank and she could see the children running up from the beach to sound the warning to their elders. Far off in the distance, she could hear the haunting sound of the horns echoing out to their slow moving vessel. Boroth moved his huge hand possessively on her buttocks making her feel the.