I took her to Millers Bar, which was near my place and, indeed, serves the world’s best hamburgers. We talked for hours and drank several pitchers. ...o say the least we were compatible. And I knew in my heart right then-and-there that I was going to marry her. I have no idea why I was so sure. But I was certain of it. It was something in the way we connected. It just felt right.Neither of us was in any shape to drive so we left the Mustang parked in Miller’s parking lot and lurched the four. This went along for about 15 minutes when we heard the oven signaling that dinner was ready.Jennifer reluctantly dropped my hand from her mouth and stood up.“Hey, that was a little different.”“Yeah, I don’t know what came over me. But once I got into it, it was, I don’t know, freeing.”“Freeing?”“Yeah, like all my stress just bled away. You don’t think I’m a freak, do you?”“No, babe. We all need ways to cope with stress and this just might be yours. God knows, you have a lot of stress with your. ...?She positioned a laptop on a chair in front of his face and turned it on.... The image that popped up was the camera that was looking at his bottom. She was smiling. " I wouldn't want my honey bun to miss this... "And then..... he heard the garage door opener kick in and the big door opening... His helpless bottom facing the door. He grunted a bit... not thinking... bit down on the cock gag and the head popped down for a second.... he squirmed..."My My, aren't we getting all excited... and. Laura had insisted on planting an evergreen hedge between the 'entertaining' and 'productive' parts of our garden; I hadn't objected because the slightly warmer microclimate within the shelter of the hedge meant that the growing season was extended by a week or more. It had more than repaid the work involved.The compost heap is in the far corner, against the ugly concrete retaining wall that the developers put in when they built the 'exclusive development of six executive homes' in what had.