.. so dense ... I’ll let Edgar explain.”Hettie refused to expand on that conversation when I asked her about it later.Mary turned to face me with ... quizzical smile on her face. Hettie and Mary were stood together, arm tucked in arm.“I don’t like the way you’re ganging up on me, you two. I might need reinforcements, Jack,” I said. I looked around for him.He was leaning on the door jamb, saying, “I’m putting the kettle on”, when what he really meant was, ‘with these two, you’re bloomin’ well on. My wife entered dressed as before, still with her knickers removed. “I will deliver the first three from this side. Prepare yourself.”The cane was tapped on the very crown of my bottom, and the first stroke was delivered. The fires were re-ignited. I pushed myself into the pillows stamped my feet and cried. The next two strokes followed shortly after my wife was not going to show mercy.“The remainder of your punishment will be from this side,” My wife walked around the bed and tapped the cane. She pulled the strings of her bottoms and they fell. She spread her towel on the sand and patted it. I lay down on my back. I watched as Brittney walked to me. She stepped one foot across my body. I looked up at her. Her pubic area was a smooth as glass. Her lips glistened as the opened slightly. Her hands slowly moved up and down her stomach and chest as she lowered her body.As she lowered, her hand reached down and held my cock. I watched as my cock disappeared inch by inch inside her tight. My TAs reported to him. When the lease was up in August, I did not renew my room in Marbury Hall. Instead I rented a room in Hooksett, halfway between Manchester and Concord. This put me five minutes from Beacon House's future site, just north of Manchester, and ten minutes from the state capital.FD Consulting rented a small storefront in Concord. Beacon Light Services occupied a corner. I was the Director. Elspeth was the secretary/gofer/janitor. She actively enjoyed being assaulted in her.