I went over to him and held out my hand. ‘Shawna? Shawna?’ he said in great surprise. ‘Why, it is you! You haven’t aged a day since I saw you ...ast! How are you?’ ‘I’m wonderful,’ I replied. ‘It’s good to see you, Barry.’ ‘Likewise.’ We chatted for a little while, and then I had to get back to my duties behind the steam table. Barry began to frequent the center, and we would talk after lunch was served and I had some time. He had always been a great conversationalist, and I was taking a little. Bubbles were erupting now as the force of the water hit. He watched her as she reached over and pulled a big fluffy towel off the rod, folded it in quarters, and placed it in front of the tub. She got a louffa and some scented soap from her bag, laid them in reach, and turned to him. ‘Let’s get rid of these,’ she crooned as she reached for the snap of his shorts, popping it and unzipping them in a quick motion. She eased them down his hips being careful not to touch his penis as it sprang free. My orgasm swelled as my cock expanded painfully. Joyful spasms of intensely painful pleasure broke over me as my orgasm pumped my juices into her. Megan stopped with me for the rest of that night and over a period of several months we got together as often as e could, we grew very close. But the company was not a good place to work. Jack was a nasty bit of work when he was sober, but after a few drinks he became almost impossible.Being close to Megan and having a drink on the odd occasion with. After her father’s death and her decision to return home, it came as a huge surprise to Amanda, after finalising her affairs in London, to find just how wealthy she was. She didn’t really want to go back to the Deep South, but reluctantly felt she had no choice. Her brother, Adam was a dreamer, an artist a thinker. He wasn’t a doer and he certainly could not run the plantation, well not by himself. She agreed to come home and run it with him until they could find a buyer, or until they decided.