This time when she spanked us it was with a little paddle. It hurt more and left visible red marks. We enjoyed it as well. This went on for at least t...o months and we looked forward to Sundays.One Sunday, things changed even more. As we returned to our room, Gretta had on only her garter belt. She stood there with a stern look, fully exposed . Darcy has titties, Gertta has boobs; big and firm. She has a muscular body and looks like she could compete in the Olympics. Gretta ordered me to undress. It likely will just be the three of us to a pod, not six of us. In that case, having two studs to service me all night long will go a long way toward helping my mood after what is likely to be a hectic day whenever we're picked up. Alistair, Leroy, fair warning ... you'll be expected to put up or shut up. That includes sucking cock and taking it up the ass, so if you want out of this deal, now's the time to tell me. And you can take it to the bank that I'll peg your sweet asses, too," Farah. Barstow thanked his hosts and bade his farewell."That's not the last we'll see of this fellow," Jim mused. "Mark my words: there'll be another wedding a year from now."Rose put her hand on her husband's arm. "She could do worse. Oh dear, she did worse twice already! He's by far a better man though." That's how I judge him, too. Let us see whether his devotion will hold through a mourning year."°°°Sir Hamilton Crewes' funeral was a small affair attended only by those obligated. Rose begged off,. Surely not, she thought. Chloe was younger than her and less senior. If anything it should be Mrs Surridge who dealt with her. She was about to say so but was beaten to it by Mrs Surridge. “Good idea, Chloe.” Mrs Surridge could tell that Miss Castle wanted to complain so nipped that in the bud. She glared at Miss Castle and said sternly, “Any complaints and I will deal severely with you.” Miss Castle’s mouth dropped open but no words came out. She knew Mrs Surridge never held back when it came.