It was also about a foot deep. I wasn't the worlds fastest trencher. Wilson had to stop the washing to help me dig now and then."Wilson, you are keepi...g those pebbles mixed with the silt aren't you," I asked."Yeah but only those that look like quarts. The granite ones get a quick look for veins then tossed on you dam to help with the water pool." Wilson replied. He had a five gallon bucket from home depot about 1/3 full of quarts crystals.The washing and digging were both back breaking work. I. .. "Jesus! You're gonna wear that?"More revealing than anything she'd ever worn previously, she'd purchased the skimpy little bikini as a means of showing off to her girlfriends her newly sculpted body she'd worked tirelessly, firming and toning... Oh, and let's not forget about the beautifully bronzed tan covering her soft, sensuous skin. Blushing suddenly over the concerns of her soul mate, she began closing the robe, second guessing her choices and hoping she hadn't offended her husband by. One day night I had gone taking food for him. The door was locked from inside. I tried knocking for few times but nobody opened. Then I thought of going to the backside of the house & check in through the window. When I went to the backside of the house, fortunately or unfortunately I had to see my brother pissing near a tree. I couldn’t see anything as it was quite dark & I went out of the sight. My brother should have got a shock & he asked who it was? I told hiding from the site it’s me. He. Each time the strap had landed, she had strained against them ~ heaving, with the strength of her arched back against the restraints as the pain of each blow rocketed through her. She had not uttered a sound, yet her screams echoed through her brain ~ the agony tearing at her resolve ~ trying to shatter her order of silence.Her skin dripped with sweat and her back convulsed with each attempt to draw a full deep breath, but the strap would land once again, driving the air from her in a moaning.