" How do you feel then?" I think it's nice. I think it's nice because, you've at last found, your true self and it shows." Do you?" Absolutely. So are...you going to tell me how your wife felt?" All right then." Go on." It all happened one Saturday when she had decided to visit some of her relatives. She knew that I would likely be bored and suggested she go on her own. This of course suited me down to the ground, because as soon as she was out the house, I was up into the loft to fetch my. ”I knew what he was suggesting, which was something I wanted all along, and responded with, “And where would that be?”“Are you staying at a hotel?” He asked.“Yes, the one just north of here. And what do you have in mind?”“We can start with some music and get comfortable,” he suggested.“Are your friends coming too?” I had to ask.Ty laughed and said, “Why not? I think the party would be better for you with all of us going…don’t you?”“I don’t know. I feel a little bit outnumbered. Can I trust you. I thought she’d bitch but she stuck her dainty little ass over a hole we dug with our hands and squeezed out a tiny little turd.The smell turned my stomach and reminded of the awful breakfast I had. The good news was that Jessie let us eat some plain oatmeal with actual food in it. The campground provided a breakfast buffet but it wasn’t for slaves and submissives.We received true left-overs; bacon gristle and bits of stale biscuits crumbled into a stainless steel bowl, with some water. Jessie. Still, he wasn't as young as he once was, and manhandling the maul was tiring. He'd set it down, and sat down on the piece of log he'd used as a block for a breather, when he noticed Patches perk her ears up, as if she'd heard something. Soon, Axle and Dugan stopped their sniffing around, and turned their heads down the two-rut that led to the cabin. A deer, probably, floundering around in the deep snow. It wasn't a good idea to let the dogs chase deer in this kind of snow, he thought, and one.