She was glad her mother wasn't home. There would have been questions about all the time spent in the barn. She smiled. Tomorrow, there would be no que...tions. She ran across the yard to the barn."Here I am," she called out as she stepped into the barn and closed the door. She looked at the two stalls and the frisky stallions. Her knees suddenly went weak. "I'm getting nervous," she said aloud, her own voice helping to calm her.She walked toward Blazer's stall. Each step brought a tremor to her. I can’t keep them away from the men, sir. I have had to threaten all kinds of dire consequences, but the girls pay no attention.” Robert was obviously very frustrated.“Robert,” Gabe interrupted, “it’s all right. These girls have been badly treated by the people in charge here, and only wish to show their thanks. Obviously you won’t have any trouble picking the men to garrison here when we leave. Now, Celia and I will go to see the injured girls first. Then we will go downstairs, and I will. "I'm going to stay in our guest room until I can find an apartment. I'll start looking on Monday and I should be out of here within a week. On Monday I'll also make an appointment with a divorce lawyer. You should be hearing from him in a few days to arrange for the division of assets. You should probably find yourself an attorney as well."My wife looked stunned. "You said that this was what you wanted. This whole thing was your idea and now you're leaving me?" I said I wanted to watch you. I checked my watch. Time to leave. I wanted to cum. I opened the door and looked out into the arcade. The sissy was out there, trying to hustle up every guy who came in. I snapped my fingers and the bitch came running. “You ready, sweet man?” he said.I nodded and stepped out of the doorway so that the queen could come inside. He let the cutoffs drop, kicked them aside, and was naked. His pale skin was covered with prison tattoos. There were gang symbols tattooed on his buttocks. I knew this.