"Three for you as well?" Why not," She said as we opened the door back into the club house.We could see right down the corridor to the front door in t...me to see a young man being helped out into the paddy wagon while another had a bag of ice held against his left eye."Looks like there's been a bit of a barney." In the young room a few tables were being put back up and the chairs were being stacked. The party, in this room, was now over. Over at the bar I recognised two of the blokes that were. They would have someone in that room with her; within a heartbeat of them knowing we are here.”“He’s right,” Rowena hissed. “You know that stealth will be safer than force!”Once again, Michael had to swallow back his rage, he had to force the anger down and allow his mind to take control of the beast within.As they huddled beneath the tree, the sound of a motor car could be heard, a dull, restrained roar that spoke of a sleek powerful engine.The car that came into view matched sound perfectly. The lights all seem to work when we switch them on and the water seems plentiful and as warm as we’d like it – not very in this weather. Most important of all they are actually very clean which is unusual for campsites. I wave goodbye as I walk into the men’s side and soon you can hear the sound of running water closely followed by some very out-of-tune whistling. Quickly stripping off your few clothes you step under the cool running water which feels fabulous in this sticky night. Trying to. “You may rub your little clitty while you do so clean up. You seemed to enjoy that earlier.” Again, I felt close to tears. Every time I thought I had resigned myself to my fate, Catherine shoveled a new humiliation onto me. But I’d sworn myself that I’d see this through. After all, it was only until I had the money for my own flat. So I bent down to start my task, one hand buried between my legs, and started to lick the first noodle from the floor, closing my eyes and trying not to think about.