I still cringe about having to do that, but at least I'm alone.I have a shower: standing on the toilet foot pads, turning on the water and letting it ...ascade off my naked body and down the toilet.I shave my pussy again, as they've told me. I shave my scalp, too.I get dry. With no hair this doesn't take long and the towel is only just damp at the end of it. It's quite warm in my cell. The water was hot too., I'd half expected it to be cold; my gaolers obviously aren't being as unreasonable today. No sense carrying around that kind of money now that it was out of its hiding place.It was a very wealthy but morose Bandy who mounted the driver's box of his wagon with the two warriors riding their horses beside him. On the other hand, no less than a dozen women, having heard of his new wealth, had already offered their services to him, in any way he wanted and I saw one lying on the floor of the driver's box already working on Bandy's cock. I didn't think Bandy's gloom would outlast the. He shot his cum all over the picture, then he took a knife to it and cut it up. "Thank you baby for that." he said. "I kinda enjoyed that Daddy." she told him. He told her he'd be back in a minute, and left the room."We have company, Baby I want you to go down stairs and bring him up here." he said. She went down and open the door to find her the man who lives next door. His wife's out of town for the weekend. " Come in Daddy said for you to come up." she told him. Locking the door she took him. Cook not knowing what it was all about, “saying their guess was as good as hers!” And her husband joining them saying “he had been a bit concerned about why the meeting until he heard there was tea and buns, which had him worried wondering if it was to soften some sort of blow!” that had them all worrying! So, by Saturday, at three it was four gloomy faces stood surveying a stand of cooks most succulent buns and a pot of tea awaiting the young master and the mistress. First Monty appeared.