Ellie, switched out the end lights just leaving the centre lit above the old chain lift, she lowered the hook the noise echoing round the big old buil...ding, as she pulled the chain rattling in the pully, clattering and rattling. Satisfied she turned to him, stood as he was whip in hand, telling him to “pull out a bale if he wanted to have her afterwards, and not to spare her, this must be brutal, and until she either collapsed or cried enough!” she added that “His Uncle Tim could never abide. Ours had been fabulous, more satisfying to me than any other, with the possible exception of Carolyn, and the first time with Donna. It had been damn good though, no matter where it ranked on my little mental list of ratings. It was frustrating to me that she didn't want a repeat performance. I had promised that I'd use a rubber the next time, but still, she refused me.I had gone back to Edna twice more, for dates, and for sex. The first time, I really had to turn up the charm and eat a lot of. Her legs began to part to allow for access. The pressure left her and she felt two hands push her legs together. An involuntary Oh escaped from between her lips at the loss of the touch.If this is imagination, she thought, then, bring it on. Who needs a rabbit if this is what her mind can conjure up?“Oh! You bastard. This is unfair.” She wriggled at bit, trying to free her hands, but without success. She stopped struggling for a moment, waiting to see where this was going. The flame was well. If she noticed, she gave no indication. ‘Tomorrow, then.’ She said smiling at him then closed the door softly behind him. And so the days drifted by. While others despised or merely tolerated their musical tutoring sessions, he eagerly anticipated each 2 hour daily session. His grades, though still respectable at school, dropped noticeably as his thoughts were consumed by his music tutor and each afternoon it was a veritable sprint out of the school to the next session. He wanted so much to.