That evening whilst playing three rubbers of Whist with his usual group, he addressed Lt. Greves, Maynard's aide-de-camp, whether there was a chance f...r a more purposeful sword practice. Greves nodded to that pointing out that Mr. Clarence Butterworth who lived two miles to the north in a small estate was an avid practitioner of that martial art and always eager to find new partners. Butterworth had been a captain in a lowly foot regiment (Greves had forgotten which), but he refused to serve in. He brings her closer, kissing her forehead, each cheek and then kissing her hard on the lips. He is so happy to see her, so glad to have her in his arms that he is speechless. He pulls her in tighter to his body, he runs his hands over her slowly as he looks around, wishing they were alone. She goes to move away but he holds her in place, their bodies so close he is sure that she can feel his arousal. They had never met yet he felt as if he had known her all this time. His mind had made up the. "If you want, I wouldn't mind him fucking you. As a matter of fact, I'd love for him to fuck you." "Would you like to fuck him?" I asked. "Well, maybe if you didn't mind," she said. "Do you want me to tell him, that I wouldn't mind if you guys fooled around a little?" "If you want to," she said. I went out into the front room where Ken was sitting and told him, that if he played around with Louie that he would be able to get into her pants, as she'd said she wouldn't mind fucking him, if I. I showed her Kelly and Shonali's rooms then mine did the whistle stoptour of the place including the balcony and sun deck then we made up mybed with clean fresh linen and slept for 24 hours snuggled up together.The next day I opened my extensive wardrobe and told Charley anything Ihave you are welcome to use please don't feel stiff or uncomfortableyou'll soon get some clothes more suitable to the British weather.We dressed in jeans and warm woolen tops. Heading for the kitchen wefound that we.