37pm the same evening Exeter Racecourse“I can’t believe she did that Benny? I mean - the boss’s missus, think about it - never.”“She fucking... did Babs. I weren’t joking the other night in the pub – honest,” protested the stable lad.Parked at Exeter racecourse, a double horse box belonging to the Longshaft Stud farm, was very suitable for the two stud employees to rendezvous in the evening. They had dormitory rooms allocated, but wanted time and space to be exclusively theirs – except for Stan,. I begged for no more lessons and promised to never step out of line again. I cried out to him "PLEASE MASTER! I will do whatever you want me to do, just please stop hurting me! I'll give you whatever you want if you please stop!" My pleading, begging, negotiating, and promises were the final straw for John. He put the whip down, but walked over to me shaking his head. He grabbed me by the top of my hair and became very angry as he looked at my tears. He said, "You don't have a say in what. I told them not to worry as I knew the rules and laws, and wouldn't discharge a firearm in their hotel unless it was absolutely necessary. I would let them do the dirty work.I ate my now cold breakfast and made it downstairs to meet Fred who was excited to fly on the private aircraft again. We were quickly up to Jacksonville, and went through that office just as fast. They were on track with a pool builder and had started an Insurance Department. Their Title sales were down, but it was because. Who was she, and where was Bob? Arrass raised aneyebrow at the curt tone of Charlie's reply but shrugged it off."I never got a chance to thank you for your help at Althenius' villa,Charles." He gestured to the girl."Bring wine for my guest, Curla." Yes Master." The girl rose and hurried from the room through an openarchway. Arrass noted Charlie's eyes following her retreating figure."You are intrigued by the girl, yes?" Arrass nodded sagely. "Curla wasone of Althenius' captives, taken from.