Thanks… uh, wheres the bathroom? I asked. I wanted to make a pit stop before I charged out into the pool. Its right down the hall on the left. Thank... Mr. Paris, I nodded, and I stepped past him and headed in the direction he indicated. I gave the door a knock when I reached it, and after a moment I pushed the door open and stepped in. I closed the door behind me as I started to slide my swim trunks down. I stepped up to the toilet, raised the lid, and, with cock in hand, relieved myself. I. Mark lifts her head by the hair "You are one bitch you know that but tonight you are going to learn your place pin the little fuck pig down" Sam and Gary take Dawn and pin her shoulders to the floor resting her back against the sofa with her arse in the air in the piledriver position Mark heads out the room returning a few minutes later with a black bag that looks heavy "been waiting a while to get someone deserving of this little lot" out of the bag he pulls out two different sized metal. Mr. Erskine replied "yes, and the horse's is'nt too bad either!" At which both men laughed. I hurried on, no doubt blushing more than a little. Erskine was a bit younger than Mr. Watson, of a stockier build- quite powerfully built. A little later I crossed the courtyard again and was relieved to see no sign of anyone. Suddenly Mr. Watson appeared at the door of the large hay barn, "Martin, come here a minute please. "Oh no" I thought, "what's up now". I entered the barn, my eyes had to adjust a. I have wondered for years how I would have behaved, ahead of time, if I had known you were even thinking about it. Would I have tried to change your mind? Would I have even gone to your room? I've struggled with this issue.In the years that followed, I often tried to call, about once a month, after my workout, to see how you were doing. I always felt your reaction was tentative; uncertain of my intentions and what your new husband might think. I asked you if you wanted me to leave you alone,.