I can see you are reassured by this and you stand more confidently in front of me. Again and again I use the flogger, soft blows each time, moving ove... your stomach, your legs and your breasts till most of the loose wax is gone. There are a few patches left on your breasts, a couple on your thighs, and I have not touched your pussy as yet. I reach out with my hand and remove the wax from your thighs, and tell you that I am going to have to be harder to remove the rest. I am going to start with. That’s a given. I’m talking about the property, I meant with the homestead. I love it.”“Yes, I know,” he replied.She slapped his arm, and he grinned. “Let’s look.”They spent the next few hours looking over the property. True to the agent’s word, they set the place up to operate as a horse ranch. Three of the barns were full of hay. They fortunately covered it well, and the roof of each looked well made. Another barn looked like a maternity facility and the other contained haying machinery. Some. And her overall figure was still curvaceous enough to attract attention as had happened last month at that bookstore when a man had actually propositioned her right there among the stacks. Unlike Kyle, however, the man held no attraction for her at all and she immediately dismissed him and walked away.But Kyle was different. Was it simply the fact that he was so much younger than she? Or was it his charm when he wasn't making very obvious overtures? Perhaps it was his self confidence which she. ’ ‘You know what they say – when I’m bad, I’m very bad. How often do you shag Marcia?’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ he said, feigning shock. ‘Let me put it another way – how often do you put this gorgeous protrusion which is pressing into my tummy, into your wife?’ ‘She has no reason to complain.’ ‘Boy, you should have heard her earlier. She was complaining like a bitch.’ ‘That’s because she’s jealous. Always has been. She’s afraid you and I are going to make love. Which we are.’ ‘Are we?’ Tara asked.