All I could here was the fucking machine slowly moving the black cuck back and forth into my cunt. Then you cam in, stud in front of me and asked what...has happened. Cum was dripping out of my cunt, down over my ass hole onto the couch, I said that I was very hot, put on my cat ears, tail and front pows and crawled into the back yard, I thought I would just see if someone wanted to fuck me at the hole in the wood fence. I got about half way over there and a man came into the yard and said he was. One day I came out into the garden and whilst Chris hung out their washing we got talking over the fence. I stood admiring Chriss shapely rear as she hung the washing. It turned out that Chris was all alone since her son was with grandparents and her husband was working all day. Chris asked if I fancied coming around for lunch. I agreed and around 30 minutes later I knocked at Chriss house. Whilst Chris put together a lunch of salad and sandwiches I sat at the kitchen table and made small talk. Half an hour.”It took me three minutes to move less than a meter.My legs worked fine. I knew I could walk. But the smallest motion felt like it would tear me apart inside, forcing me to limit progress to careful, tiny increments, each made with conscious, determined effort.The nurse was under one shoulder; Yael carefully held my right side. My bare feet shuffled on the cold hospital floor, inches at a time, leads and hoses swaying with every movement.I turned by degrees. Was lowered by. I'll ring if I need either of you."He waits until the two servants have left the room, their exit marked by the stout doors' concluding thud."Oh, Caroline, Caroline, you and that husband of yours. What am I going to do with the pair of you? Trespassing on my land, tut, tut. And there I imagined how kind I was when I warned you it was all private property near the top. I wanted to save you from all this. Didn't I say how you mustn't stray? The last thing I wanted was to have to bring you here.