The one that you grew up with. She came to the castle as a young child, but you don’t remember by whom, or why, just that she was always a constant...in your life. You and her, had shared everything in life, laughing and playing even when the other servants told her not to be with you, for you are the heir to this mighty Kingdom and she is but a mere servant girl. That never stopped us, we would sneak out into the gardens and play hide and seek or tag, running through the mazes, which surrounded. Part of him wanted to let go completely and be totally lost.All moisture evaporated from his mouth when they turned into the local version of the same new housing estate found in every village in England — another reminder of adolescence, this time of visiting his friends’ houses. Friends with mothers he’d tried desperately not to ogle. Identical cream detached houses, perfect for the middle-class to have their home in the country without the inconvenience of an old house and the quirks of. All I could think ofwas that I wished it was Paula doing the washing.We sat and drank coffee and watched what was happening outside thewindows. The violinist was practicing and wiping his eyes, the guy inthe office drew the blinds one more time and the husband who argued withhis wife was wheeling a large trunk into their apartment."Paul, do you mind me asking you a couple of questions? I mean about youand Paula?"He looked at me, obviously considering how to answer. "OK, I'll answerwhat I can.. My mind had gone to a place it had never been before knowing that the pain I was receiving I was actually LOVING but at the same time I was desperate for it to stop. Before I knew what was happening the pain did stop to be replaced with a new sensation of a rubber gloved hand inserting 2 fingers into my tight little arse. I was being lubed up good and proper and before I knew it the fingers were replaced with a butt plug. Desperate to hold it in the lube in my arse gradualy pushed it out until.