Her thoughts turn to the day ahead. She didn’t think she would have any problems with the picnic she had arranged. The tourists were all very easy g...ing and friendly. Her thoughts turn to one of the tourists in particular, Timothy. She feels her tummy flip flop at the thought of him. His handsome face etched into her mind, she thinks back to the way he looked at her last night. Restlessness fills her body. She wanted him so badly last night. His hands looked so strong, like they knew exactly. The other old man sitting on the porch was slapping his legs and laughing so hard his face was turning red. ‘Wal I never! Lord! Whut’d yuh do that fer Zeb? That poor lizzard ain’t never gonna be the same! Naw Sirree!’ Zeb chuckled at his friend. ‘Guess thet old lizzard ain’t too partial to some side seasonin’ with his meat, is he? Hells bells! He plumb missed that old hossfly, and he was movin’ plumb slow too!’ Brownie, wiping the tears from his eyes chuckled too, ‘That’s a sure nuff fact! He. ‘Ahh that must be angry Mrs Lewis. How are you today?’ ‘Please call me Claire,’ she said abruptly. ‘Ok Claire, still angry, I see.’ ‘No,’ she said softening her voice. ‘Just surprised, and pleased to see you again.’ He grinned and bent to stroke the dog’s head. ‘Sheena and I are going for a walk, want to come?’ ‘Which path?’ she asked warily. ‘The steep one or the very steep murderous one?’ Daniel laughed. It was a laugh unlike any Claire had ever heard. It was deep and sexy and filled with. I want you gagging for it as soon as I come to bed. You’re to reclaim me. This sort of backfired, because I was gagging myself. But before I knew it Monday was here again.There was lots more flirting and begging from both Dave and Mark trying to find out about my outfit. I loved it, and yes, I had found out that I was sub. But I also liked being in control sometimes as well.Friday soon came around; I had booked a half-day. I had an appointment with the beautician. Legs and pussy waxed again. My.