But can you, if you please, can you tell him not to do those things any more. I’d like that.” “Sammy I promise that from now you will be safe....You won’t be hurt like this again. I promise.” Samantha’s simple reply of “Thank you Uncle Bob” made his chest tighten, his throat constrict and he had to touch on her head with an Uncle’s non threatening but loving touch before he could choke out “Good Night Samantha.” ©©©©©©©©©© The following Sunday morning Uncle Danny came to visit as. ”“I had visions all day of ending up in some goddamned British dungeon for the rest of my life. You don’t know what they put me through there.”“I’m sorry, lover. All the dungeons in England are privately owned. Customs has a nice clean, modern prison.” Wayne laughed at her in spite of himself. He was so foolish. “Come on, now. Let’s go find a nice quiet place to relax and make love. There’s the matter of repaying a certain debt, remember?”Wayne couldn’t argue with that. His reluctance and anger. She had watched and helped her colleagues do the tours many times but had never run one by herself. She knew a lot about the animals and so was not so worried about sounding like she didn’t it was just speaking to a group of people that gave her the creeps. She had always shied away from being centre of attention. As she continued to dress and head of for work she thought about it more and hoped there would be a small group, which would make it easier. “Morning Sam” she said cheerfully walking. He asked me what I was seeing and I told him it was a blue film of men having sex with men, he asked me about the repairs in my room and I told him to complete it, I never stopped watching the movie till the time he was working in my room. He kept on sneaking peeks at the screen for a short while to see what was happening.All the work was complete and he came to me and told me the work was completed and that I can come and check everything, I got up in front of him and he saw my hard on as I.