Suddenly she recovered and said you are a naughty fellow and it was difficult for her to grand my demand. I said ok then I shall leave.Reluctantly she...said ok and went in and brought a Bermuda. I went in to the guest room changed my dress took a shower and tried the shorts on; unfortunately it was tight for me. I took the towel wrapped around my waist and went in to the hall where she was seated watching the TV. I noticed she too hadfreshened up and she was wearing a loose top and Bermuda.. An attendant greeted her, towel in hand, as she pulled herself out. ‘Towel?’ ‘Thank you.’ Charlotte took the offered towel and started to dry herself. ‘When did that sign show up? I don’t remember it being here last time.’ The attendant, a perky brunette with a wide smile, wasted no time in responding. ‘They put those up last week. Some of the other patrons took it upon themselves to have sex in the spa. It, unfortunately, cascaded into the pool.’ ‘You mean they had a fuckfest?’ Charlotte. The church bell chimed, signaling the 5 o'clock hour. Confessions were ended, as I looked around the empty building, and locked the door for the night. I was disappointed, but relieved, that my newfound mistress had not shown up as promised. My loins ached in anticipation of our scheduled meeting, but, I knew I could remedy that problem after dinner in the confines of my room. Perhaps my trial was over and I could get back to tending my flock. From behind , I heard the familiar, soft voice,. I forgot all that stuff though and ran down the stairs because I couldn't believe Steve was really driving Thunder around town and he couldn't possibly be thinking of taking it to Oregon, could he?That would be ... Insane!"Hi Miss Russet," Lisa smiled at me as Steve helped her get out of the car and she had her collar on, but at least the rest of her looked normal. Designer jeans to show off her long legs and perfect ass and a loose shirt, like a man's dress shirt with the sleeves neatly rolled.