A little backround, we are both in our mid 50's. She is 5 ft 1 in, about 175 lbs, blonde hair, blue eyes, is multi orgasmic and a squirter. I am 5ft 1...1in, 200 lbs, and since a heart attack a few years ago, have had and ED problem due to medications once in awhile. She is a "southern woman", with all that carries with it. We discussed finding a guy to fill the niche I couldn't provide, and she said sure, no blacks, no asians, no latinos... You get the picture. I finally convinced her to keep an. I glanced over to see Martin trying hard to control his urge to just kill Thomas Atwood and move on."I don't think so. See you want to open a church in my town and for that you need my permission. My permission isn't free. The price of a church for a pretty preacher lady is a blowjob." Well that's a new kind of license fee." I smiled when I said it."But I think I will open my church, and I think I won't be giving you anything at all. So unless you are wanting to get hurt, you should move. He will also act as a host when other people rent the place and will take care of administration. He lives here and so does his wife, who does the cooking and shopping. Both are very capable of performing all sorts of power exchange related tasks as well, but they will only do so when told to be me. They live in a cottage a bit further down the road and you will hardly ever see them. Next to them, there is a gardener, who maintains the estate and the gardens, does the foresting and a lot of. “I have had Coors before, I will take that one.”Anton had four bodyguards with him, including the driver. After I handed Anton his beer I handed a Coors to each of them, not allowing Anton to refuse for them.“Anton, how long have you worked for the Russian government?”“Twenty eight years.”“Have all of them been in foreign service?” I asked.“No, four years in the military academy and then foreign service,” he replied.“How long have you been working for the government?” he asked. Sort of a tit.