From what I remember from the old days, you mostly liked to stay at home and watch the tube. It was like pulling teeth to get you to go out and do som...thing." Different time, different circumstances. I make a lot more money for one thing, and my student loans are all paid now. Clubbing isn't too expensive if you don't drink that much. We usually only stay at one place, for one drink, unless there's something interesting going on. Most of the time, we're in and out in less than half an hour." I. * * *John really made Andy sweat that afternoon, especially when it came to his turn to power-fuck the young thruster. I spent most of the session in the background, tangled up in a fisherman's net that hung from the rafters by rope. Outside the boathouse, a summer storm was brewing, so the portable generator needed to be brought inside. Two more disruptions quickly followed, which meant that the session overran by a good hour or so.Andy looked like death warmed up by the time the arc-lamps. Rick said ignore them. Andy now had his hand in Sams bikini bottom, rubbing at her fanny. Kay saying just look Rick, think he’s got his fingers up her fanny, Rick turned over and sure enough Andy was finger fucking Sam. He turned to Kay, who was biting her lip, her hand down her bikini rubbing at her clit. Fucking hell said Rick, what you doing. Well kept telling you to do something, so decided that as my fanny is getting so wet, would just have to do it myself. Now get that hard on over here. I had to reprimand her more than once!"With a scornful smile, the baron looked at the former reeve. "Why, Markward, didn't you assure me back then that Margrite was an honest and God-fearing girl who could be trusted?"To that, Markward found no answer. Meanwhile Pelle brought forward Margrite's mother. The baron regarded her for a moment."Speak, woman. Did your husband conspire with the reeve to have Luise slandered?"Taking a desperate breath, the woman nodded. "Margrite told the truth. Both.