.. I understand. I can certainly help you both." Oh, thank you, Mistress. Thank you so much. I'll do anything to get our relationship back on track." ...Anything?" Yes, Mistress, anything." Good, boy."It was the first time she had called me a good boy. Although I still felt like a worm when speaking to her, I was hopeful that "good boy" esteemed me if ever so slight."Are you shaved?" the Mistress asked."Somewhat, Mistress." If you want my help, you are going to need to shave your sorry bitch hole. My husband went into town four days ago to get supplies. He should have been back two days ago. I don’t know why he ain’t back yet.”“Sure you do ma. He got to drinking and chasing them whores at Charlie’s Saloon. How else them two on the floor knew we was out here alone?”“I guess we can worry about him later” I said. “Right now we got to figure out what to do with them two” and I pointed at the bodies on the floor.Emma said “I guess we have to bury them.”“Why waste the effort” Katie said. Strip. Thankfully, though, the boys had all moved off to somewhere else.As his vision horizontally moved back towards the field, he caught a few white and crimson garbed figures walking the left side route of the tarmac track. The group consisted of four people, all exceptionally slim figured girls. As he allowed himself a longer observation, he realized that each of them was wearing the crimson two piece uniforms of the Percy High Cavalier Cheerleading Squad. Crimson halter tops with white seams hung. In the elevator Carol kissed me passionately and said, "Oh Dick, thank you, thank you." The honeymoon suite was gorgeous. In the bedroom there was a California King bed, end tables and a sitting area. In the living room were two couches and several chairs. The bath was sumptuous with a giant Jacuzzi, and a shower big enough for several people with numerous jets. I poured some champagne and Carol sat between them on the couch. I put on some soft music and took Carol in my arms. We swayed to the.