The sun might be unable to reach the Mistress, but Francine was getting no benefit from the giant shade, being roasted alive in the fierce afternoon h...eat. Behind her was an attendant with a whip at the ready, prepared to lambaste the Slave the minute she let the shade slip. Francine was aware of this and was determined not to fail in her duty. She tried to forget her pain and concentrated all her mental forces on the task in hand. Then the Lady Fortescue gave the horse a light tap of the whip. He was running his hand along her arm, and it felt nice. Calming. "Simon?" Her voice was just above a whisper. She focused on him and felt a huge wave a relief wash over her. He nodded. "It's over, you were just dreaming." He moved his hand to push some hair back from her eyes, then stroked her cheek. "Okay now?" She nodded, then threw her arms around his neck, hiding her few remaining tears. He pulled her closer and soothed her. With Simon's arms around her, and the warmth of his body next to. “We’re here ... Don’t worry, the Geordie’s have arrived!”, and then giggling as they head down the corridor, shoving each other playfully as they head toward the real Charley Ozvik.Charley is wearing a low-cut, tight white mini-dress, not unlike the one Hannah is in. She’s marking her territory – making it quite clear that she wears it better ... Her fake boobs are more impressive than Hannah’s natural pair, and of course she carries her highly eye-catching “WORLD’S BIGGEST DOGWHORE” chest. . I said I spent to much money that night and it will be a little while before I can go again. He said no not that, I want to have sex with your wife. At the moment my wife spoke up, she had been around the corner listening. She came in the den and said well come on I'm already wet. She took Keith's hand and led him to our room. Again I tried to enter and again Keith pushed me back and locked the door. I went into the den and starting watching TV. I looked at the time and it was five after.