The officious young guy on the desk just handed me a couple of leaflets about local museums and the Salisbury Civic Society but the latter did have th...e group’s contact details. The whole of Friday was taken up with interviewing candidates for the two new gardener posts that we wanted to fill. By the end of the day we had short listed one guy who fitted the bill for the senior gardener role and two more, a younger chap and a girl for the trainee slot. Maggie telephoned Jasper Lee the new senior. Jerry instinctively raises his legs and wraps them around Roger's waist, pulling him in deeper. With his legs wrapped around Roger, Jerry feels like a girl being fucked for the first time. And why not? He has a masculine male body on top of him sinking his cock deep inside. It feels good to him, and surprisingly very natural. Jerry likes that feeling a lot.Roger's mouth finds Jerry's mouth and their lips lock in a long passionate kiss. Their tongues dance as Roger's cock pushes further until. Even before he spoke she saw the shadow of death behind him."Someone has placed a bad mojo on you honey child," she said. "I see death has its cold grasp on you. You have come just in time for me to save you," she told him.The man sat down as she throw some powder into the flame of the candle on the table. The flame shot up lighting the dark room. The woman sang a chant and shook a rattle around his head. She was just about to say the darkness had passed when she saw his face.The darkness was. I hope you're right. And I got a lot from him in terms of trust and adoration, even though he knew all about my lifestyle. He likes Ralph, even though he knew his Sundays were a continuation of the Saturdays I spent fucking Ralph. They used to meet sometimes. 'Changing shifts', he called it."But, I'm glad you brought this up. Tomorrow is now officially open — you don't have to go to a museum, Steve. Can you spend all day, Ralph? I have an idea.'Ralph could stay. He even said they would have to.