I enjoy occasional visits here and a handful of friendships based on sexual interests. Yes; that began coincidentally or accidentally really. I happen...d to have had sex outdoors with my husband and to have been observed by a rather sweet elderly man who was walking on the same footpath. He was a widower and became aroused. Subsequently we became friends and I saw him masturbate in front of me one day; it excited my interest in stranger sex. We developed this and a female friend likes to have. .. to distract me from my loss.One of my favourite places is not far from the city, a National Trust estate. Once upon a time, it was a place for sheep and gritstone quarries. Much longer ago, the first metal-workers built what we now call ‘hill forts’ on high places round about. They probably weren’t ‘forts’ as we understand today, but there. Even earlier, people who used stone to make their tools erected stones in circles, why, we don’t really know though we guess at religion.My favourite. She nodded and walked out the door. I was disappointed in my new girl. I pulled out my chair and banged on the cage with my fist, making the whole thing shake and clang violently. What did I tell you, you stupid girl? I roared. I wasnt even that angry, but I had to make my little pet fear me from the start. A weak man is a dead man. I bent over and grabbed her by her lucious brown locks, dragging her out of the cage and onto her feet. She started to scream, and she was practically seziuring. “Could you take a week's chastity?”She looked up at James with large surprised eyes, extenuated by dark mascara.“Me? No way!”It was amazing how anything done regularly becomes habit. Having James locked in the cell still gave Belinda a buzz, but she now took it for granted. Of course, her man would be locked up and of course he would stay willingly under her control until she decided otherwise. In her handbag she had her phone, her purse and the key to his cell; it’s just how it was.James found.