"You are more than enough for me." That's good, 'cause I am sure I couldn't watch another guy touch you let alone fuck you."We tried peeing on each ot...er and both decided that wasn't our thing. We both gagged the day I stumbled onto a scatology site. "Sacrebleu! What the fuck is wrong with people?" Guy asked as I showed him."I don't know but don't you ever get the idea you can crap on me and keep your balls."We tried anal and I enjoyed that and a bit of light spanking. Guy blindfolded me on. With Dad away mum seemed to be lonely and adult company was limited so I was all the company mum had. We used to watch TV together and if she had a headache I would often massage her neck to get rid of the tension as she sat on the floor in front of me, something I was remarkably good at. On one occasion a combination of a couple of glasses of Gin and bitter lemon and my massage she dropped off, for some reason she was not wearing a bra under her blouse and I got my first close up view of her. Greenwood Vale is a small village built beside the winding river Bord in the middle of the Greenwood forest, and in my opinion, once the wind from the Greenwood Forest blankets the town, there is nothing that can save you from its grasp reaching the vary marrow of your bones. I would usually curl up beside my husband on nights like these; we would sit by the fire and talk about his work as a blacksmith and what new and interesting people he met today. He is quite an exceptional blacksmith.. We were attacked by a gang of Indians who chased us on horseback. They were just having fun, so we had no real trouble escaping, though they did throw a scare into some of the passengers. Of course, if they had been able to capture us, they would have been the only ones having fun. We men would have been tortured to death, and the women would have been raped to death, so I guess the scare was appropriate.This was a "through coach," so we did not stop for sleeping that night. The stage crew was.