Today was just stills. Brian was a forty odd happy go lucky jobbing photographer, who genuinely enjoyed his work, he was not unlike Chris in that resp...ct, although he was more interested in the fetish side of the business. He was also a really nice guy.“Hiya” he greeted them. “Changing room is downstairs“ “Great.” Sukky said. The owner was Gary, sorry Master Gary, who with his wife, Helen owned and ran the place. She called out as they disappeared downstairs that she’d get a cuppa brought down. It was everything that we wanted large living areas, big yard, swimming pool, deep-water frontage, air con, and more. Even the owner's taste in furniture was similar to ours. We were standing in the main bedroom looking out over the canal when it told Jillian that this was the place, this was our paradise. She was so excited for me that she came over and gave me a huge hug.As she was hugging me she told me how happy she was that I found what I was looking for. Then she reached up and cupped my. "Doesn't she ever learn, that stupid bitch? Or does she actually like having her back made to look like raw meat!"She did it for us, Olga" said Alexia. "She tried to raise the fight idea with a guard. So she gets whipped once more and perhaps as a result, we get a bit of action and something more than work and sleeping to occupy our minds. I'm sure you can't wait to be let loose on some poor bitch and beat her senseless! And in any case we get to see her whipped again and we all enjoy watching. .. especially if someone else would be paying the bill.Quietly, things began to get back to normal on our street and every day some minor little bit of progress was occurring with our house. Enough so that the idea of getting the major utility work reconnected back to our demarcation line seemed like a good idea once more. I figured after another few weeks of progress that Kathy would have her gourmet kitchen, and all of the cabinets, marble countertops, fixtures and appliances were already on.