’ As soon as JB’s ass hit the seat, Otis was tearing off out of the gravel lot. They couldn’t be that far ahead. ‘JB, you remember how to load... my shotgun’, ‘Well yeah I do.’ ‘Good then load it, it’s behind the seat, and there’s a .45 pistol in the glove box, make sure it and the extra clips loaded. This ain’t ending good.’ JB nodded his head and got to work. He didn’t want to know why Otis had the guns still, unless he was thinking about any of the old crowd coming after him. He stared at the. "Bridie you were so innocent" she often thought, sometimes aloud and savoured that short marriage and the joy she found in encouraging Tommy to be rougher inside her willing body. The holiday perhaps with a girl friend might give her a sexual oppurtunity she mused. In that case better to go alone somewhere where she could have privacy. The thought of a retreat to a convent began to fade. The idea of a secluded self catering cottage or unusual place grew and with it the desire for a man. She. In the afternoon, she was watching her serials as usual when I joined her in the drawing room.We started talking and she said about her ailments and joint pains due to the household works. I started to take advantage of this situation and said that I had learned a new massage technique from my friend who is a physiotherapist. I said I can try on her and that will ease her pain a lot.Finally, she agreed after a lot of convincing. She was wearing a sari, so I asked her to change it as it would be. She tensed. The second blow landed opposite the first. This time she took it in silence but flinched from the sharpness of the strike. I stopped to admire my handiwork before returning to the left cheek. I continued left then right for a further 12 strokes and then paused. She had yelped once or twice but had not flinched. Her cheeks were by now a bright pink colour. I touched them with the palm of my hand and could feel the heat coming from them. I stroked them gently. They were soft and.