She went on a thirty day retreat at Greystones, then went on to her mother’s house.“Peter, her husband, assumed she had come to be with me and tha... we were having an affaire. I ask you? Her mother had just died and I’ve not long lost your Mum. Would either of us be interested in an affaire? We’re both in our fifties, for crying out loud! He came here with Thomas his son, and when I opened the door they crashed in.“The door must have hit me in the face and I fell back and hit my head on the. ?Yes Mistress Kat, I understand,? Kurt replied. ?Good. I’m glad. Get up,? Kat said. She stood up and pulled Kurt along with her. He gave a little resistance when it seemed she would pull him to his feet and dropped heavily onto his knees. Kat’s grip on the leash prevented him from falling to all fours like a true slave. ?I think today’s lessons had some effect,? Kat remarked, slowly relinquishing the chain until Kurt was able to crawl. Keeping a tight hold on the leash. He started French kissing her but within a second of the kiss starting he blew a full toke of the pot smoke into her mouth. He broke the kiss when she coughed and he laughed trying to make it a light moment but she wasn't very happy about it. But he stayed on his feet and massaged her shoulders and after just a few minutes did the same thing again pulling her head, lifting her chin and then kissing her and blowing a mouth full of smoke into her mouth. Again only when she coughed did he break. "Stand still, my pretty, but part your legs for me."Diane sighed, and moved to obey. She was more than happy to have Heather use her, but when Heather left it sometimes meant she was to satisfy someone else. She'd begun to dread servicing the needs of the Jones man.While she was standing exposed for Heather's leisure entertainment, a large black car pulled up in the courtyard. The driver rushed out to open the door for someone.Heather started to rub something against Diane's outer lips. Then it.