With the dais completed and guards and piquets set I relaxed and took myself up to the top of the tower of St Catherine’s Church. The landscape was ...imilar to Lincolnshire’s fenlands. Low lying, marshy and boggy in places, with drainage ditches channelling excess water west towards the River Severn.From my vantage point I had good all round observation, and any one approaching Leigh Court could be easily spotted. Belatedly I remembered the flag wielding system I had thought about at Tewkesbury. She was at his mercy. Which at this point he was not exemplifying at all. She let her whole body get bounced and pulled and became completely limp. He felt the tension in all of her muscles just release. Her legs that were at this very moment wrapped around his waist became limp and just flailing this way and that. Her arms gripping the couch cushions for dear life, dropped over her head. His hands tightened around her hips like he was preparing to use a jack hammer and needed to. "What?" Anna asked."You're not going to prank me, are you?" she asked, eyeing us suspiciously.I sighed. "No. We promised we're not doing that any more. Not since last year." You better not," she said. She gestured widely, spreading her arms. "This house is a prank-free zone, got it?" Come on, Melissa. We promised," Anna assured her, looking sympathetic. "We didn't think you'd take it so seriously." I put that shit all over Facebook. Do you know how long it took to get people to stop asking. Morgan's tone. It sounded more like a jealous lover's tone than a mother's. "Really? He didn't say anything when he got home", Alicia said, hurt that Alex hadn't mentioned this to her. She decided not to say anything more, but instead went back to making breakfast.Moments later, Alex came downstairs, freshly showered and wearing only boxers. He stopped short when he saw Lauren sitting on the couch. "Well, hi there", Lauren said, giggling as she saw his face flush red with embarrassment. He.