”I could have left anyway, and part of me wanted to, but part of me didn’t, and that was the part I listened to. I stayed.“Let’s go out to the...cabana,” he said.No doubt now where this was headed. It was my last chance to leave.Of course, I didn’t.I waited while Dan got two beers out of the fridge, and then followed him across the moonlit yard.When we got to the cabana, Dan sat down in one chair and waved me into another.“Nervous?” he asked.“Yes.”“Don’t be.”“Easy to say,” I said.“Drink your. It may snow."We went to the car and drove north towards Connecticut. I said to Carol, "Sweetheart, do you trust me?" With my life, Mistress." Good, because I would never do anything to harm you. But I fear that you are going to be a little upset today. We are going to meet with Mr. Barrington."As soon as I said it, she started to tremble. I pulled her close to me and said, "Don't worry. I promise that he won't hurt you ever again. Please believe me." I trust you, Mistress. But please don't be. He put his hands on her shoulders. He tugged the sides apart unsure what her reaction would be.She had imagined being intimately close with her guide too long to resist. She did not really care if this was what her husband wanted her to do. Even though this is exactly what she wanted, Anna was too stunned to know what to do. Could she really do all the things she wanted to do? Instinctively Anna tilted her head to one side and looked at her husband as Marcel tugged the wet suit over her. I put myhand on her shoulders and began to stroke her lightlyover the top of her back.“Leaves fire trails…” she said slowly, referring nodoubt to the sensation. I continued this for a while,then shifted to the tops of her arms. She seemed toshift her weight toward me to give me greater access. Iwas so stoned, that the last thing I could have donewas rush, but finally I shifted my weight to nuzzle herneck (which she seemed to lean into, giving theslightest hint of a moan.With.