“Thank you, my love, my precious love.”That meant Grace had to kiss him again but it was still gentle and no more than lips to lips.Terry did what... he was told and Grace did indeed have a cuppa waiting for him.“So tell me, my one. What happened today?”He told her including the fact that Gareth had been indefinitely suspended.“Wow! Do you think you’ll be?”“No. I offered no violence and was turning away from him when he hit me.”“Good! You’re totally blameless. I’ll bet there’s some fun in the Owen. But the first time was with Tracey. As before, I have neither the desire or need to invent things that didn't happen so I'll tell it how it was. And there's no nice way to say it but Tracey was the village slapper! I don't know if every village or small town has one, but my mine definitely did. She wasn't exactly a regular in my local pub but she did pop in every now and then and I had spent time talking to her on a few occasions, without seeing any clear signs that she was as predatory as I. Just look at this.' He held up the flogger I had used on Rayanne just a few hours ago. 'This doesn't really fit here, does it?'He dropped it, unhooked an old fashioned, thin cane. He clearly enjoyed the noise it made as he whipped the air. The muscles in my bottom tensed. My backside was still sore from the birch rods. I wasn't sure how much of a caning I could take. Mentally, I told myself off. I asked myself the same question I'd asked Jeff, and vowed to take whatever was coming my way.The. “And that is our new business that opens today.”“What is it, a summer camp?” Then quickly snapping her head back to us, “What do you mean, you are dressed?”“To an extent you could call it that, but for grown up’s!” Jane replied, trying to keep a straight face.“It’s an adult camp, with clothing being optional.” I was also trying to keep a straight face.“You’ve got to be kidding me. Seriously?” Fiona squawked.“I’m sure by the end of today we will be decidedly overdressed, in fact,” I said with a.