A moment later we separated, and we each climbed a different set of stairs.After that first day, it became a regular event for the two of us. I would ...tart a workout in the dungeon, and Rhonda would come down at some point, to kibitz, offer tips, or make sarcastic remarks about the way I was wielding a particular whip. The mood between us was always light, and I found that we were rapidly becoming good friends, with this shared skill between us. Every now and then she would demonstrate some new. The fact thatI was there, and looking at a pink building with Swirls andCurls as the name, suggested something like this. It wasn'tas big a surprise as I think the Chief thought it might be.It shook me though so I held back that "I see." I mighthave given, and simply nodded again. I still wasn't clearon why she was being so hesitant."Okay then, here's the rest of it. MCU, our Major CrimesUnit, has been watching Don G's operation for about twoyears now. We've found a small crack in his. His fingers slid into my crack and he scrubbed and rubbed my hole. Then, ever so slightly, his finger went into my hole. He twirled it around but didn't go deep enough. He then said, "I hope you don't mind me doing this, but this is how my dad taught me to take a shower and make sure everything was clean." I told him it was a good idea.Down the back of my legs he scrubbed and scrubbing and massaging my feet. He turned me around and my cock was bouncing up and down. I thought for sure he. Getting up each morning to bake bread in a bakery was an earlier job than my normal four-thirty rising. I knew Matthew would be getting up and I hoped someone went with him to the bakery. I whispered, ‘I love you, son. Bake well.’I figured I might as well follow that advice myself. I went into the kitchen and started a batch of dough. I’d become spoiled over the past year with my big mixer and my arms felt the tension of mixing the ingredients by hand. I glanced out the kitchen window and.