It was the most eagerly anticipated social occasion of the year, the local shops were cleared out of Christmas finery and the postman inundated with p...rcels to be delivered ‘c/o Harford Park RFC’. No one predicted that the unpredictable British weather would thrust a snow-covered spoke into proceedings. Danny tucked his chin into the collar of his winter coat as he strode away from the raucous rugby club, trying to retain some body warmth for his long walk. He would never have even thought of. What good would it do if we were both locked up? I stood there for a moment and then an idea entered my head. I dressed quickly before running through the streets towards the peeler cells. Happy New Year, I thought to myself as I sprinted along the empty litter strewn streets. What a great start to 1892. I reached the cellhouse and stood outside for a moment to catch my breath before knocking on the door. The hatch slid open and a pair of suspicious eyes appeared. “Yes?” “I’ve a new year’s gift. To an uncritical eye, the scene, with its three dinner jacketed men, and three evening-dressed women crowded on a table for four, looked just like a happy accidental meeting of old friends. As the smoked salmon pate starters arrived, Donald broke into the small-talk. ‘Bruno has a share in this place. He has known these people since his Army days. He says they are utterly reliable, and trustworthy. He has helped them out once or twice when the Nottingham gangs tried to muscle in on the action,. ”“You’ll have to tell me what you like to have done to you as we go,” he said, kissing my lips, neck, shoulder and lower to my left nipple.”“You’re starting off the right way, that’s for sure! It’s been so long since Steve has made really good love to me,” I admitted. “Guess I shouldn’t mention him right now.”“That’s okay, just tell me, or show me what you’d like done to you, and I’ll do it.”“Okay, I want everything from you, but not rushed,” I whispered, kissing his right shoulder.”“Using the.