Rob was resetting the line when another rod went off. I grabbed it when Paul told me to and began reeling. The fish fought hard, pulling line from t...e reel. As soon as I gained line, the fish surged and stripped it off the reel against the drag.I could hear Kelly screeching as I fought the fish. I glanced at her and saw she was taking pictures of me.“This is so exciting,” Kelly said.“Wait until your turn. These fish fight hard,” I said.“They fight a lot harder than the perch you caught,”. “Couples have their own intimate secrets, hey?”Bradley smiled. “Dawn told me that you would have preferred the two of us to use the spare bedroom,” he said changing the subject.“Yes.”“You know that that will never happen don’t you Alan?”He nodded in silence.“You see Alan,” Bradley started to say. “Even though it’s called the marital bed in reality it is the wife’s bed. It is meant to be shared with her husband for all those private, intimate moments but when someone like me comes along then all. Thus his journey to find a suitable bride whom, their seers and prophets said, would break that enchantment and return prosperity to their land. To this end the king was to give a grand ball to which all were invited, the high and the lowborn.In anticipation of this ball Ash was set to work to make fine dresses for each of her sisters. She stitched, she sewed, she hemmed and fitted and refitted and still neither her stepmother nor her half-sisters were ever satisfied. By this time the girth. "I hear the noise of a car driving up to the house. I hope we don't have guests, that it isn't someone with keys. I burn with shame. Here I am, mostly naked, spanking myself, dripping with lust. How will I ever explain this to someone if they catch me? I pull my nipples hard, sending a spark of pain and excitement through me, distracting me from what might be about to happen. I hear the engine stop, a door open. My heart pounds in my ears, the voice comes again."Take yourself, Blondie, but.