I had come to stay to help out with thehorses while Ann took their daughter on a beach holiday. Their sons -- mycontemporaries -- were on a school tr...p. But Uncle Tom was easy company andhe would cook dinner while I watered the horses, and he'd let me have acouple of glasses of wine while we ate. He talked about sex a lot --detailed stories of girls he had fucked every whichway, and you didn't needthe brains of Einstein to realise that his marriage vows were a burden hewore very lightly! He. He was naked except for his boots. “Time to get you back to your Master. The question I have is did you have fun?”Fun? It was the most degrading, humiliating and painful experience of my entire life. If Master Mike had started at this level of intensity – I doubted I could have continued serving him. I had been willing to let my daughter see most aspects of my training but I didn’t even want Kim to know what happened to me last night.“Yes Sir,” I lied.“Oh good, I was worried we might have been. She probably wouldn't have understood most of the words anyway. I wiped my tears away and tried to put it behind me. "I'm okay Rosa."She smiled then sat down on top of me! Of all the nerve! Her breasts were practically in my face, as she hugged my gratefully around my neck. Then she looked straight in my eyes and her grin changed instantly from vacant and stupid to one of sinister intelligence. "So, does Jenny like pee-pee?" she asked, without the thick accent I had grown accustomed to.Oh God!. As the students broke into groups to plan the pantomime exercise they were to present in a few minutes, he ran through his short checklist. He had no homework to grade and his lesson plan for the final quarter had been filed. So all he needed to do was fuel his car on the way home and then wait until the rush hour traffic subsided before he grabbed his suitcases and headed South.He planned to fill his longings to swim, scuba and work on his tan during the day and haunt the local watering holes.