Oh god, sweet relief! She felt her shoulders creak as He took hold of her wrists and gently lowered her arms, then slowly pulled her forward until sh...e was resting on all fours. Ahhh...her knees, her ankles...released! She wanted to bend down and kiss His boot—would have, gladly, if He’d indicated that He wanted her to. But He was busy removing the handcuffs from the railings. Then, almost as an afterthought, He reached down the back of her panties and plucked Long John from its hiding. She flipped through the screens and settled on a Lifetime movie she'd recorded. The commercial looked good. It looked romantic, unlike her life. Not that she should knock her husband or her kids. Just sometimes, it was, well, boring.knockknockLiz turned to the door and sighed. It was Girl Scout Cookie season and every girl in the neighborhood would stop by her place, knowing she was an easy target. Resistance of Thin Mints and Peanut Butter Patties was futile.Liz pulled herself out of the sofa. Upstairs has a parlour, a kitchen, a dining area and a bathing room. You can use the downstairs laundry and the backyard.”“I had a couple of girls here last year. A flighty pair, they decided to move after I told them that if they teased Jina one more time I’d throw them out,” she informed them and reached up to pat the flicker who sat on the back of the chair.“Well, we won’t have that problem. Gazza does treat Basil and Petal as if they were our children,” Bette said and then smiled.“That is. He emailed me a few days after the meeting to say his wife would be interested in a meeting at their home, but then due to both of us having commitments and it being near Christmas we couldn’t arrange a date that was suitable for all. After New Year we arranged another meeting for lunch together. The lunch went well and we talked about where we had all tried naturism. Later that day I got an email to tell me that the next meeting could be at their home and we arranged a date.What surprised me.