Put it in my room, while I check out the spa.”“On it, Pearl,” I said, trying to ignoring the increasingly snarky attitude that my boss had been ...sing with me recently.Pearl Campbell is a best-selling wildlife photographer and author, her latest work in progress specialising in wetland birds and waders, hence her luxury hotel booking overlooking the Norfolk Broads estuary marsh, awaiting birds migrating from summer feeding grounds in the arctic circle, to see out the winter in gentler. She came up to me and gave me the biggest hug and toldme to relax.The she said, "What a great weekend we are both in store for."I sat on the bed while she went into the kitchen and returned with abottle of wine and 2 glasses."Let's just relax and have a real girl's weekend together." she saidas she poured the wine. "Now, tell me what to call you, when you aredressed like this."I had never really thought of a gal name for myself, but I blurtedout: "Dawn, or maybe just Dee, for short."Well that. I raced to get ready. I slipped on a pair of khaki slacks and a light pullover sweater. The night air was cool and I didn't want to wear a jacket. Once I slipped on my shoes I was ready to go. Jan lived about 6 miles away, in a very quiet, almost secluded neighborhood. As I neared her street address I noticed a smart-looking cedar paneled home with the garage and front lights blazing. Sure enough, it was Jan's place. I guess she wanted to be sure I didn't miss it. I pulled into the driveway and. Igor picked up the soldering iron and the copper wire and gave her back the same cruel treatment with molten copper that already her belly and breasts had to endure.Forbidding her to come was a new finesse in her torture that nearly made her crazy. She felt like a dog that could see the sausage but couldn't eat it. She had to restrain herself whichwasn't easy for her. She wanted so much to come again.Again her body was tumbling between pain and pleasure. She performed a delicate dance at the.