He then drove away down the road. Luckily, I still had my dress on and Wayne his trousers so the farmer didn’t see too much.A small silver car had p...ulled up nearby. Two men about the same age as Wayne walked up to us. Presumably Wayne’s phone call had invited them. They were both wearing round neck white t-shirts, blue shorts and sandals. "I’m Richard," one said and the other said, "I'm James." Richard looked at me. "Can I have a snog?" he said to me. I looked at Wayne who nodded. I stepped. He'd then pack it away in his case - including my shoes - andbe off with himself.Like I said, this can be great fun.Some of my other clients just want to play dress-up with no SM involved.They just want an hour or so of getting to be "one of the girls" as wesit down with all the make-up laid out and the different outfits theyare to wear. Those scenes can be pretty light and fun. There are alsothe harder scenes I do down in the dungeon room. Those can get realnasty and darkly verbal. But. They were determined to go to the same man and while they are good women, no established man here wanted to take responsibility for both at one time and no young man could possibly provide for them while he was just starting mated life." We are helping each other then and it is how things should be. We will all gain. I will need some men to help build a pen to catch the horses in after I have dealt with the cats. I will do it tomorrow." When I tell the others what you plan there will be plenty. "Should've worn shorts. Too... hah. Hah. Too hot." Years of pure hard-headedness made Lynn push through her sudden exhaustion; she refused to give up so quickly. Right, left, breathe, she told herself. Right, left, breathe. Ahead of her, a small puppy ran towards a flock of pigeons, scattering them. Lynn smiled at the little animal while it barked joyfully towards its owners. Looking further, she saw a flight of butterflies playing around an array of colorful flowers. She watched as they.