Having stolen a maid’s homespun dress, scarf and cloak, I dressed quickly and slid out of the back of the house. My father’s guards saw me but tho...ght nothing of a maid walking through the herb garden at that early hour. I climbed over the wall and jumped silently down. As the house of my father is close to the sea, I did not have far to go. Then, as often happens, lines from the sacred canticle entered my mind; a gift from the gods. I recited them,The sea sighs softly, Touched by a cold breeze. ’ ‘Fourth question, how this work would, let’s see, similar to how a boss and assistant work now. But, then we’ll see how it evolves from there, we both can make suggestions, then if we agree we’ll do it,’ she says with arousal on her face, and in her voice, and can also see her large breasts start to rise up and down rapidly, ‘but to be honest, we don’t even have to agree, just tell me what you want and I’ll do it. I would be the power behind you, never taking credit or recognition, but I. 'How does that feel Mariel'? He spoke as he moved his inserted finger in large circles, my sphincter muscle was stretched as never before, and his personalising his abuse by calling me by my first name, made it sound matter of fact, but it hurt and I had to lie there and take it, we both knew it.He withdrew his finger and held it under his nose, 'Semen and shit in a girls ass', he said, and my eyes saw the bulge in his pants for the first time, he followed my gaze and knew I saw his. But instead of flying to Bern, we flew to Milan. From there, we drove an hour north-east to Lake Como, which is just stunningly beautiful, being located on the southern edge of the Alps and so surrounded by high mountains. We were renting a private lakeside villa, equipped with every possible toy-for-boys. We sailed, windsurfed, water-skied, and swam to our hearts content. By the time we returned home at the end of August I had an awesome tan!I made a completely innocent, not at all.