.................................................................At 9 o'clock sharp there was a double rat-tat on the room door."Your breakfast is her..." a muffled voice announced.Nick donned his bath robe, decorously belting it to conceal his semi-erect cock. He opened the door to a beaming Poppy, pushing a trolley laden with their breakfast order."Good morning, sir!" Good morning, Poppy. Cathy, sweetie - look who's here!"Wigless and nursing a minor hangover, Cathy tried to dive beneath the. She said “I knew there was no way he could have this many business trips, what an asshole. How is mom”? She’s ok, she’s hitting the gin already, is there anything you need. Her eyes almost watered up but she held the tears back so I assumed she’d be ok. I gave her a big hug and left the room. Now I had to tell Nessa and it wasn’t going to be easy. “Nessa, I said as I cracked her door open. Can I talk to you for a minute? There is something important that I have to tell you.” “If it’s. I could put up with the incessant whining. I could even put up with her mom being over there all the time. But I couldn’t put up with her mocking and belittling me all the time. Then she quit her job and threatened that from then on that was going to be the way it was and I had better get use to it.” “Did she ever let you back into the bedroom- or shouldn’t I ask?” Yet again I cast a look her way. “Sorry! But I knew you didn’t get any honeymoon night!” “Nor any other night. She never once. As I get to the barn my Susie is sitting on a work bench, no I say, get one of the old kitchen chairs and lets go to the back. Once back on the dirt floor, I tell Susie to sit in the chair. I tie her legs to the chair legs, and her arms by her side. Both good and tight with manila rope. Now I take a plastic bag and put it over her head, and with duct tape tape it down tightly. Next goes her hood, with the belt buckled around her neck. Can you see anything my Susie? No not a thing she says. I.