" If you are talking about your meeting with the King and his appointment of you as his unofficial bodyguard, He has already discussed the matter with...me, and we have reached complete agreement on that. By the way, I must applaud you discretion in making sure that only a limited number of trusted people know of that undertaking. Actually, most of this trip is so that we can discuss that and related matters." Ah, very well Jorst. I had hoped that you already knew about the situation and were in. " You better wait until my dad's out of the house," I told him. "He wants me to have to do this alone." Saw him and his girlfriend driving off with your little brother as I pulled in," Benny told me. "I won’t tell if you won’t. Unless you want to do this by yourself." Shit, no!"He nodded. "Then let's get crackin'."I'll just say that a painter who knows what he's doing -- and has tarps and a spray gun -- can easily do in a few hours what would take three times as long for three teenage boys. We. Slave begs Master to be allowed to renew Masters taste in slaves mouth." A condition of my slavery was that at all times the last taste in my mouth was to be the taste of my Master, either his cock or his cum. So every time I was allowed to eat or drink I was required to beg to renew that taste. It was his rule and I could not remember his ever having failed to oblige me in that plea, even when, as now, he had just had his cock in my mouth moments ago. The taste that I was begging for however. The ex-Army officer with a couple of gun-trained Labradors walking at heel, the faded beauty with her Labrador and a rather stringy Springer Spaniel, the elderly lady with her equally elderly mongrel, and Sue.Sue walked dogs for other people but had her own elderly and arthritic dachshund plus what seemed a totally characterless white miniature poodle. She lectured Richard severely when his dachshund, Tilly, had gone missing for the umpteenth time."You'll lose that dog for ever," she would.