The Pervert And The Virgin – Part Forty

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Twenty minutes from the apartment I asked Tim to text Dylan our ETA. My housekeeper and Tracy relieved us of our luggage so we could greet the others. Tim didn't seem surprised to see Bryce but I kept quiet as we embraced. Lance was so excited I was cooking his favorite dinner he kissed me twice. A smiling Leslie told me he had very good taste. Pasties were Lance's favorite food. Mashed potatoes, mushy peas, sweet carrots and cauliflower in cheese sauce were the sides. I promised not to forget the brown gravy.

“You have great friends from Jamaica.” Lance said. “We ate at their restaurant last night. Yes it was good but the bananas were too strong. I fell asleep on the ride home. No I was okay when I woke. B told me you didn't have a home for a while just like me. You were brave and did it a lot longer than me.”

“That has nothing to do with how brave you are.” I said. “I was older and better able to look after myself from bad people. You are just as brave as me and if you every say something different I will have Tracy tickle you for three minutes. Thank you for making me hot chocolate.”

“Your housekeeper bought a lot.” Clifton said leading me to the kitchen and pointing out a dozen cans of hot chocolate. “Charles let me buy Tracy and Leslie some flowers. He tells me Christopher put more pocket-money in a savings account for me. He has a card with my name on it. I'll get it when we get home. Thank you Rohan. Would you like some flowers?”

“You can thank me by making me another hot chocolate before you go home tonight.” I said hugging him. “Now it's time for me to start cooking. Why don't you go show my naughty sons how a professional plays Smurf Racer?”

“Okay but I think your sons are good.” Clifton said as Dylan took his hand. My son stuck his tongue out at me.

“Good at being naughty.” I said swatting Dylan's ass.

“We'll help with the prep.” Petersen said. “This is a big group to feed so no arguing. Bryce needs the practice and Leif misses you so be nice and let him stir a pot or two while you grope his ass.”

“Rohan we'll let you season and spice.” Leif assured me. “Petersen wants to chat with Tim about some of those properties and to help come up with an informal business plan. They'll discuss it more on Monday. I just wanted to spend some time with you and get my ass groped.”

I told Leif I'd missed him as I pulled him close for a hug. My hand dropped to squeeze his tight buns. The boy definitely worked out. Tim popped in and kissed Bryce. He kissed the rest of us when I said he had to kiss all the chefs. Tracy calmly handed us drinks amidst the kissing and ass-grabbing. She even stopped to kiss me on the way out. Tim returned later to dispense another round of kisses. I sent him out with orders to get the other fucketeers to help him with the tables.

“What's with all the chin wagging?” I said stepping out to see how the setting up of the tables was getting along. “I'm bringing the food out in three minutes and the tables better be ready or else.”

“Or else?” Morgan asked calmly.

“I'm curious as well.” Sophie added. “Well?”

“Or else I'll... I'll kiss the lot of you.” I threatened. “Including J even though I'm having a private session with him Monday morning.”

“You are?” Sophie asked. “When did you set up this meeting J?”

“He didn't. I just did.” I said calmly. “Tim is chatting with Petersen on Monday morning. I need some quality time with your boyfriend so Monday morning is ideal. We won't need much time because he's been avoiding me for too long. Trust me Sophie there will be plenty for you to kiss better. I'd get a salve from Lao or Tracy this weekend. Right let's get the food out. Somebody's starting to get grouchy.”

Tracy handed me a bourbon and soda to help soothe the grouch within. My assistants brought out the food. I kissed them as they passed me to help soothe the grouch within a little more. Bryce and Leif got their butts squeezed again.

“Before we eat I'd like to thank you all for making us feel so welcome on such short notice.” Charles said. “Thank you for fetching us from the airport. A special thanks for letting Lance choose the menu for our first meal together. Nancy and I appreciate this kindness. Our thanks to the chefs for cooking and keeping Rohan from getting too grouchy. Now let's eat before Rohan starts kissing everybody again.”

“You'd think I was the earl.” I grumbled when my housekeeper insisted on serving me. “You do plenty already to spoil me. Besides there's some cute butts at the food station for me to fondle.”

I felt better when Tracy brought a plate for Charles to the table. Nancy laughed as he grumbled just like I'd done. Tracy agreed with her the two of us made a cute couple. Lance kissed me and my housekeeper thank you before he took his seat. He told me he'd had a lot of fun shopping for the dinner. Then he looked at the plate Nancy had dished up and asked me if I had a to-go container. My housekeeper told him she'd already filled it for him so he didn't need to worry about saving some of his firsts. Tracy suggested he save a little room for dessert. We all laughed when he asked her how with all the food on his plate. Adam promised to show him how.

“Rohan your housekeeper was right. The greens are tasty.” Lance said. “I didn't think I'd like spinach. Will you share the recipe with Mam please? Thank you, Rohan. Better share all the recipes with her. This is all very tasty. I wish I could cook this good.”

“Dad has some cookbooks for us at the cabin and our house in Poland.” Dylan said. “We use them to learn how to cook. Would you like us to send you copies? I can use my pocket-money so if you'll make me a hot chocolate later we'll call it even. Nancy you don't mind us sending cookbooks? They teach basic cooking techniques like brining and sauces and gravies. We're furnishing your home so we'll include the cookware and utensils.”

“Adam made a drop box for people to place envelopes of cash in.” Morgan said. “Rohan will pay for everything and we'll hand over the cash to Frederick to deposit in Rohan's account. This seemed easiest since Rohan has a bank in England. I know our cards will cover furnishing your home so we're okay. Emily will speak to your designer about the budget so it will be okay Nancy.”

Everybody agreed to a short break between courses so the boys could clear the dishes. I was chatting with Charles and Nancy when Tim asked me what I'd done to get myself in trouble. Sanne had just texted to say she wanted a word with me. Elaine and Alida were also wanting a word or two. Charles graciously told the gang it wouldn't be rude to take this call because he was seeking to learn more about me and my life here in America. They assured him they didn't mind if we delayed dessert a few minutes.

“What did you do this time, Dad?” Dylan asked curiously. “You did something. My guess is it happened today.”

“Yes Dylan it happened today.” Sanne said as Tim accepted the Skype call. “This afternoon. I had to wait to calm down. First there were the brownies delivered at dawn for everybody by Santa and his imp of a helper. Then on top of that he sends us flowers.”

“Surely that's a nice gesture.” Nancy said. “You do a lot to help him and he has told me how much he appreciates his friends at the cabin.”

“Normally it would be but Rohan slipped a little.” Sanne said. “These bouquets are enormous. I hate to think how much they cost.”

“Well I called the local florist and she started asking me all sorts of questions that only confused me.” I explained to the grinning gang members and irate cabin friends. “So I asked her if she had any flowers that she needed to use soon. She told me she did have some and instead of throwing them away I suggested she use them up to make three bouquets. This way the flowers get used and the florist doesn't lose any money. I told her to use them all up. I'm sorry they won't last very long but I can order some fresh ones before I leave. Will they last until Monday? I leave early Tuesday but can order fresh bouquets on Monday.”

“Rohan they will last at least until the middle of next week.” Alida said. “Adam let me take this computer to my room so you can see it. I cannot describe it. The three are the same. No need to order any more flowers Rohan. Elaine is itching to warm your butt as it is.”

“That's pretty impressive.” Nancy admitted. “The arrangement looks as tall as Hans. I suppose there's no point in asking Rohan how much they cost.”

“That's the last thing Rohan would think of asking.” Bram said. “Thank you for the bottle of Scotch. Rohan it tastes good. I don't bother to think of the price because then it wouldn't taste as good. I'll drink it and enjoy it.”

“Elaine I honestly don't know how much they charged me.” I said calmly. “Most likely way too little. Sanne why don't you stop in to thank them tomorrow and offer some advice so they don't lose as much again. That's a lot of flowers they were about to lose. I knew you'd be happy to help them avoid going to waste. You do like them don't you?”

“The arrangements are spectacular. I love it.” Sanne said much more mollified. “You scared me. I'd forgotten what the old Rohan was capable of because you'd behaved a lot better these past couple of months. Apart from feeding Hans too many treats that is. Tomorrow I will chat and make certain it doesn't happen again. Thank you for the flowers. I feel better now.”

“I do as well.” Elaine said. “Sorry we got so upset.”

“Mostly my fault because I didn't think to ask how many flowers were going to waste.” I said. “Glad you like them and they're being put to good use.”

“Sanne if you and Bram have some time over the weekend could we chat?” Charles asked. “Rohan is a very dear friend of mine and meant so much to my son I'd like to learn more about his life here in America. Obviously asking Rohan wouldn't help much. Elaine would you mind chatting with me as well? I hear you took exceptional care of him during his mantra retreat. Thank you. I won't send you any more flowers. Will you accept a small box of chocolates? Thank you.”

“Mu and Daizan are people you must speak to.” Elaine said.

“I'm speaking to them on Monday.” Charles said. “Hopefully Rohan won't do too much damage on Sunday when he visits them.”

“I'll only be there for a few hours.” I said. “This is a whirlwind tour if ever there was one. We'd better pack a blanket and pillow for Tim to use in the car.”

“Somebody remind me to pick up a camping mattress tomorrow morning.” Tim said. “Scoundrel try not to wake me when you transfer me from my bed to the car. A good thing we have a wagon. I can at least stretch out in the back. I'll be absolutely haggard when I return. Juliet can you fit me in on Monday afternoon? I'll also need somebody to give me a facial. Dylan I'll look like a raccoon. Black rings are inevitable when I get too little sleep. I can't arrive in Blighty looking like the wreck of the Titanic.”

“Life in the colonies is so challenging.” Nancy agreed with a smile. “You must love Rohan very much to put yourself at such risk.”

“Somebody understands the sacrifices I've made.” Tim said with a smile. “My Love it would serve you well to have tea with Nancy so she can make you aware of my torment.”

“I'll be certain to bring her video evidence of the torment awaiting you later tonight.” I said kissing him. “You won't convince me you didn't set up Bryce's visit. The two of you will give me a nice warm-up for my time with J.”

“No need to rush that tea.” Tim said calmly. “I'll schedule it for you.”

“Excuse me but I have to go make some custard.” I said. “Thank you for helping the florist Sanne. You can bill me.”

“Rohan this is to help me so I'm not billing you.” Sanne said. “I'm going to make it easy and set up some special bouquets for when you call. All you will have to tell her is your name and she'll know exactly what to send. Enjoy your dessert. Lance I hope he did a decent job on your favorites.”

“The pasties were the best.” Lance said. “There was so much food. The spinach was good as well. Rohan is a good cook.”

“Yes he is.” Sanne agreed. “You let Juliet know if he ever cooks a bad meal. She'll spank him.”

I left them to it and started the custard. Leif slipped in and under my arm to give me a hand at the stove. This time I'd done the Tipsy as more of a sponge. Alongside it was a blackberry cobbler. I'd done two of each because one never wants to run out of dessert. Petersen came in and fondled both our asses. Bryce helped him get the desserts from the oven to the table. They also whipped the cream and set ice-cream on the table.

The boys teased Lance about all the rum yesterday and the brandy tonight. Nancy assured Lance it was okay because he was on holiday. Charles suggested he keep the alcohol in the food unless he was ill. Tracy told Charles this was a good example of what I prepared for dinner. Leslie added they tried to get at least one other person to help me but it wasn't unusual for me to cook on my own for several nights. Nancy told me even if I prepared it in stages throughout the day this was still a lot of work. Dylan agreed and told her the boys had discovered how much work it was when they prepared a thank you meal.

“Somehow our dad still finds time for us.” Adam said. “He gets up really early to do his morning meditations. Then before school he finds time for us and cooks us all breakfast. Then he's working out with Catherine or studying with Lao. Where he finds the time to practice what Lao teaches him I don't know. He cooks lunch and hangs out with us. Then he's taking care of the farms in Poland that are part of the challenge. The flood victims in northern Poland get some of his attention. There's the cellphone network and Tim's business in Blighty which he's off to help get established. A few hours in the kitchen to unwind and prepare us a feast for dinner. Time with the gang so he can make certain they're all okay.

All of this and we haven't gotten around to the Order business yet. There's getting the monks fit, establishing Mr. McGoo, audits and a little get together in the Andes. Oh, I forgot about lunch with the mayor and the caregiver foundation. Charles you can't take that from him.”

“No wonder you get up so early my Love.” Tim said. “Why is it you refuse to let others work anywhere close to forty hours when your days are so long?”

“I spend a lot of my day doing stuff that isn't work related.” I said. “My studies with Lao are meditation so I get to relax when I practice them. Catherine's workouts are a little challenging but I get a massage after each one. Lying naked beneath Juliet is always a good experience. The cooking is relaxing. Yes it's a lot of work for the boys but they have to concentrate and are still learning the basic techniques. Later this will all flow. Besides Leslie will tell you it is good for me. More hobby than work.”

“Dad no matter how you describe it these are long days.” Dylan said. “You are so busy trying to please all four of us you have more sex in a day than most people have in a week. The Energizer bunny on Viagra can't even keep up with you. No, I'm not suggesting you stop or cut back.”

“Good. You had me worried for a minute.” Adam said.

“What I am saying is we're worried about your health.” Dylan said. “We'd rather have sex a little less now and have you around for another decade or two. I know you can do incredible things with chi. When you aren't around Lao openly admits he has no idea how your body is using it all.”

“He says he checks in on you every day because your chi is more entertaining than TV.” Morgan said. “Lao says you make him rich because he has to adjust the herbs every third day and spend time watching you during workouts. Don't worry Frederick gets billed for this time.”

“Please Dad just take a little extra time to check in with your body before you start you day and later in the day.” Dylan said. “You surprised us the other day by asking for help from Mu. I know if you check in and need help you'll get it. You care too much for us to take a silly risk. Will you ask your Lady if she can help? We'd be very grateful.”

“You try to hoodwink us into believing you know nothing of technology but you cannot keep a global empire going without being computer savvy.” Morgan said. “We know you have Frederick keeping an eye on North America and we know a little about Poland but there's still the rest of Europe, Africa, Asia, Central and South America we know nothing about. When do you deal with these guys?”

“Unless there's a problem I don't deal with them.” I said. “Tim there are some software programs that scan the reports. They alert me if figures are a little off or profits are shrinking. I create a buffer and get an alert when things just start to dip. The program automatically gathers all the figures and any recent correspondence from that source and dumps it in a folder. That eliminates a lot of my work.”

“Can I see that program someday soon, My Love?” Tim asked batting his eyelashes at me. “I'll let you spank Bryce tonight. Fine you can spank me as well. Who designed this software? You're not that computer savvy are you?”

“No I set up a scholarship at MIT and one for the economics students at Harvard.” I said. “The economics guys tell the MIT guys what needs changing depending on changes in my investments or focus. Morgan part of my scholarship amount is five percent of my nett profits so they keep a very close eye on it. There is a base figure but they do such a good job the five percent is usually a lot more. They have teams who focus on different areas and see who can make the most for the fund. The winners usually get to go visit a part of their area to see the money in action. This helps them understand what I mean when I say it is people first, last and in between. A lot of them think I'm crazy when they just read my investment guides. Once or twice I've had to chat with them about some investments but the professors do a good job of explaining what I want.”

“What on earth motivated you to get this all set-up?” Charles asked. “You never seemed very interested in trade and business dealings. I had a lot of motivation to look after caregivers and form my foundation. You were the inspiration.”

“You had Dad to inspire your foundation and Dad had Samuel.” Dylan guessed. “Charles nothing but a promise to somebody very special would have pushed Dad to these extremes. Did he also inspire the garden? You have to show Charles the garden.”

“I don't have the time unless Charles gets up before sunrise.” I protested. “Tracy remind me to give you the code and you can let him in. Yes Dylan he inspired the garden and this monstrous financial empire. Charles he wanted me to have the money to help people. I might miss one or two but I plan on making certain there isn't a country that hasn't been touched by Samuel. Cattle for a village bought because of this inspiration. Gardens donated and irrigation established to help a province in Africa thanks to Samuel. We recently built a dam and electrical plant in an area that kept being flooded.”

“What Lao is seeing is not only the results of your chi work but the effects of the love Samuel and you shared.” Leslie said. “Add your love for Genta and his for you to the mix and it's no wonder Lao finds your body scan so interesting. Samuel inspired the empire that helps people like the farmers in Poland. Genta's influence is in how you helped Dariusz and your treatment of the monk who attacked you.”

“Rohan we joke of gossiping about you behind your back.” Charles said. “I will no doubt continue just as Christopher and Garth joke about making important Order decisions while you're distracted by a pretty monk. Griogair explained why you go along with this illusion. Your sons talk of the many layers of your mind and life. I should have know what I'd discover about your life would be anything but simple. We peel back layers and layers only to find there are still more layers.

I want you to know when you are ready we will sit down with a good bottle of whiskey and you can tell me about your time on the streets. This is something I feel I need to hear from you. Nothing more than a hunch but I'll trust it. You taught me that much. I could get up early to see the garden but if you don't mind I'd like to see it when I have an hour or two to enjoy it. Do you mind if Lance and Nancy visit it?”

“No, I don't mind.” I said. “We've held weddings there and had many guests visit. What I would suggest is you go in alone and spend some time there thinking of Samuel. Then call the others in. I trust you to choose the right people to take with you. You could prepare lunch in the kitchen and even make some of your calls while you are there. Tracy has the password for the internet. I know Sanne would love to see the garden again.”

“Why do you pretend they have you distracted, Dad?” Dylan asked. “Isn't this part of the absent-minded professor role you played?”

“Dylan our Order is bigger than one man and if I let the others make decisions it keeps my ego in check.” I said. “When we have important gatherings somebody always sends out a transcript of the meeting so it's on record. I read the transcript and if I feel they have overlooked something I ask what their plan is if this or that were to happen. Besides it is good for them to surprise me.”

“Also if you can survive our weapons training for as long as it takes to get elected to a senior post it usually means you are pretty sensible.” Leif added. “I know Rohan will want to get up early but there is a mystery show I've been dying to see on the shelf. Would you allow me to be rude and watch it?”

“No we won't allow you to be rude.” I said firmly. “We'll grab another drink and watch it with you. The two miscreants aren't going anywhere.”

The boys set Lance on top of me and gave him instructions about covering my eyes. He had great fun holding his hands over my eyes. Nancy agreed with Leslie it was a fun side to the fearless leader of a global business organization and religious order. Leif told her he thought it confirmed they'd made a good choice in me as grand master. I enjoyed the show and the company. We had a lovely evening. Charles agreed to join us for breakfast. Catherine told me I had a workout on Monday morning. J kindly agreed to get together with me at midday. Catherine agreed to let Charles watch my workout but only Charles. Tracy's presence was a given in case Lao needed to pass on some instructions.

“Excuse me but where do you think you're going?” I asked Dylan and slung him over my shoulder. “There will be two freshly spanked guys here and just one of me. Thanks for volunteering to help out. Tim appreciates it.”

“So much for giving you time alone with the two of them.” Dylan said. “Fine I'll help out but it will cost you and Tim five kisses each.”

“That price had better include all the prep work.” I said. “Then you have a deal. I want them dangling in the breeze.”

“Oh Scoundrel you never dangled me before.” Tim said. “Mangled yes. Dangled no. Let's say our goodbyes I don't want to keep you up too late.”

“Only until Tim's ready to fall asleep.” Adam predicted. “Our Tim is a very sensible lad.”

Ten minutes later I was showing Dylan how to go about hoisting the miscreants into place. I left them to dangle at the perfect height for Dylan to lubricate their holes. When he finished with one I ate some ass. Repeated the ass eating while Dylan perused our implements to find the perfect implement. He chose a light and a medium flogger. I got to spank them both because Dylan wanted to watch.

Reaching between their legs I pulled cock and balls back through their legs for easier access. Bryce confessed he was a little nervous. Tim confessed he was a little afraid. This made Bryce even more nervous. I let the light flogger talk for me. The genital spanking was pretty light. That isn't to say it lacked bite. Both of them were swaying nicely and gasping in pain by the time I pushed their genitals back from their asses. Sticking with the light flogger I warmed them up very nicely.

Suspended in a U their cheeks were taut and fully exposed. Dylan told me he found the sight of the stripes very arousing. He laughed when I pointed out how arousing it was for Tim and Bryce who couldn't even see them. Ignoring Tim's protests I had Dylan slip a vibrator in the two of them.

“Scoundrel I'm going to cum pretty fucking quickly.” Tim warned.

“That's okay.” I said lashing him with the medium flogger. “I don't care if you cum. I'm fucking Bryce and couldn't care less when or if he climaxes. Dylan feel free to tie off Tim if you don't want him cumming too soon.”

“I'll follow your lead.” Dylan said. “Fucking Tim will be great regardless. Make certain you get a nice fire going in those cheeks please.”

“He's ignited a good blaze already.” Tim said. “Ignore the scurvy knave Scoundrel. Holy fuck! That's not ignoring. Ouch! Ow! Oh gods that's good.”

“Make up your mind.” Bryce said. “Rohan needs no fucking encouragement.”

The blows were falling thick and fast. I wanted all of their cheeks covered in a deep red glow. Standing to the side I could lash them simultaneously. By snapping my wrist sharply I was able to keep up a fast pace. Breathing deeply I settled in to enjoy spanking the two sweet boys. Finally I stopped to admire the sight of my handiwork.

“Will that do Dylan or should I lay on another dozen?” I asked quietly.

“Sorry Dad but you did such a good job thrashing them I'm too horny to wait any longer.” Dylan said. “Please Dad may I fuck your husband now?”

“I see no reason not to.” I said as I lowered Tim. “Tell me when he's just a fraction too low. How's that?”

“Perfect. Gods you did ignite a good fire.” Dylan said. “Tim you're growing up quickly. Adam will be so proud in the morning.”

“Never mind Adam it'll be a miracle if I survive.” Tim said. “Please fuck me Dylan. I need it so badly. Ugh! Yes that's it. Harder! Fuck me, Dylan.”

Bryce was smiling bravely through his tears as I kissed him and praised his courage. I got a good rhythm going leaning over Bryce. Completely ignoring the mess the vibrators had made of his stomach and chest. Dipping a finger into it I ate a little as I fucked the boy. After a few minutes I stood upright and smiled at Dylan. He gave me a high-five and we stood alongside each other fucking our chosen lover. Some dads take their son fishing. I take mine fucking.

The pain was slowly being transformed to pleasure as the fucking continued. Dylan climaxed a few minutes ahead of me and began cleaning the toys while I kept pounding Bryce. Damn the boys was so sweet, so tight and so trusting. Almost there I told him. Getting closer. The tingling in my toes let me know I'd only get in a couple more thrusts. Three at the most. Gritting my teeth I made it to three. Then I collapsed on top of him as my hips jerked and cum spurted into him.

Only when I'd helped Dylan get the playroom back in shape did we lower the two lovely boys to the ground and untie them. I told Dylan to take them on to the shower while I finished putting stuff away. We switched partners as we treated them to a loving wash, dry and some salve.

“Let's go tuck these well-spanked naughty boys in Dylan.” I said. “That's right just the two of you. Hop under the covers. Yes Tim I'm leaving you alone with Bryce. I'm sure Bryce will be gentle with you.”

“Hopefully you don't expect me to make such a promise.” Dylan said as he leaned in to kiss the two of them good night.

“Thank you Scoundrel.” Tim said. “This is very sweet and a very nice surprise. Now scoot. I might shed a tear or two soon.”

“Where are you sleeping Rohan?” Bryce asked.

“There's a bed in the spare room but I think we'll start on the couch.” I said. “That's if Dylan doesn't mind.”

“I don't mind Dad.” Dylan said. “The others arriving for breakfast might.”

“Huh the other two fucketeers will have us awake long before that crowd.” I said. “You boys play nice. Rest well.”

“We'll be up to kiss it all better for you.” Dylan promised. “Do we have time for hot chocolate Dad?”

“There's always time for hot chocolate.” I said. “And if you don't believe me ask Lance.”

My prediction of a fucketeer alarm clock proved correct. After I'd drained the three of them on the couch we headed upstairs. I peeked in at Tim and Bryce. Satisfied Bryce was being gentle with Tim I led the boys to the shower. There I fucked Dylan. Later I sent Adam and Morgan upstairs with trays for the two lazybones. A blushing Bryce joined us later. The brave boy didn't hesitate to give me a thank you kiss. Tracy reminded Tim to get a camping mattress while we were working out with Lao. The five fucketeers went hunting for one while I drove Tracy over to see Lao.

Knowing of my plan to visit the chapter house and camp in the Glen it came as no surprise when Lao had us work on our chi grids. He'd laid one out in his studio to give us an idea of what a healthy grid felt like. Then he had us each work on half of the grid to make it stronger. Once we had that down Lao led us outdoors to a park where he practiced. He explained we needed to know the difference between laying grids for buildings and for natural spaces. I paid particular attention to the outdoor space. Tracy startled me by hugging me tight when I suggested she practice in my garden.

On the ride to the apartment Tracy told me there was no need to call Brother Murray to ask him to build us a camp site. The moment she'd told him I was coming up with Tim they knew what to do. My housekeeper handed me a package of sandwiches to eat on the way. Tim had a cooler with beer so we had everything we needed. Lance gave us a flask of hot chocolate he'd made all by himself. We hurried our goodbyes because every passing minute was adding to my feeling of time pressure.

Sister Celeste winked at me from her place in the ranks of my greeters. My Lady pulled me up short and insisted I take some time to do this properly because I didn't do it often and it meant a lot to them. Seeing the wisdom in her suggestion I sang an extra chant for us. Tim surprised us all by asking Brother Michael if he'd help him with a fitness assessment while I was meeting with Sister Celeste and Brother Murray.

“Where are we on the school lunches?” I asked as we headed up to my office. “This is something I committed to a while back with the principal so we can't let this slide.”

“Right now we are serving food next to the usual fare.” Brother Murray said. “We keep track of how many kids eat from our menu or the regular menu. There has been a shift of twenty-five per cent to our menu. The bully and his friends eating our food has helped. No he isn't forcing anybody to change. The other day he stopped some teasing that was taking place. The student being teased was eating the regular food.”

“What about special diets?” I asked. “How are we factoring this in?”

“We keep the lunch pretty neutral in terms of gluten and the most common allergens.” Brother Murray said. “Those students on special diets have their supplements, snacks and other items delivered to their home. This gives us a chance to check with the parents and talk with the student in a private setting. Sister Celeste has us competing with the school teams in a variety of events to convince the coaches we might be on to something and able to help them do better through diet.”

“Football is proving quite popular with the monks and nuns for some reason.” Sister Celeste said as we entered our office. “We think of it as a watered-down version of our Frisbee.”

“The principal and school board are happy?” I asked. “Do we have the support of the teachers?”

“When the parents heard we were letting the regular food be served and paying for our menu out-of-pocket they were a lot more accepting.” Brother Murray said. “The switch to organic vegetables and free-range meat was easy for them to accept when we told them we'd pick up the extra cost from our budget. Some of the parents have asked for advice and we are treating them as well. I was certain you wouldn't object.”

“Good. I'm glad that is all going along smoothly. Please let the principal know I'll be away for a few weeks but will visit when I return.” I said. “Now let's get this paperwork finished so I can go see how fit my husband is. Did we eradicate the mold issue? How many times has my housekeeper visited to check on your cleaning and supplies? Sister Celeste she won't just abandon you. I bet she's been here at least eight or ten times for tea.”

“Yes she's very concerned about us.” Sister Celeste said. “We think it's very sweet. She trusts us to swing swords and shoot arrows but not keep a pantry stocked even with a list of what to order and how much of each item to keep on hand. Stephen has ensured we have ample funds so we haven't had to use your regular housekeeping funds. Thank you, Rohan.”

“You're merely back to where you should have been all along.” I said. “Now where's my mountain of paperwork to wade through? What do you mean this is it? There's only six pieces here that need signing. Yes I did give Tracy a lot of authority. Glad you were able to put it to good use and take care of things for me. You can tell Tracy I have decreased her annual pay by a nickel for all this extra help.”

There was a monk giving Tim a hard time as he worked through his exercises under the close scrutiny of Brother Michael. Because Brother Michael was letting it continue I kept quiet and stayed behind the monk. There was a line I'd not let him cross but this was Brother Michael's domain. Tim seemed unconcerned about the heckling and calmly kept on with his workout. The heckler crossed the line when he said something derogatory about me. Brother Michael spun around and knocked the man off his feet with a couple of punches. When Brother Michael noticed me I smiled and motioned for him to resume his work with Tim. I let Brother Murray take a look at the other monk.

“Tim can hold his own with most of the first year monks and nuns.” Brother Michael said when we were having tea. “I know he has other projects and work to do for you so we will have to come up with a special schedule for him to get in his weapons training. I suggest starting with the short sword. Easier to travel with and requires a smaller training area. I'll give Lao and Catherine a call to discuss tweaking his program and making it road-friendly.

While you are away I'd like to chat with the moms and arrange for the three boys to begin their training on the weekend. One day per week will be good to start although two days would be even better.”

“Whatever you work out will be fine with me. Thank you for defending the post of grand master.” I said with sincerity. “I think Tim handled the heckling well. Now I'd like a quick assessment before dinner. I won't use chi. Please put out the word that I won't tolerate any heckling. Anybody who heckles will get to spar with me to first blood and I won't play nicely. Please make this very clear. I don't have the time or the patience today.”

“I'll help put out the word we have a grumpy GM visiting today.” Sister Celeste said. “Your camp is ready if you'd like a few minutes with Tim. You're right it is better to do it after your assessment.”

Tim sighed when he heard he'd be taking a second shower soon. His spirits lifted considerably when Sister Celeste reminded him there would be some good hard sex in this shower. Brother Michael added he would need to make it a vigorous assessment because I was the man at the top and everybody needed to see I kept the standards I set for them. Brother Murray mentioned how Tim could help further the Hospitaller knowledge of how adrenaline impacts sexual performance if he was willing to take a second shower.

“Since I'm married to the head of the Order I ought to do my part and show some support.” Tim said as he took my hand. “Come on my Love we have some Order business to attend to before dinner. I'll cheer you on. You guys out here are quite fond of your cheerleaders.”

“Fine but let's give them time to spread the word I'll not tolerate jeer-leaders.” I said.

Brother Michael didn't have any of the equipment Catherine had at her disposal so my assessment wasn't as tough as her workouts. A lot of the monks and nuns' conditioning used body weight and resistance bands. These worked fine but I'd like to start getting them more machines. Unfortunately there was a limit to the amount of money I could invest in the Order and it wouldn't cover the cost of a gym at every chapter house. This was something we needed to discuss at the Andes convention. Tim made a note in his cellphone when I paused for some water. There was no heckling. I smiled during a set of push-ups when I heard somebody start to heckle followed by the sound of a short scuffle and a few blows being landed.

“Thank you for humoring your grouchy leader and not heckling.” I said calmly when I finished. “I'm sure I'll be in a better mood when I join you in the chapel shortly.”

“Shortly? I can only hope.” Tim said causing the others to laugh.

There would be time in the Glen for taking it slow. I did enjoy the occasional quick hard fuck. Feeling more than a little mischievous I sucked Tim's cock until he was right on the edge of cumming. We'd hardly gotten started fucking when Tim exploded against the shower wall. I was able to ride out his orgasm and settled in for a quick but unhurried fuck. Quick fucks are great but hardly any reason not to take time to admire your lover's body. Squeezing and fondling the flesh of his butt I let nature takes its course. The sights, sound and feel of him and of fucking him worked their magic.

“No Scoundrel you aren't done.” Tim told me as I stood over him. “You aren't stepping out of the shower and leaving me with this hard-on. That was a dirty trick you played earlier. I'll let you choose where you want this load.”

“How can it be a dirty trick when we're in the shower?” I asked kneeling down to blow my husband.

Over dinner Tim told Brother Murray that the extra adrenaline had a lot going for it. Brother Michael thanked me for doing the assessment so he could work on both our workout routines with Lao and Catherine. I mentioned my thoughts about getting more gym equipment and asked them to give the matter some thought. Then we spent a couple of very enjoyable hours watching the monks at their quest game. Sister Celeste told me Brother Michael was having a tough time with William. Tim smiled and said that was one for the geeks. Before heading to our campsite I placed a call to the apartment. The boys teased Tim about sleeping outdoors. He threatened to tickle them for several minutes when he returned.

The chi grid needed a little tweaking so I took care of it before we crossed. Tim sat silently next to me enjoying the sight of the deer and stream in the moonlight while I did my energy work. My guard of honor didn't cross with us to our camp. One of the braver or more curious deers came over to nuzzle Tim's hand. I stopped so he could pet the animal for a few minutes. Yes it was very cool I agreed when we were undressing in our camp. I grinned at how quickly Tim went from standing naked to lying beneath our bedding.

“You know Scoundrel a camp site is all very nice but a straw bale cottage with lots of windows would be just as nice.” Tim said as I smiled down at him. “Way more efficient when it comes to heating your sleeping quarters.”

“You don't heat the sleeping quarters in a campsite which makes it very efficient.” I said sliding in alongside him. “No heat to lose.”

“Scoundrel you married a Brit not an Eskimo.” Tim said. “Us Brits are a mod-con tribe. Hot tea in a warm home is what we enjoy. You do want a happy husband don't you? No I'm not cold now. The two extra blankets Brother Murray added are a godsend. Why wait until I'm cold to complain? Then it will be too late. I'm not going to get you to give up the odd night outdoors am I?”

“No my Love you aren't.” I said between kisses. “We need the outdoor chi to keep us healthy and it gives us the opportunity to give back to the planet by doing some chi work on the land. There is also the outdoor sex I'm loathe to give up. Remember our field trip back in Blighty?”

“I'll never forget it.” Tim said. “Scary, nerve-wracking and so fucking hot. Maybe you'll toughen me up and I'll come to enjoy a little time outdoors. Now would you like to apply yourself to toughening me up beneath the covers? Let's find out if I'm tough enough for outdoor sex. Control your enthusiasm Scoundrel. Don't dislodge any of my blankets.”

“Heaven forbid.” I said with a smile. “Yes, I am making fun of you. I'm also making a fuck-toy of you. The best fuck-toys are fun.”

“Right now I'm just a toy.” Tim pointed out. “You have to get a certain part of you into a particular part of me to add the fuck element. Those are the two parts I had in mind. You also have my permission to dispense a lot of kisses.”

The fucking stopped while I focused on the kissing. Tim didn't seem to mind too much that I lay unmoving inside of him. Every kiss was a kiss I wanted to savor. How beautiful he was in the soft light of the gas lantern hanging above us. The play of the shadows as the breeze caused the lantern to sway gently was mesmerizing. Tim gave my butt a playful squeeze to help bring me back to the moment at hand. I smiled, kissed the tip of his nose and started a long kiss with plenty of tongue. The more we kissed the more I relaxed.

When he'd begged me enough I gave in and resumed fucking him. After several minutes we switched into a different position. Fucking him from behind as we lay on our side I pulled him tight against me. My hand reached down to toy with his cock while the other roamed lightly up and down his front. Tweaking his nipples, stroking his flat stomach and teasing his inner thighs got him nicely worked up. I enjoyed the clenching and unclenching of his ass on my cock.

One of my favorite positions was to fuck my lover as he lay face-down beneath me. I could really drive my cock deep inside him and feel the flesh of his ass as it flattened beneath me. I let Tim know he could expect to get fucked in this position quite a bit.

“Promise?” Tim asked impishly. I swatted his ass. “Ouch!”

“Yes, I promise.” I said grinding my hips against his cheeks. “Out of all the paths my life could have taken I'm so fucking glad I'm right here right now. Gods you are amazing. The sweetest, most adorable husband any man could be given. Thank you, Tim. Thank you for being you and sharing you with me.”

“Scoundrel you make the idea of sharing so enticing.” Tim said. “Hmm, I like this position quite a bit myself. Don't stop Scoundrel I'm almost there. Gods this is so fucking sexy.”

“Relax my Love I'm just rolling you over so we avoid a mess.” I said.

“And so you don't miss out on eating my load.” Tim said with a smile as I entered him again. “Gods that is so hot Scoundrel. You truly can't get enough of my cum. Being wanted that much is so hot. Go on! Unleash the bastard within and milk me from within. Punch it out, Bastard! I know you're in there and me and oh fuck yes! Uuumm oh fucking hell. Quit the edging. I want to cum now! Right fucking now! Oh thank the gods. Yes!”

This was one orgasm I chose not to ride out. Smiling at the shifting expressions on his face and enjoying the soft curses as his cum spurted onto his stomach and chest I relaxed into my orgasm. My cum filling him in short, sharp bursts as I held myself above him and kept the blankets from messing up my treat. Then I slid down and began lapping up the cream. Tim smiled down at me as he held the blankest up over me and watched me lick my way up to his chest.

We kissed good night and within seconds he was asleep. I smiled, turned off the lamp and got comfortable next to him. Tomorrow we'd be off early and Monday was already pretty full. I was glad we'd be spending so much time traveling on Tuesday so I could get some rest.

“The good thing about having service so early is we are on the road at a ridiculously early hour.” Tim said handing me a breakfast sandwich Sister Celeste had packed for us. “I'm looking forward to seeing the monastery where you spent so much time. I'll always think of it as Genta's home.”

“That's very fitting.” I said sincerely. “Thank you, my Love.”

Tim stayed awake even though I suggested he lean the seat back and rest. When I saw Devon was on duty to greet visitors I smiled. Tim laughed when he saw Devon blush. He laughed harder when I took Devon in my arms for a very special kiss with my hand cupping Devon's ass. The kiss Devon got from Tim wasn't a special kiss but it was passionate and heartfelt. Daizan gave permission for Devon to show Tim around the monastery while I met with him and Mu for a couple of hours. I asked Devon if he had the blue tile handy.

“Keep an eye on the time. I want Tim to join us when we start cooking lunch for the monks.” I said as I took Devon's hands in mine. “You are the one I'd like to share the bath house and tell Tim all about my time here. Speak freely of whatever comes to mind. Share whatever personal stuff you are comfortable sharing. I have very few secrets from this Brit. We have two hours after lunch so don't rush the bath house.”

“Thank you, Rohan. I'll let him see the kitchen when we join you.” Devon said. “I'm looking forward to enjoying your cooking again.”

“Fine. Now go make a meal of my husband so I can unburden my soul.” I said as I kissed Tim's cheek. “Yes it's time for that chat.”

“That won't take long at all.” Tim said brightly. “Don't play with the mantras for too long when you're done chatting. Daizan if the three of you got started who knows what damage you could do to the place. Now Devon why don't you show me the garden and give me the scoop on Rohan? Start with the embarrassing things he doesn't want me to know.”

“Very brave of you letting those two spend time together.” Mu said with a smile as he slipped his arm through mine. “Would you do us the honor of chanting in Daizan's rooms? Thank you, Rohan.”

This conversation was only taking place because of the knowledge Daizan, Genta and Mu knew of my decision. I knew there would be some discomfort. Daizan and Mu might have worked through stuff like this but my meditation practice hadn't gotten me to this point yet. While Daizan made us tea we chatted about my trip to Poland. They asked about the attack on me and took my word that I was in no danger. Daizan smiled when I told him of my trip to the Andes and Tim's comment we ought to get our wardrobe from Siberia. Glancing up at the clock I knew it was time to move on to the reason I'd requested this time with the two of them.

“Charles showed me what he'd been doing to honor the memory of his son.” I began as I set my cup aside. “Do you know of his foundation and the suite at the stadium?”

“Yes he has was able to show us now we have Skype.” Daizan said. “Thank you Rohan for the gift of the laptop. This has allowed many blessings to enter our life. Charles and Griogair also told us you stayed in Samuel's room. You obviously managed to banish some ghosts or you wouldn't have stayed in them for a week.”

“I'm glad you were able to find more peace.” Mu said quietly giving my hand a squeeze. “We know how much Genta and Samuel influenced your life and still influence your choices. Genta asked me to let you know he was proud to have you as a student. He even asked me to tell you he appreciates your failure to poison him with your cooking.”

“Genta really enjoyed spending time with the boys.” Daizan said. “When they left he spoke often of them. Special souls he called them. He also told me he was glad they had you to guide them. Let's return to Samuel. You want to talk about honoring his last request don't you?”

“When Charles called us on Friday asking to chat he let us know he'd told you we knew.” Mu said giving my hand another squeeze. “Patience may have been our failing in this instance. Maybe it would have been best to approach you instead of waiting for you to approach us. Even though I know we cannot change things I often wonder about it.”

“I could have asked.” I said quietly. “I could have put my faith in Genta and spoken to him of it.”

“No you couldn't have asked.” Daizan said. “The shame you felt was too great to allow you to make such a decision. Genta saw it as a fire to help forge your soul. Christopher and Garth got many letters asking about you and kindly sent reports from the monks they had watching you. Genta was most insistent that somebody watch you. They even disguised monks and nuns as homeless people to watch you.

Rohan we know that life includes death. These two elements are constantly entwined. Sometimes the path to healing leads through death. The physical can sometimes be sacrificed in clearing karma or for emotional healing. We will most likely never know why Samuel made that request of you. All we can do is focus on the benefits.”

“There is no benefit to murder.” I said. “I willingly and knowingly killed him.”

“And in honoring his final wish you let Samuel experience a moment of unconditional love.” Mu said holding my hand tightly. “You set him free knowing he wasn't coming back to you. Samuel knew he was asking for more than most people could give. He like Genta had faith in the vastness and generosity of your soul. Because you found the courage and resolve to bear the karmic consequences of your actions Samuel experienced unconditional love and a lot less pain. Rohan you cannot imagine how much pain he would have been in just a week later. The pain grows exponentially so you spared him from a torment I would not like to endure.”

“Samuel's body was irreparably harmed.” Daizan said. “All that was left to him in this physical journey was the process of dying. He could die knowing you loved him or regretting he had even asked. I think that would have caused him more pain than the physical torment. Rohan you are one of only two people I have met who could have made that choice. The other was Genta. Mu and I hope it will never come to it but if we are in such a position we know to ask you and not each other. This is why Samuel asked you and not Charles.”

“The fire of that moment was too hot.” I said wiping away tears. “When I held the cup to his lips a part of me cracked inside. All of who I believe myself to be blew away like a cloud of dust on the wind. I gave him that drink so I wouldn't have to endure what I endured here. The wasting away. I wanted to remember him like he was when he had been healthy but it was already too late.”

“Never too late for memories.” Daizan said taking me in his arms and holding me while I cried. “You can remember him now as he used to be. Cheering you on in the pubs. Celebrating your new records and enjoying being part of a living legend. All those people who stopped at the stadium to meet you and honor Samuel prove how much of an impact you both had on Sunderland.”

“Drink this tea, Rohan.” Mu said handing me a mug. “All you need now is some time in the kitchen cooking us a nice lunch. Tracy also bought some brisket for you to marinade. She told us we should cook it overnight in slow cookers. The new assistants know the secret of making a good gravy so we will eat like kings for a long while.”

“Tracy bought us six large slow cookers.” Daizan said. “We still get a monthly delivery of olives, cheese and bread from her. You are fortunate to have her in your life.”

“Her and the two of you.” I said wiping my eyes. “Thank you for taking me in and sharing your dad with me. Will the two of you help me cook this lunch? I'm certain Tracy supplied us with some of Genta's favorite Polish mineral water.”

“Two cases.” Mu said. “I will have plenty for my tinctures. We have already told the assistants they will only be required later to learn about the marinade and slow cooker meals.”

Mu saw Tim and Devon sitting in the garden so we went over to fetch the two of them. Tim told me Sanne had outdone herself in this garden. Daizan suggested the difference might have been all the energy and intent that went into it. Devon told me had hadn't said a word about the kitchen to Tim.

“Pay attention to the ritual of entering this kitchen, Tim.” I said so seriously he immediately became very attentive. “You open the door slowly so it takes a full count of fifteen to open fully. Bram added the bells so Genta would have time to hide his vodka. Yes everybody knew but it became a sign of respect. A way to pay homage to a man who wouldn't have accepted any. That is why we still observe the ritual.”

Tim laughed delightedly when I scattered bread and cheese on the table. Then I placed a small olive jar amongst the bread and cheese. Daizan showed Tim the large barrel of olives Tracy had delivered each month. They returned from the pantry with some Polish mineral water and five glasses. I told Devon and Tim they were to sit at the table and snack while drinking mineral water. Tim told me he'd have to let Nancy know of this hardship. The three monks laughed when they heard his explanation.

The monks had requested curries for lunch. Lamb, beef, lentils, sautéed greens with chili, spicy cauliflower, lots of rice and some chapati made up our lunch menu. Tim made a note of my prep order in his phone for Daizan and Mu to follow. About an hour after we started Tim and Devon asked if they could help so I set them up making chapati. Despite being given some time off the assistants showed up to help. The monks are getting hungry and cranky they warned us so helping us would be helping themselves. Daizan stopped arguing when they said they couldn't pass up the honor to cook with two Abbots. Mu laughed when they promised to meditate on releasing this attachment. Tim suggested they start tomorrow. Devon was happy to have another couple of cute asses for me to grope.

There was laughter from outside the kitchen when Tim complained it was difficult to concentrate on the flatbread while I was kneading his buns. I told him it just took practice and promised him lots of it. The kisses were equally distracting it seemed.

“Concentration is for the rigid types.” I declared loftily. “The only reason I can work these six skillets is because I'm not concentrating. Relax. Dance. Kiss. Grope ass. The food will join in and if it doesn't I'll serve you as lunch.”

“Huh there won't be anything left of me to serve if you keep on.” Tim declared. “So how are those skillets doing?”

“Almost done.” I said looking at them quickly. “The moment you get done with the chapati I believe we will be ready to go.”

Daizan and Mu started getting the other dishes over to the serving hatch. I decided to help serve lunch with the assistants and Tim. The rest I shooed to the main room. Tim laughed loudly when the monks waiting in the dining hall applauded. I promised to have a word with Daizan about the lack of decorum amongst monks in this monastery. My case was not helped by Tim showing a lack of decorum and kissing the grouchy cardinal better.

Lunch was a wonderful experience. Tim chatted easily with the other monks. They took great delight in sharing stories of my escapades and drinking sessions with Genta. Tim asked if all this talk was upsetting me. I told him I'd just been out-of-sorts the last couple of days and couldn't put my finger on it. Once we start our trip I'll be fine I assured him. Hearing the timer ring I headed back to the kitchen to remove the pies from the oven. Before I sat down for dessert I thanked the monks for putting up with me in such a grumpy mood.

After lunch Devon offered to lend me his tile but I told him my grumpiness wouldn't make for an enjoyable experience. Devon told me he'd consider it an honor to spend time with Tim but told me he worried Tim might not want to spend time with him. A sound kiss from Tim convinced him of Tim's eagerness. Before he left Tim showed Mu what apps to use to record the recipe for the marinades and spice rubs.

“Holy cow!” I said when I opened the fridge and saw all the meat Tracy had bought.

“Holy cows and holy pigs.” Mu corrected. “We have food for tonight and leftovers from lunch for tomorrow so we don't have to cook it all tonight.”

“Good because there is simply too much here to cook tonight.” I said with relief. “We'll marinade half the pork and half the beef. That's three of each. You want them to marinade for twenty-four hours. Then take them out a couple of hours before you want to place them in the slow cooker. The ones we use a rub on we only need to keep at room temperature for two hours before cooking.”

Weighing the spices for a pork roast helped a lot. Once I'd done one for a beef roast as well it was a simple matter to scale it own to so much spice per pound. The assistants each gave it a try on the remaining roasts. I still had an hour before Tim returned so I prepared some cobblers and Tipsy tart. Vanilla sugar was a new treat for the monks. I left the baking of the desserts to them and headed off to spend some time with Daizan and Mu in the garden.

When Tim joined us he sat himself on my lap and kissed me. I apologized and told him I thought it would take a lot more kisses to shift this inexplicable grumpiness. The mantras help some but no sooner does it lift and it resettles I told Mu. He smiled when I told him I'd go through whatever treatment he wanted and drink numerous vile tasting teas to shift this energy. Mu told us he'd arrange it while we drove back to the apartment. Everything I needed to shift the energy would be waiting for me when got home he promised. Tim kissed him for chasing the grump from his bed. He kissed Daizan and Mu thank you for chatting with me. I smiled as he groped Devon's ass while they kissed. Things had obviously gone well in the bath house.

On the way home I asked Tim about the deep thoughts he was thinking when he entered the kitchen from the pantry. He told me Daizan had given him a lot to think about. Apparently the olives, bread and cheese cost Tracy between $450 and $500 each month. I confessed I hadn't known but had trusted Tracy wouldn't overextend herself financially. Tim agreed it was a good thing Leslie had talked Tracy into letting me pay her for her extra services as a personal assistant and the work she did for the Order. This still cost her more in a year than some people dreamed of as their monthly salary. Tim found this such a sweet gesture it had taken him a while to figure out how to respond. He told me he'd keep his response a surprise and I'd know what it was soon enough.

“No sooner spoken of than she calls.” Tim said looking at his cellphone. “Hello Tracy. What's up? Yes we are on our way back. We'll arrive around seven Rohan tells me. Yup we're about an hour away. He says we might arrive a little earlier if the traffic stays this light. Glad you were able to get to the apothecary for those herbs Mu and Lao put together. Better have the tea ready when we arrive. Rohan needs something stronger with his dinner but he'll drink the tea before he eats. I'm sure he'll be delighted to know he'll be lying naked beneath Juliet for two full hours.”

My treatment involved a lengthy massage along with copious amounts of tea. There had been no shortage of volunteers willing to let Juliet practice a new massage from Lao. I agreed with Tim that I was a lucky man. His teasing about being naked for such a long time beneath Juliet stopped when I asked how long he'd been naked beneath Devon. Tim would only tell me he'd spent a fair bit of time on top. On top or as the top I teased. Tim told me a British gentleman didn't kiss and tell. I let it go and pulled him close for the remainder of the drive.

I discovered how he planned to respond within seconds of entering the door. Tim took the mug of tea from Tracy's hand and handed it to me. Then he took Tracy in his arms, pressed her up against the wall and gave her a very long special kiss with his body pressed firmly against hers.

“Rohan have you been neglecting your husband?” Tracy spluttered when Tim finally stepped back. The other fucketeers bravely applauded him. “You've obviously neglected his manners. A married man shouldn't kiss a lady like that.”

“Considering why he did it I might be giving you a second kiss just like it.” I said sipping my tea. “First I need to finish my tea. Tracy since I'm married to Tim we can both kiss you inappropriately. Daizan showed Tim how generous you are to the monks. A few hundred dollars each month is a tidy sum. I wouldn't dream of offering you an increase. You can expect a thank you from me as well for being so kind to my family. I'll let Nancy, Lance and the three scurvy knaves go shopping for the thank you tomorrow if they have time.”

“The scurvy knaves will have time.” Sophie said. “I think Tracy can expect a steady supply of flowers over the next few weeks. Those monks have come to mean a lot to all of us.”

“Charles is chatting with Daizan and Mu tomorrow so we'd love to join you.” Nancy said. “Lance would love to help choose some flowers for Tracy again.”

“Yes, I would.” Lance said. “Tracy always has hot chocolate ready when I am about to run out. Rohan you and Charles have the best housekeepers in the world.”

“Any word other than thank you will get you shackled to my playroom wall.” Juliet warned Tracy. “Good. Now let's feed Rohan some food and drink before you feed him to me.”

The interrupted greetings were soon resumed. There was a great deal of concern. I had to tell several of them I was just a little grumpy and not about to drop dead on them. Eddie and Bryce had prepared some barbecue pork. Ivan blushed when Tim said he could guess who chose this menu. Lance told me the food had been very good while I was away and Juliet didn't need to spank anybody. Adam asked if I'd let him burn some toast tomorrow while I made breakfast. Juliet told him there was no need to waste a slice of bread. All he had to do was ask. Amanda told him she'd make certain there was time for it on Tuesday. Juliet promised to let them know tomorrow what time she had open.

“Please Pater dearest may I indulge in a spot wot to celebrate my brave sibling's first visit to a professional dominatrix?” Dylan asked as he tugged on my arm and batted his eyelashes at me. “Five kisses will blow my allowance and leave me penniless Pater. How shall I make it through the week having spent all my allowance of kisses? How cruel you are to remind me nothing less would express my admiration and love for my favorite brother. Five kisses it shall be. I'll expect a spot of the good rot not the gut rot, eh wot?!”

“I'll double your allowance of kisses if you stop torturing the British accent.” I promised. “That will leave you with five remaining.”

“Thanks Dad. Tracy I hope five kisses buys a round for everybody.” Dylan said. “Unless you're opening the bottle his housekeeper keeps at the back of the drinks cabinet. Then I might have to go to up to seven kisses.”

“Charles I cannot imagine drinking something that costs thousands of dollars per bottle.” my housekeeper said with a shudder. “I keep them at the back so I'm not reminded each time I open the cabinet.”

“This is not one those occasions.” Tracy said as she prepared a round of drinks with J's help.

“To Adam and Juliet.” I said with a smile as I raised my glass.

The moment I set my spoon down after a third helping of cobbler Juliet pounced. Tim and Bryce were debating if Juliet was more eager to have me naked beneath her than I was to lie naked beneath her. I thanked her for getting me upstairs and away from that conversation. She smiled and told me it wasn't one she wanted to hear either. Tracy joined us a few minutes later with a mug of tea. She also placed a flask of tea next to me.

“Boss you have to drink all of it before you fall asleep.” Tracy instructed. “Be sure to let Juliet know when you start feeling very sleepy and she'll finish the massage on your bed.”

“Thank you Tracy for everything.” I said. “You did a great job at the chapter house.”

“That was fun.” Tracy said with a smile and kissed me. “I hope I didn't mess too much up. Now I'll leave the two of you alone.”

In Lao terms I'd been using too much adrenaline to keep me going and not enough chi. The attack had caused my body to dump a lot of adrenaline into me as a natural response. This adrenaline lingered and it's presence in such amounts kept my body on high alert. My sleep had not been as healing and restful as it was. I needed to make my chi practice a more regular and bigger part of my day. The boys were right in asking me to do a regular scan each day. Juliet suggested I do it three or four times a day.

“The surface layers of your muscles are pretty relaxed.” Juliet said while she waited for me to finish refilling my mug. “Beneath this there is greater tension than ever before. I'm glad I'll get my hands on you after your workout as well. Yes it will take another hour to get you relaxed.”

“My session with J will help.” I mumbled as I started to feel sleepy.

Thanks to Juliet's reminders I got through my flask. I was so sleepy when I finished I had to lean on her as we walked to the bedroom. She chuckled when I said Tim would love a picture of me leaning on her. Five minutes before the massage was due to end the five fucketeers entered the room.

“No we haven't come to take a picture.” Tim said. “Lao warned us you'd feel very, very sleepy so we wanted to kiss you goodnight before you dropped off. Bryce has agreed to step in and take care of your marital duties tonight. Tracy paid him with a kiss for you.”

“She thought it safer than having Tim kiss her again.” Morgan explained with a smile.

“A quick kiss.” Juliet instructed the guys. “You'll have to kneel or lean down because Rohan isn't lifting his head off the pillow until he wakes tomorrow morning.”

“There's two more who want to kiss the old coot goodnight.” Tracy said leading Lance in to the bedroom. “Lance with these guys seeing them clothed is more surprising than seeing them naked. Good job on getting all that tea inside you Boss. Sleep tight.”

My habitual early rising overcame the effects of the tea and massage. I woke feeling a little groggy but was too restless to lay in bed. Before climbing out of bed I did grope Bryce and Tim's asses. A light kiss on their cheeks as I made my way downstairs. Coffee had to wait because Tracy left a note on the table saying tea first. The note leaned against a bag of herbs. Sighing I brewed my medicine. While I waited for the water to boil I checked on our medicinal crop. The plants felt and looked very healthy. I followed the checklist as I drank my tea. All I needed to do was add a little organic nutrients to the feed.

Last night Juliet had told me inner smile meditation was strongly recommended by Lao as one of my chi exercises. I spent a lovely hour practicing it on the balcony. Then I went upstairs to bang Bryce while I sucked Tim. The three scurvy knaves arrived as I hovered on the precipice of my orgasm. They spanked me hard enough to push me over the edge.

“Line up and present cocks.” I ordered. “Dylan on the end.”

Dylan was on the right and scurried around to the other end after I swallowed his first load. Morgan and Adam followed my orders to hit the bed when I'd blown them.

“Have fun guys.” I said leading Dylan out the room with me. “Dylan you're going to help me defend the kitchen from an incoming invasion. I'd only be tempted to wallow in debauchery if we stayed in the bedroom another few seconds. Grab your clothes while I grab an outfit.”

The reward for Dylan's help in getting us in the kitchen before the hordes descended was an Irish coffee.

“A very good spot wot Pater dear.” Dylan complimented me after his first sip.

“I'll give you a spot of what-four eh wot?!” I declared tucking him under my arm and dusting the seat of his pants. “Sorry Lance your hot chocolate got delayed because I had to deal with this miscreant.”

“Pater dear our coffee is getting cold while you warm me up.” Dylan pointed out.

“Fine but I'm not done with you or your butt.” I promised. “Now greet our guests and offer them a drink. Such tardiness will get you spanked.”

“Looks like his master plan is working.” Nancy said as she hugged and kissed Dylan.

“Splendidly, Nancy. Splendidly.” Dylan said. “Now let me grab a bar stool for Lance so he can make himself some hot chocolate. Dad won't mind supervising. He only has four skillets going.”

“Today while you are out getting Tracy her thank you gift I'd like you to visit a chocolate store I know.” I said to Lance as he prepared his hot chocolate. “Tonight we will have a very special hot chocolate because it will be a goodbye one. Does that sound like a good idea?”

“I hope I remember.” Lance said keeping a close eye on the thermometer in the milk. “Thanks for setting a reminder in your phone Dylan. It's at 145 Rohan. Yes I can pour it.”

“God job.” Nancy complimented Lance when he climbed down and accepted his mug from her. “Now let's leave these nice guys to cook and go chat with the others.”

The gang all asked how I was feeling when they greeted us. I assured Catherine I wouldn't miss the workout for anything. She promised to follow Lao's suggestions which made me feel a lot happier. Brother Michael had chatted with them so I was eager to try the new workout. Dylan laughed at how excited I got about a new workout. I sent Dylan up to untangle the fucketeers but they were already on their way down. Juliet was glad to hear I'd already got an hour of Lao's suggested chi work in. Tracy scolded me for cooking breakfast casseroles. Lance laughed when I waited until she finished and kissed her nose. He laughed harder when she swatted me and led me from the kitchen by the ear.

“Thank you for cooking Rohan.” my housekeeper said as she took my place. “We'll take it from here.”

I told Eddie his naked medicine was looking good and let him know I'd added some nutrients. We went out to admire it again. Jocelyn was eager to try turning the extra into medicines. Most of it would go to teas and salves. A little would be used in an oil of some sort.

“Would you mind if Lance had a look?” Nancy asked. “No I don't mind. The sooner he learns to see it as a medicinal plant the better. Rohan you wouldn't have it around if it wasn't medicinal. You might be very liberal but around your sons and the others you care for there will never be any inorganic party drugs. Besides the boys tell me Sanne is growing it in a very unique way.”

The growing method fascinated Lance. I asked if he'd like us to set up two medium containers for him to experiment with at his new home. He really liked Dylan's idea of herbs in the one and vegetables in the other so Nancy could save some money at the store. Dylan called Sanne so Lance could ask for her help. We smiled when he asked if he could grow flowers for his mom and the ladies who worked for Charles. He told Sanne he got too much pocket-money from me so he could buy one of the three containers. Sanne liked Dylan's idea as much as he did. She suggested he practice first before growing marijuana. Much to Nancy's relief he agreed.

There was more stretching and even a new tai chi sequence for me at the gym. Tracy showed me a video of Lao performing it on her phone. Lao told me he'd be over later so I could show him how much I'd embarrassed him. I told him I loved the new workout. The kettlebell was a good addition as well. Catherine would also come over this afternoon to show us a full body workout using the kettlebell. I promised Tim would be there to learn it. Tracy promptly sent him a text.

While I was doing my strikes at the heavy bag with Bjorn there was the sound of a scuffle at the door followed by a thud. I kept on until I finished my round before looking over at the door. Tracy had her foot on the throat of a man about Brother Michael's size and build. He had a cut lip but appeared okay.

“I'm just getting over a severe case of grumpiness brought on by a man trying to kill me in front of my son.” I said while drinking some water. “Please thank Tracy for keeping you out of the hospital. I think the class you want it two doors to the right.”

“Three doors.” Catherine said. “The class will keep you in a safe space while we finish and leave. You do like a good cardio workout don't you? You seem a little out of breath. Enough resting Rohan we have another round to get through.”

“Another? That's a fourth set.” Charles said in shock. “I couldn't have made it through one.”

“Navy seals have barely made it through one round.” an onlooker said. “The special forces guys come in and ask Catherine to put them through a Rohan routine. One of them told me completing two rounds would earn them twenty cases of beer and all the food for a barbecue for their squad.”

“How long have they been trying?” Charles asked. “Three months and nobody has made it through a round? Good. I'm in fine company then. Well let's get the fourth round done. J's waiting for you to put him through his special workout before lunch.”

“Nothing close to this.” Tracy told the guy. “That workout is just a bit of kinky sex. The double f routine. Flog and fuck.”

That broke the ice nicely. One guy actually stepped up and asked if he could give me a kiss. I let him kiss me. He told me he loved knowing none of these special forces guys could come close to finishing a gay guy's routine. Charles suggested he keep that as his private joke. Catherine told him they already knew which is why they kept coming back. She shared this piece of information to keep them working at it. The crowd laughed when Charles told Catherine there were soccer hooligans who defended me in England and now I was helping the special forces reach new levels of fitness. Nobody would believe it if you told them Tracy agreed.

After our workout we chatted over smoothies. I told Catherine the fourth round had been very relaxing. Maybe it was including Tai Chi and the kettlebell or some lingering effects from the tea and massage yesterday but I felt as if the fourth round just released stuff three rounds couldn't. Charles thought it might be a combination and the extended time I spent working out. Catherine had called Juliet while we were en route and told her how I'd responded to the workout. Juliet wasted no time getting me on the table. When Tracy suggested Tim would be impressed at how quickly Juliet got me naked beneath her Juliet shooed her and Charles out of the room.

“Tracy just dropped a guy three times your size but she left here pretty quickly.” I said with a chuckle.

“Shows she's as smart as she is strong.” Juliet said calmly. “What happened at the gym?”

“From what I heard it seems the guy was insisting the chi was a trick with thin cords.” I explained. “His attempt to prove it a hoax never got past the door. Tracy thought there might still be a good amount of lingering grumpiness so she played it safe by dropping him at the door. Yes, it was a good thing she interceded. He could have checked when we finished if he needed to.”

“Your muscles feel a lot more relaxed.” Juliet said as she probed a bit before getting started.

She laughed at the end of the massage when I told her J would thank her tonight. Tracy decided the sparkle in my eyes did not bode well for J. When we got home I scooped J over my shoulder and headed straight for the playroom. I wanted to stay close to J which meant a traditional over the knee spanking. A lot of it would be by hand so I could feel, squeeze and knead his flesh. J didn't seem to mind as I pulled him over my lap. I pinned his legs beneath my right leg. J knew this meant I intended a good firm spanking right from the start.

Even J found this level of firmness a challenge. I varied the pace but not the force of the blows. The force slowly increased. Sometimes it is more about what you get done instead of the time it takes. Today was such a spanking. The blows landed with loud cracks. J arched up beneath the blows. Then he grabbed hold of the chair legs for a dozen smacks. Tears flowed freely down his cheeks as I gave the entire surface of his ass a good going over.

“Breathe into it.” I said between smacks. “You're fighting it. I'm not going to stop until you relax. My workout got me nicely warmed up.”

“Fucking hell it's got me nicely warmed up as well.” J said as he gasped for breath. “Damn this hurts more than ever.”

“You never fought it like this before.” I said making good on my threat to keep up the force and extend the spanking.

I knew J was fighting to keep some sense of control inside of him. He might have collapsed on the outside but he wanted to fight me until I stopped the spanking. When I had him right on the edge he dug in his metaphorical heels. I was waiting for this moment. The next eighteen blows sounded like one continuous echo I delivered them so fast. J might have held on if I'd used my hand but the hairbrush broke through his resistance.

When J's inner walls crumbled I lifted him into my arms and held him while he released whatever hurts, pain and tension had accumulated inside of him. This took longer than ever.

“Feeling better?” I asked when he paused longer between sobs.

J nodded his head as it rested on my shoulder.

“Good because you delayed my fuck so long I'll need a volunteer whipping boy from the fucketeers.” I declared standing up with him in my arms. “The bedroom today.”

Setting him down gently on the bed I made love to the very sore man. J stretched languidly beneath my touch and soft kisses. He moaned gently as I teased nipples, inner thighs, kissed his nuts, sucked toes, kissed the soles of his feet and sucked him until he was rock hard.

“No way I'm rushing this!” I exclaimed. “Lunch can wait. You deserve your just rewards. Now kiss me again. And again. Once more. Ready to fuck me?”

“What?!” J said in surprise.

“You heard me.” I said as I straddled his hips and held his cock up.

Sometimes a man needed reminding of what it felt like on the receiving end. The sensation of fullness as J slid up inside me was amazing. I drew it out as long as possible. Being stretched by the unyielding rod of his cock made me groan deeply. Gods what must Clifton feel I thought when I finally felt balls against my ass.

“Can't believe you've kept this from me for so long.” I said with a smile. “Don't let it happen again.”

“Me? You're the one rushing off to Europe at the drop of a pair of pants.” J protested. “Thank you for this. Gods it feels so good. I love you, Rohan.”

“I love you to, J.” I said clenching my inner muscles against him. “Ready or not I'll have your cum in my bum soon.”

Riding cock can be very rewarding. Watching the expressions of pleasure on J's face melted my heart. Thankfully it took longer to melt his cock. The rod of iron had me noticeably looser when he bucked beneath me. Low groans of pleasure escaped through his gritted teeth. The brave boy even smacked my ass a few times as he climaxed. I wasted no time slipping off him and moving up to feed him my load. Then I lay next to him and took him in my arms for a few kisses.

“Yes?” I asked when there was a gentle knock at the door. “Well we're both naked but not up to anything more than a kiss or two.”

Sophie decided that was fine. Seems we'd been gone for over an hour despite the swiftness of the spanking. She laughed at the silly grin on J's face. I left them alone and headed for the shower. Morgan was waiting to give me a hand. My housekeeper wanted me downstairs soon because I hadn't eaten. There was a slight delay while I settled the bill for his help. I got to eat his load. Alas we had no time for any munching on his ass.

“Where's J?” my housekeeper asked. “He needs to eat as well. Sophie or no Sophie somebody will fetch him if I don't hear the shower start in ten minutes.”

Chili dogs and beer was a lovely combination. The gang had made a point of sharing some of America's unique dishes with our British friends. Lance's smeared face attested to his enjoyment of chili dogs. He was eating a small bowl of chili with some bacon sprinkled on top. Sophie and J made it down before they got called. Sophie hugged me and my housekeeper from behind. She told me she'd be kissing it better for a week. When she said J had convinced her it was exactly what he needed J blushed a deep crimson. Dylan added to it by giving him a thank you kiss for making his mom so happy.

“What are you grinning at Dad?” Dylan asked. “I plan on thanking you tonight for helping J make mom so happy. Tim we'll plan our strategy while we are out getting the chocolate and thank you gift.”

“Don't dawdle too long.” Tracy warned. “Tim has to go through his workout with Catherine at four-thirty. Rohan needs time to cook. Charles he won't let us go out for your last meal here. You'll have to settle for buying us an early breakfast. We'll go to the diner Patricia used to work at.”

“No we won't.” my housekeeper said. “We're too big a group. Instead of paying the diner Charles can give something to the orphanage. The children want to say goodbye. Petersen and Leif know your flight leaves early so they will serve us an early breakfast. Then we'll say goodbye and see you off from the orphanage. That's if Charles doesn't mind eating at the orphanage cafeteria? I didn't think so but Leslie would have been upset if I didn't at least ask the earl.”

“She is quite enamored with my title.” Charles said with a smile. “She deserves one of her own.”

“Leslie has one now.” I said munching on a fourth chili dog to Lance's amusement. “She married into Polish royalty. They have a crest. You can investigate when we get back to Blighty, Charles. Something to do this winter.”

We saw the group of shoppers off downstairs. Then I settled down under a blanket to read before Lao arrived. Tracy gave me a startled look when I asked if she was planning on sneaking some vile tasting tea on me or if she'd like to make it now. The smart lady chose now. I was finishing a second cup when Lao arrived to go through the Tai Chi sequence. Six attempts later Lao conceded I had almost got it. Lance joined the other boys in hugging and kissing Lao. Catherine showed us our workout while Lao sat down to chat with Charles about his conversation with Daizan and Mu.

Tracy told me I had to let her cook with me because every time she looked at her thank you gift she started to cry. Nancy explained to Lance it was a good thing. The boys distracted him with a few rounds of Smurf Racer. I distracted Tracy with some of Tim's favorite British beer while we made fish and chips with mushy peas, carrots and a salad. We would have Bakewell puddings for dessert. Leslie told me there was no need to ask if she objected to British night twice within four days. Charles told me an early dinner would make it easier for Lance to wake in the morning so we sat down to eat the moment it was ready.

Tim and the three scurvy knaves helped me prepare the special hot chocolate. In all fairness we couldn't exclude Lance who didn't mind when I started getting some six-ounce cups out the cupboard. A little dollop of whipped cream and shaved chocolate topped each cup. Lance led the way with a tray of hot chocolate for our guests. Dylan and Adam followed behind him with trays. There was another tray for Lance to bring from the kitchen. All I needed was the vote of approval from Lance which I got in the form of a smile that lit up the room. The wonderful lad made a point of thanking everybody in person for making his holiday such a good one. He promised to have Griogair help him with the pictures when they got home and put them online for the others to see.

The good thing about an early flight was the early night. This reduced the amount of time we had to feel sad. Tracy and J were our drivers when we left the orphanage the next morning. My Lady was emphatic I could have one less plate of breakfast and sing an extra three songs. Flying from the west coast to the east coast with the time change got us into New York at around four-thirty. Thanks to the lack of a decent meal on the plane we found a nice restaurant near the airport to have a solid meal. Lance was very excited about this adventure. He couldn't believe he'd gone from living on the streets to having a mom and flying to America all in one month. I suggested we celebrate with a root beer float. Another typical American treat for the Brits to enjoy.

Over our meal Charles and I agreed we'd set up a time for a chat once we were back in the U.K. I'd be busy for a few days helping Tim. Charles wanted to check with Griogair on how things stood at the orphanage. They'd spend a couple of days in London so Nancy and Lance could meet with the designer. I told Tim we'd need to spend a day in London to check on The Queen's Lancer and speak to the bank about financing his venture. The money wasn't an issue. What we needed to figure out was the method of financing. Tim told me a day in London would be great because he wanted to check in with his Polish contractors. He could do that while we loitered at The Queen's Lancer.

I meditated and slept once we boarded our next plane. Tim and Lance played some games on Tim's phone. Charles wanted to treat Lance to a laptop and asked Tim to buy a nice one for him. I surprised everybody by asking where Gregory was hiding as we made our way through the airport. Tim spotted him in the background. Christopher told me there was a decent bar nearby so I headed over and talked Gregory into joining us for a drink. I told him I wanted to let bygones be bygones. When we left Gregory was still a little nervous but I felt better.

“We might as well do breakfast at The Queen's Lancer” I agreed. “None of the stores are open just yet. Nancy why don't you see if your designer would like to join us for breakfast?”

The private section of the pub was becoming very useful for us. Charles sat with Griogair, Christopher and Garth to catch up on the orphanage business. Nancy told me her designer, Caryn, would join us in about half-an-hour. Seems Caryn thought it great to get the details done early so she was ready to shop the moment the stores opened. My meeting with Betty was a short one. The only problem she was having was a staff shortage because of the lovely review we'd received. She had come in early today to conduct interviews. I was glad to hear Samuel had rented a room and was enrolling in art classes at a local college. Betty had convinced him to enroll by saying it would make it easier to hire somebody if he gave up a shift or two. Their share of the profits meant he was doing quite nicely even if he gave up a shift a week.

Betty took Caryn's order when she arrived and let her take her seat. Lance got the meeting started by telling her about his gardening experiment. Nancy voiced her concern about the cold if we set up a little grow area in the garage. I asked Caryn if it would be possible to include the garage in the proposed heating and cooling plans. She didn't see any problem since it was an attached garage. She'd give the architect a quick call later this morning. Tim sent the list of equipment Sanne had given us to her phone. Nancy was confident they would be able to join Caryn for a couple of hours shopping once the stores opened. I told Caryn I'd just like to stop at my bank to let my bank manager know there would be a flurry of activity on my account and make certain there was sufficient funds. Tim laughed and told Caryn I got nervous when my balance dropped close to a hundred.

“Rohan there is no way we are spending close to a hundred thousand pounds furnishing this house.” Nancy said. “You might need that much if you were furnishing Charles' manor but this is a cottage. Caryn will back me up on this.”

“The price I've come up with is around sixty thousand.” Caryn said. “Nancy this is a figure based on the quality suggestions of Emily. She also suggested I expect Rohan to up this by twenty or twenty-five per cent.”

“Matilda will you bring Nancy an Irish coffee?” Tim asked as Nancy went pale. “Rohan will join her. Caryn can we get you one? Good. One is plenty for me thank you. Nancy the gang will quite likely cover the extra between them. Yes I know Rohan bought you a car as well but you took on the role of mom for Lance and this means a lot to the two of us.”

“Nancy I know it seems a lot to you but honestly it will impact my financial position as much as spending ten pounds would impact yours.” I said sincerely. “Tim is right. This means a lot to both of us. You'll see we aren't going overboard but simply choosing stuff that will last.”

“I don't know what to say.” Nancy said. “That's a good idea Lance. We'll buy these two hooligans some flowers and tea. Where will we keep all this stuff? The house isn't built.”

“We'll rent a storage space.” Caryn said. “I've included this and the delivery cost in the price. Nancy it will help a small storage company. Charles has kindly agreed that if they store your stuff safely he'll write a referral for them to use and include his title. I want you living in your home within two days of it being built.”

Charles had kept an eye on Nancy and came over to hold her close. He told her he was certain he could arrange for somebody to spank me if I spent too much. Better to go shopping today and get it finished he added. Charles was heading to the orphanage in a few minutes so this was the perfect time for us to go shopping. We'd meet up later for lunch he promised. The earl insisted on giving me a thank you kiss right there in the pub before he left. Then Griogair gave me one as well. No sooner had they left when Tim sat in my lap to give me three kisses. Matilda set a shot of whiskey on the table for me saying it was compliments of Bernard. I raised my glass in his direction.

“Rohan is going to buy the furniture for my new home today.” Lance explained to my bank manager. “He said we should let you know we will be spending a lot of his money. I have an account with you. Christopher got me a card. Does that make you my bank manager as well?”

“Yes it does.” Darrin said with a smile. “Thank you for banking with us. You be certain to let me know if you have any problems with your money.”

“I will. Thank you.” Lance said. “Maybe I can help Rohan pay for some of the things. I have lots of money now. Almost one hundred pounds.”

“That's very kind of you but if he runs a little short we'll lend him some money.” Darrin said. “That way he will have your money for an emergency. No trouble at all Lance.”

“Darrin needs a few minutes to let the card security people know to expect all these charges so why don't we got get your laptop first?” Tim asked Lance. “Oh, I am in need of a local accountant. Is there anybody you can recommend Darrin? Somebody with international accounting expertise?”

“How big an enterprise?” Darrin asked.

“No idea but Rohan's involved so it will be a ridiculous amount.” Tim said with a smile. “I try not to think of it. Part of my business is setting up a cellphone network for a small religious Order so some experience with non-profits will also be good.”

“Leave your number with me and I'll ask around.” Darrin said. “I'll have an answer for you by lunch time.”

“That will be wonderful.” Tim said. “Rohan wants to get on the road and blow some more money soon. He's rushing me through London in just a day. Charles is buying your computer Lance. He will write a check to Rohan and you can come here tomorrow and deposit it in Rohan's account if you don't mind.”

“No I don't mind but I don't know how to deposit a check.” Lance said.

Darrin introduced Lance to Samantha who told him she'd be happy to teach him how to deposit a check. She asked him to bring his computer with him to show her. I thanked them for being so kind. Nancy kissed Darrin's cheek in thanks. Lance kissed Samantha thank you. Tim kissed me because it had been over an hour since we last kissed.

“Charles is as bad as Rohan.” Nancy said to Caryn when she saw the computer system Tim had bought. “Yes Tim I know you called to make certain you weren't blowing the budget but I bet Charles told you there was no budget.”

“That's how I interpreted his orders to spoil the lad rotten.” Tim said with a smile. “He can use the speakers with his laptop and desktop computer. Caryn tells me it is part of furnishing Lance's room. You also get one. Do you need a laptop?”

“I have one that works just fine and if it needs upgrading when I start working for Charles I will take care of it.” Nancy said firmly.

The store didn't do delivery but Caryn had some people on stand by to collect our purchases and deliver them to the warehouse. We waited with the boxes for them to arrive and handed them over. Lance wanted to keep his laptop with him. Caryn took us to a nearby store so we could buy him a backpack for it. We purchased the kitchen appliances next. Nancy thought a dishwasher unnecessary but Caryn told her it would be very handy when she entertained or had to rush off for work. My love for cooking meant she got appliances found in the best restaurants. Bedroom, living room, dining room and office furniture were all at the one department store. Lance got to choose between three sets of furniture for his room. Nancy got to choose the color of her cookware and kitchen appliances.

Tim whispered to me he loved the look on the saleslady's face when Caryn had shown her the list of what we needed. We were all impressed at the size of the store. We rode several escalators as we worked our way to the top. They called a manager to help figure out the best way to charge us for all the items. He had somebody collect the price tags from the larger items and all the smaller items got delivered to one cash register in one of the quieter departments. He told Caryn he'd make certain the bedding, cutlery, bathroom accessories and other small items got delivered along with the carpets and big pieces of furniture. Tim handed him the letter Darrin had given us guaranteeing to cover the cost of our purchases. The manager still called to double-check. Nancy told him she was in a similar state of shock at the growing total.

Charles and his entourage came over to join in the fun before we took a break for lunch. His presence got several of the staff members very excited. Lance calmly took Charles by the hand and led him to the cash register surrounded by our purchases. We could hear Charles laughing from two floors up. When Caryn crossed off the last item we headed down to join Charles and Lance. Nancy actually swatted my butt very firmly when I asked Caryn if she was certain we weren't forgetting anything.

“Rohan you can barely see the cash register or Lance amidst all that stuff.” Nancy said. “This is after they've taken stuff away. How it will all fit in my cottage I have no idea. Please tell me we have everything Caryn?”

“There's just some office supplies for your work areas and Lance's garden supplies. We can get the outdoor furniture from the same shop.” Caryn said. “We'll be finished by four.”

“Charles let's save O'Mally's for tomorrow.” Nancy said. “I'll be stuck there for a while catching up with everybody and Tim still needs to meet with his accountant. There is another special place I know of that serves a lovely roast lunch. They cater for business lunches so we there will be plenty of room. I'll call ahead and let them know there will be eight of us. Thank you for being so understanding.”

The store manager kindly allowed us to take a picture of all our purchases stacked in the delivery area. Tim had Lance stand in front of the pile to give people a sense of the amount. Griogair assured me this was the mayhem the store really enjoyed and was certain they'd allow me back. The manager backed him up on that and told me I'd earned a fifteen per cent lifetime discount on any purchases. The discount would be applied to our purchases today. This helped Nancy feel a little better. I told the manager Caryn was working for me on a number of projects now and in the future but I might not always be with her to get the discount. He set up a discount code “sunflower” in their cash register system for her to use either in the store or online. Caryn hugged and kissed the startled guy when he told her she could use it for her other clients as well. She promised it would only be for her business clients and for her own purchases.

Thankfully we didn't have to sit in a conference room because I thought the ambiance of the restaurant was exquisite. The dark wood and leather seats with low lights made for a very intimate experience. I insisted on inspecting the roast lamb for mint before ordering lunch.

“I've worked in plenty of restaurant kitchens to know you might feel insulted but I need to make certain of something.” I calmly said to the chef. “Any hint of mint on my lamb turns me into a violent psychopath and with fifteen years of martial and military weapons training this is not something you want to see. Consider allowing me to make certain I'll enjoy the roast lamb an investment in your continued good health.”

The lamb was great. I ordered a second plate before I had finished my first. The roast pork with crackling followed. My return trip to the kitchen was to personally thank the chef.

“My Love you do love me a bunch don't you?” Tim asked looking up at me. “A very big bunch? A Lance-size bunch?”

“Uh-oh.” Caryn said with a grin. “This will be good.”

“How much love are you needing?” I asked between the kisses Tim was dispensing quickly.

“Enough for you to feel good about spending tomorrow morning in London.” Tim said. “I couldn't stay if it was in the company of a grumpy GM the entire time. I might not get my morning spanking if it made you too grumpy.”

“That would take a very big bunch of grumpiness.” Caryn said. “Tim if he's too grumpy to spank you give me a call. You've got the cutest butt I've seen in a while.”

“Thank you Caryn.” Tim said. “Well my Love with that endorsement can we stay and meet with my accountant for breakfast? He'll need an hour of our time and suggested we meet at eight. I suppose we could rush off right after if you want.”

“We'd like it if you stayed until midday.” Nancy said. “I don't think we'll have time to treat you to tea today.”

“I'd like you to see the orphanage if you don't mind.” Charles added. “We'll sit down for tea no later than eleven. I promise.”

“Before I commit to loving you that much I need to make a call.” I said. “Why don't you see if they have another dessert for me to try? Hello I have booked a treehouse for tomorrow night and was wondering if we could extend our stay? An extra two or three nights would be wonderful. We'll arrive tomorrow afternoon. Hopefully in time for tea. Thank you for accommodating my change in plans. The extra two nights will be perfect.”

“Treehouse?” Tim and Lance asked together.

“Rohan must love you a lot to take you to a treehouse Tim.” Lance said.

“I might need to order him another dessert.” Tim said. “Okay I'll save it for tonight. Now about this tree house. I'm intrigued.”

“Can the rest of you keep a secret?” I asked and smiled when Lance nodded his head vigorously. “I'll text the link to their website to Nancy. No my Love you cannot see it. I promise they will take care of your raccoon eyes. Yes there is a spa. I just remembered the purpose of our holiday is so I can relax and unwind. I will treat myself to some spa treatments as well.”

“Rohan it's stunning.” Caryn said. “How romantic. Lance is right in saying Rohan loves you a lot Tim.”

“Three Lance-size bunches.” Nancy decided. “You'll be there in time for afternoon tea Rohan. You won't even have to rush.”

“Never mind the treehouse I'm so glad Rohan won't be grumpy.” Tim said. “Eat up Rohan we have more shopping to do.”

The office supplies hardly took any time at all. Caryn handed our shopping list to an assistant who got it all together for us. I bought Lance a toy sword because Charles was the best sword instructor in the world. I had to get one for Charles and Griogair as well so they could spar with Lance. Tim sent the list of gardening equipment from Sanne to Lance's phone. Griogair followed Lance as he headed off with one of the assistants to get his stuff. The rest of us went to look at the outdoor furniture.

“Here's the grump who's paying for all Lance's stuff.” Griogair said as they approached us. “Yes I'm sure he just needs some hot chocolate. You haven't had any for a couple of hours. We'd better get home and drink some of Christopher's or Lance will be grumpy as well. Nancy that furniture looks great. Rohan is right saying this is a lot sturdier for the price difference. A little late to quibble over a thousand pounds now isn't it? He spent almost fifty at the department store.”

“We're closer to eighty than seventy-five.” Nancy said. “Charles it will take me a while to think like you guys. Five thousand is still a lot of money to me.”

“I hope it stays that way.” Charles said helping her up from the couch. “We need people around us to keep us balanced. Rohan almost got into a lot of trouble with the flowers.”

Lance promised Ted, the shop assistant, he'd keep him posted on the garden. Ted was very interested to see how it went. He'd only red about the method not seen it in action. Tim showed him some pictures of the marijuana plants. When I asked Tim about the monitoring software he told me he'd bought an inexpensive laptop to take care of it. All we needed was to buy an extra license for the software. I was glad we were heading back to the bed and breakfast. Rather than endure the rush hour on the Underground we opted for a cab ride. Griogair added we didn't want to deal with a grumpy sword-wielding Lance.

“Yes my Love I know we'll have to get up at an ungodly hour tomorrow morning for our meeting.” Tim said as he leaned against me. “Spa and treehouse are intriguing enough for me to think it might be worthwhile.”

“Tim you have no idea how worthwhile it will be.” Caryn said. “I want pictures. Lots of pictures.”

We promised to send her pictures throughout the days we were there. Charles invited Caryn to join us for dinner while we drank our hot chocolate. Nancy told him he was as big a kid as me when he suggested pizza. Tim promised me he wouldn't let the others know we weren't having greens or a salad with our dinner. That reminded me we had to call the gang in an hour. Charles and I tried to go on a beer run but Griogair insisted he go with Garth. Caryn laughed when Christopher said they didn't trust us not to find a local brewery to buy. Tim let Nancy know spending all that money today just got me itching to spend more. Some kinky sex before bed was the prescribed treatment Christopher told her. That's why there was a dungeon in the basement.

You could have heard a pin drop when Tim told the gang I'd booked us an extra two days of relaxation at a hotel and spa. My housekeeper asked Tracy for an Irish coffee to celebrate the news. I admitted I'd started to get irritated at the delay before making the switch. Catherine pointed out it would allow us to buy our kettlebells. Tim made a note to get them tomorrow. Leslie told me I may have started to get irritated but I hadn't. I'd made the switch to relaxing and she was looking forward to seeing what other surprises I came up with on the trip.

“Adam they'll never know if I share the pictures they send me with you.” Caryn said. “I'll agree to charging you each five kisses if you don't take too long to settle the bill. Otherwise I'll have to charge you interest.”

“That's not much of an incentive to settle up coming from a pretty young lady like you.” Abby said. “They'll be over in about a month to attend the housewarming party.”

“I'll give them three weeks before I charge interest then.” Caryn said.

“Speaking of housewarming did you have fun furnishing your home today Nancy?” Tracy asked. “Apart from the total Rohan spent. How much did he blow the budget by this time? You're kidding us? Nancy five thousand on such an amount with Rohan is sticking to the budget. We may need to haul out a bottle from the back of our cabinet. Rohan relaxing and sticking to a budget is unheard of on any layer of reality.”

“I'd like you to give Dad an examination please Christopher.” Dylan said. “He's obviously ill.”

Lance brought out another round of hot chocolate for us while Nancy chatted with the gang about her new home furnishings. She was delighted and excited to see it all in place. We all laughed when she admitted to feeling a sense of disbelief just like Lance. He'd gained a mom but she'd gained a son. Maybe one with a hot chocolate addiction but there were worse addictions he could have chosen. Dylan asked her if her new car was running well. Charles told us he'd found it useful to have and they'd found a garage to rent two blocks from the train station. Lance let us know all about their drive to Thurso which was right on the northern most part of Scotland.

“Pizza for dinner Dad.” Adam said when Griogair entered the room with several large boxes in his arms. “You really are relaxing.”

“I couldn't argue with an earl.” I explained. “Nancy you didn't have to let them know I suggested extra meat and cheeses.”

“Yes I did.” Nancy said calmly. “They deserved to share our joy.”

They shared in more of our joy when Caryn told them why the earl and GM had not been allowed to go buy beer. Griogair explained to the gang he hadn't argued with royalty. He'd issued commands. Leslie agreed it was a spouse's prerogative to issue commands to anybody regardless of rank. When Griogair started to protest she pointed out they had been together long enough under common law.

“When did this happen?” Charles asked. “Our last anniversary and you never said anything? We'll have words about this before our next one. I might have calmed down by then. Rohan when are you visiting us? Two weekends from now is perfect. I'll let the village pastor know you'll be presenting the sermon and doing a handfasting. Griogair we're going shopping tomorrow afternoon for outfits.”

“What will the queen have to say?” Griogair tried.

“We will have to let her know.” Charles agreed. “I'll call and see if she can spare us an hour tomorrow afternoon. Griogair it will help the image of the monarchy immensely. Nothing says progress like blessing a gay marriage. Once she meets you it will be fine. Will you folks excuse me for a minute while I make this call? Thank you.”

We chatted for a few minutes longer because the gang wanted to hear Griogair's fate sealed. Adam assured me he knew he could call me after his session with Juliet later but I let him know we'd be checking in with them again at this time tomorrow. The queen was happy to give Charles two hours tomorrow afternoon. She had asked her staff to set up a meeting to discuss the orphanage with Charles but he was in America at the time. The Prime Minister was under pressure from some of the ministers for letting Charles take control so quickly and effectively. Suppliers had gotten used to being awarded contracts from the orphanage through bribery and this wasn't working with the Order members. Somebody had even attempted to use physical intimidation. Christopher explained no monks had been hurt or in any real danger so there was no need to mention it to me.

“Sorry to bring you all this trouble Charles.” I apologized.

“No trouble at all.” Charles said. “This is a lot of fun for me and the monks are having a great time keeping the kids safe. The chefs are enjoying turning away the usual swill the kids got at exorbitant prices to the government. They canceled the contract on the grounds that food wasn't being delivered. Some local organic farms are supplying the orphanage now. The kids have even gone out and helped harvest their food.

Thanks to Leslie I'm about to get married. Lance make a note in your phone for us to send Leslie flowers. Lots and lots of flowers. A Lance-size bunch of flowers will be perfect.”

“We'll take care of it Lance.” Nancy said. “Charles has a lot to do preparing a wedding.”

“Thank you Nancy.” Leslie said. “That was close.”

The gang headed off to their breakfast while we turned our attention to pizza. Tim complimented Charles on getting the right ratio of meat pizzas to vegetable pizzas. Charles confessed to feeling a little guilty so Griogair kindly agreed to help him work it off. Caryn predicted married life would prove very interesting for Charles. When she asked if spanking an earl was a bigger turn-on than spanking a regular guy Griogair blushed. Charles defended him by saying he took everything off when he entered the bedroom including his title. There must be a time when you set everything aside. He'd learned that from Samuel.

“Caryn there's another side to it.” Tim said. “You can fall in love with the man or the title. I fell in love with Rohan before I knew anything of his title or wealth. Sometimes it is fun to think I'm being spanked by a man who could offer anybody their price to spank them if he wanted. There are times when making love to such a powerful man is an incredible turn-on. He chose me. He even told me before we got married that I could walk away with all his wealth after we exchanged vows.

I am in love with Rohan just as Griogair is in love with Charles. Unless Griogair makes an effort to think of it he won't see the title or the wealth. All he sees is the man he desires and loves. The rest is just foreplay.”

“That was so beautiful Tim.” Caryn said hugging him and kissing him.

“She's right.” I said. “When I'm done indulging my food fetish foreplay I'm going to give that cute butt of yours a good dusting. Lance your hot chocolate is our dessert.”

“Don't worry Lance I bought another case.” Christopher said. “There's plenty for everybody.”

“I bought an extra case of wine when I heard Rohan was visiting.” Garth said. “Anybody care to join me in a glass before dessert?”

“A glass.” I said with a mournful sigh. “Caryn it hurts to discover your friends are so cheap. A generous soul would have asked if we wanted a bottle. He just said he bought a case and there are only seven wine drinkers here.”

“Oh hush.” Garth said kissing me. “You need to stay sober enough to remember not to carry Tim up the stairs naked.”

“Tim looks great over my shoulder naked.” I said. “Ask Tracy. She'll support my claim.”

“Tonight we have Caryn staying over.” Christopher said. “She was going to work with us on the clinic tomorrow morning but we've put it off to the afternoon. Caryn would like to join us for our trip to the orphanage in the morning.”

“You don't mind me wearing the same clothes again do you Charles?” Caryn asked. “I feel like I ought to dress better in the company of an earl.”

“Yes, he minds.” I said. “Nancy we'll put you in touch with Lawrence who will have you measure Caryn for an outfit.”

“Hello Lawrence.” Tim said before I'd even finished speaking. “Rohan has a challenge for you. I mean the time constraints not the person. We have to dress a very lovely lady but the stores have closed and won't open until too late in the morning. We have a trip to the orphanage at around nine and tea at eleven. The lady wasn't expecting to spend the night with us disreputable louts.

Yes I'll have a picture of her standing front and back off to you in a moment. Nancy will take some measurements in the other room while Lance makes us dessert. Rohan says it's a little bonus for her brilliant work furnishing Nancy's home today. We bought all the furniture in one day thanks to her brilliant organizing. I have a breakfast with my accountant so we'll be up early. Maybe another two hours tonight.”

The pictures were soon taken and texted. Tim handed his phone to Nancy and they hurried off.

“Yes this is Caryn.” Caryn said in surprise as she answered a call on Tim's phone. “Hi Judith how are you? My client knows Lawrence. They're co-conspirators in helping people and spending too much money on them. Let me check with Nancy. Would you like to take a short trip with me to meet Judith who has an outfit she can alter for me? We'll be gone for an hour. Do you trust this lot not to talk Lance into drinking too much hot chocolate?”

“I'll trust the medical oath Garth and Christopher took to keep him safe.” Nancy said. “Tell Judith we're on our way.”

Garth gave the ladies a couple of bottles of wine to take with them. Caryn blushed when I said none of us were going to sleep before she returned to model her outfit. Griogair pointed out no self-respecting gay guy would go to sleep if there was the chance to see a new outfit. We found a travel show to watch while we waited. The wait was longer than anticipated but worth it.

“Glad you had that long coat on.” Charles said when Caryn had handed her coat to Nancy. “Every guy between Judith's place and here would be following you.”

We all agreed with that sentiment. The clothing resembled Tracy's nun clothing. Form fitting black pants tucked into calf-high boots with glistening silver buckles on the side. The front of the top not only accentuated Caryn's curves but it was black with slashes of bright orange. Judith had even found a black and orange beanie to go with it.

“Caryn if you kiss him any longer in that outfit he'll be bedding you instead of me.” Tim protested. “Oh well if you just getting him warmed up for me give him another kiss. That way he'll be ready to explode in under an hour.”

“I love a man who thinks a quickie should take an hour.” Caryn said. “Thank you Rohan for the best bonus gift ever. I already thanked Lawrence. He had to see me in it before he'd let you buy it. I don't know what price he settled on but it left Judith speechless.”

“Good. She deserves it for working this late.” I said. “Nancy can you arrange to send her some flowers for me when you send some to Leslie. I think we have an account with a local florist don't we Garth? Good. Now where's my cellphone. No my Love I don't need it to make a call. I will need it soon to send a text. We're not going to the dungeon. Dylan slipped a farewell gift in my bag for us. A short paddle with holes in it. I want you close to the bed when I'm done with the paddle.”

Charles thanked me again for staying later tomorrow. I told him we'd both benefited so it was no trouble at all and I might even have gotten the better part of the deal. Nancy agreed that two days at a spa in a treehouse with Tim was quite an upside. Garth urged them out saying it would be best not to keep Tim from his upside-down bedtime ritual.

“Scoundrel it looks like we're have a heart-to-ass chat.” Tim said looking closely at the paddle. “I love hearts.”

The holes were in the shape of a heart. I set about leaving a good few heart-shaped imprints on the curves of Tim's ass. The warm up soon gave his cheeks a nice rose-pink hue. I wanted a true rose-red before I sent my text so I increased the force and pace of my spanking. Tim starting squirming vigorously so I pinned his legs just like I'd done with J. This spanking wouldn't be as intense but Tim would feel it. A dozen more swats and his cheeks were the perfect red.

“”Was that the flash of your cellphone camera, Scoundrel?” Tim asked. “You know I don't mind you taking naughty pictures of me. Quite stimulating. Now if you're quite finished with the photo shoot do you think we might return to my spanking? Please.”

“Since you asked nicely.” I said returning to where I'd left off.

“Gods this one stings.” Tim said a short while later. “I love it. Spicy. A little bite. Fuck! A big bite. Ow!”

Before the tears started I tossed my mate on the bed. I mounted him as quickly as I'd ended the spanking. We kissed hungrily as I drove my cock back and forth. This was a simple fuck. No tenderness. No teasing. The only reason it came close to lasting an hour was because of the spanking. I growled and kept my groin pressed firmly against his ass when I climaxed. A quick shower. A quicker goodnight kiss. And it was time to turn the lights off on a day that had been very pleasant.

The others gathered in our suite to see us off in the morning. Tim was about to toss my phone to me when he noticed I had a text message.

“Caryn sent you another thank you last night.” Tim said. “She must really like that outfit.”

“That thank you was for a certain picture I received last night. Confirmation I was right in offering to spank you yesterday.” Caryn said with a wicked grin. “I might owe Rohan a couple more of those kisses.”

“Quickly my Love we must get going.” a blushing Tim said taking my hand. “We'll chat at nine guys. The Underground is murder at this time. Let's go. Love you all.”

I was laughing with the others as he dragged me down the stairs. Caryn was saying she'd be delighted to show Nancy the picture. Edgar was waiting for us when we arrived at the diner. When I asked our waitress what the chef's specialty was I heard him shout out “Nothing.”

“What you do is no concern of mine.” I said loudly. “What you cook half-decent is my concern. None of this raw stuff or blood sausage. I don't need a blood transfusion yet. See what you can cobble together with grease, eggs, potatoes and lots of pork. Make lots of it. You're earning this ridiculous tip I'm leaving. This rapscallion with me will have the same. Edgar what will it be? The same again. A pot of coffee will be great.”

Edgar was happily married with three children. Twin boys twelve-years old and a daughter aged nine. He'd just been promoted to junior partner and that's why he was here so early. Landing a nice account would confirm giving him a partnership was a good idea. Tim explained about some of the business ventures we had going in Poland. The cellphone network here. He told Edgar we hadn't come up with what else we were doing yet but we'd call him once we had the chosen a site. I told him I expected we'd be investing at least three hundred thousand. I was hoping he'd be able to relieve Frederick of some of the Europe accounts he handled over time. When I visited my bank later this morning I'd give Darrin permission to share the relevant information with him. Edgar would let Darrin know what information he wanted so I could sign the right release forms.

The chef smiled when I said he'd used my favorite spice - bacon grease. He promised not to broaden his spice repertoire. I suggested his cooking would improve if he spent some of the tip I was leaving on a strap-on for the missus. He told me to fuck off. I laughed. I kissed our waitress. I threatened to kiss the chef. We left before she saw how much of a tip I'd left. We'll chat soon I promised Edgar but he had enough to do for a few days.

We joined up with the others on the Underground. I asked Garth and Christopher to send in Hospitallers to eat at the diner. The chef didn't look well I explained. Whatever help he needs he gets I told them. Christopher promised to keep a chef on standby.

“Please get in touch with the writer who did the review for The Queen's Lancer.” I said to Garth. “I'd also like it if you and Christopher would stop in for a meal. Get a good look at the chef. You guys are healers. I felt weak chi but I'm not skilled enough to do anything more.”

“Give Lao a call when you're settled in your treehouse.” Garth said earnestly. “I feel this is important. You need to do more chi work anyway.”

Caryn was drawing the gaze of a lot of guys but one shy guy in the seat opposite drew my attention. I noticed Caryn had glanced his way from time-to-time. I sat down beside him Tim smiled. Nancy smiled. Caryn groaned.

“I don't think she'll bite while you have your clothes on.” I said casually. “We told her how hot she looks last night but she's as lovely on the inside as well. You can write a note for me to give her if it's easier than saying hello. I'd gladly pass on your phone number if you gave it to me.”

“Rohan this one is mine.” Caryn said in a steely voice. “Here's my number. Please call me. My name is Caryn.”

“I'm Holden.” he said softly. “Thank you. I have a hard time talking to pretty girls.”

“Yes we could see that which is why this old geezer sat next to you.” Caryn said. “He's right though. I won't bite you with your clothes on. Unless you ask. Rohan stop salivating over my boyfriend. This is our stop.”

“Congratulations.” I said to Holden. “You've got yourself a lovely lady there. These other two British hooligans will help you get in touch with me if you ever need anything. Caryn's bravely putting up with them for a bit. I'm coming Caryn. No I wasn't trying to seduce your boyfriend. Love the tone of your voice when you claimed him. Good girl. I may fall in love with you soon if you keep that up.”

“Rohan you already love me don't you?” Caryn asked.

“Yes I do but it's different to falling in love with somebody.” I said. “You'll figure it out. Looks like this is the place.”

“Before we go inside I need to let Rohan know we are working to repair the building.” Charles said. “Order engineers, architects and Hospitallers are working on making this a solid, healthy building. We have also got professors and students from the Royal College of Engineers looking into the foundations and large stone pieces. The challenge is the age of the building. Two hundred years allows time for a lot of wear-and-tear. This also puts it on the list of historic buildings which means we need to keep it true to the original construction while updating it. A good challenge for the Order guys and all the students.

I'm letting you know this before we step in so you don't gift the orphanage a hundred million. We've spruced up the area where the children live. They have clean air, pure water, comfortable beds and good food. They go out to a nearby park to play. I'll show you it after we tour the building. The park is on the way to the bank where Lance has a check to deposit. Tim please keep a tight grip of Rohan's charge card.”

The hooligan Hospitallers refused to go on ahead and get the Order members to stand down. My Lady sided with them saying this building deserved a blessing for all its service through two plus centuries. They had built it before the Underground. I saw the wisdom in her comment so I squared my shoulders and got ready to embrace the protocol. Garth agreed it would save time if I did a general blessing in the designated chapel area with all the staff and children present. He grabbed the first monk we met and told him to spread the word. I sighed with relief knowing I wouldn't have to bless every Order member individually.

“Charles I know there isn't much to see in the basement but I need to get a feel for every area.” I said. “This might add an extra hour to the tour but I will still make it to the treehouse in time for tea. My Lady is right in saying this cannot be rushed. This building deserves a thorough blessing and a decent thank you for all it has done. Yes us ancient ones like to stick together and have a deep affinity for each other.”

This building was a magnificent example of the solidity that stone and marble could give. Constructed around 1800 it reflected the full glory of the British empire. A massive edifice reflecting the belief at the time that this golden age would last forever. Despite the chips and cracks the place was spotless. Tim told Charles my housekeeper would be impressed. Griogair let us know it had taken crews with pressure washers seven days to get it this clean. The place was massive with incredibly high ceilings. I wasn't surprised there was some thought being given to putting in a second level.

“Brother Garth I want all the children lined up in the cafeteria with a bowl and spoon in their hand.” I said. “No rush. Anytime in the next two minutes will do. Every one of them including the sick. I also want every Order member lined up with the rest of you guys. Now where is the entrance to the kitchen?”

Lunch might be delayed a little I told the chefs but that's just too bad. Call for an extra chef if you must but get in line or I'll start kissing you and lunch will become dinner I warned.

“My name is Rohan. This mangy lot of caretakers gave me some fancy title one day. They had to be drunk at the time.” I said to the assembled kids when I stepped up to the serving bar. “You children are sensible enough to disregard it so I'll be Rohan to you. I wanted to get to meet all of you and I thought the best way to do this is to serve you all ice-cream. Any objections?”

“No!” the children all shouted.

“I didn't think so.” I said with a smile. “Right come along. I've got regular ice-cream and almond milk ice-cream. Let me know which one you want. Hello Betty. Nonsense three scoops is a small serving. I'd give you each three bowls but they're serving lunch soon.”

Sam, Jonathan, John, Peter, Mary, Tessa, Albert, Ingrid, Rupert, Leon, Bill and many more introduced themselves. I defended my turf from the scurvy Order knaves who wanted to help me serve. A couple of times I had to pull rank to get them to back down but I did it. They brought in a couple of kids in wheelchairs. Everybody was present to enjoy ice-cream with the eccentric head guy. When I made my way to my seat I had three bowls of ice-cream. I winked at Betty as I walked past. Tim kissed my cheek when I sat down. Caryn kissed the other one.

Garth told me the designated chapel area would accommodate everybody. I checked on the kids in wheelchairs who told me they'd be fine and really wanted to join us. Christopher told me they'd be fine and a couple of Hospitaller nuns would be with them. Garth promised to arrange for Clifton to share the healing mantra with them later today. I snagged a small helping of ice-cream to enjoy on my way to the temporary chapel. Lance was riding on my shoulders so I held up my spoon for him and together we finished the ice-cream. Caryn took several pictures.

We started simply with some Order hymns and Gregorian chants. We had some choir members present who joined in. While we sang these simple songs of blessing my Lady had me think of all the people, experiences and possessions in my life I felt grateful for. The energy built up within me until I feared I wouldn't be able to contain it. My Lady reminded me of the sealing mantra so I was able to place a bubble around all the energy. She chuckled when I likened this to being a balloon held closed and then suddenly released. That was exactly what she intended. This was a big space so a lot of gratitude would be needed.

Now! My conscious awareness of myself was literally cast aside in an instant as more voices than ever before joined in this song. Like somebody reeling from a strong slap I staggered to regain my footing somewhere inside of me while the song exploded from me. Riding the wave of gratitude it rushed child-like out through the spaces. I didn't even try to remember the song. I let it pour from me. On and on and on until I began to worry we'd be here for another two hundred years. Then as suddenly as it had started it stopped. I collapsed just like the balloon as the voices left me. Christopher and Garth caught me before I hit the ground. A nun slipped a chair under me from behind. Caryn was offering me water.

“Pretty decent Scoundrel. I think you're getting the hang of this channeling lark.” Tim said wiping at his eyes. “How you miss dust with a pressure washer is beyond me.”

“Is there anything we can get you Rohan?” Nancy asked softly.

“I'd really enjoy the tea you promised me.” I answered. “We'd better call for a taxi. I'm feeling just as old and more rundown than this building. Sorry guys but that's all you'll get from me for a while. I'll visit again soon. I promise.”

“You'd better.” Caryn said. “I need to hear more of that. When can we expect you? The middle of next week will be fine. You better show or it will be a picture of your spanked bottom being sent around.”

“The taxi is waiting.” Griogair said. “Lean on me Rohan.”

“Don't be daft. I'll walk.” I said calling up some chi.

On wobbly legs I made it to the taxi. We stopped at the park so I could do some more chi work and see where the kids played. Christopher had already told the local council if they could get donations of new swings and plants the Order would provide the muscle to get the work done. I thanked him for arranging it. Feeling much stronger but still weak I climbed back into the taxi. Lance's excitement about depositing the check was infectious. Samantha told Lance he had a very, very nice computer. I took Tim with me into Darrin's office to sign the release forms for Edgar.

“Can we get you anything Rohan?” Darrin asked. “You look a little pale.”

“I'll be fine thank you.” I said. “Just overextended myself a little singing. No I don't sing I merely allow others to sing through me. This time it was a lot of others.”

“Have a listen.” Tim said and played a recording he'd made on his phone. “Rohan all of us recorded it. We're going to send the files to Eddie to what he can do to make us a really good copy.”

“I think it's wise to keep this as a gift.” Darrin said. “Rohan it is why I enjoy having you banking with us. I see too many people who would see this gift in terms of financial value. Will you share the finished file with me if I promise not to tell anybody who is performing?”

“Give Tim your email address and he'll send you a copy.” I said pushing myself out of the chair. “Now I really must get some food in me soon. Nancy and Lance are buying me tea.”

Samantha confirmed Lance had successfully deposited the check. I thanked him and Samantha quickly before Tim hurried me along to the waiting taxi. Lance gave the driver our destination. Ten minutes later we arrived at a teahouse that was new to me. I kissed Nancy when I saw that along with traditional pastries they had meat pies. This was just what I needed. We spent a very pleasant hour chatting about our plans and what we'd be doing over the next few days.

Instead of driving through London traffic we took the Underground back to the bed and breakfast to fetch our bags. Then we headed to the car rental place where we had another round of goodbyes. Caryn thanked me again for her outfit and keeping my hands off Holden. I told her to resist spanking him on the first date.

“What if he's particularly naughty?” Caryn asked with a smile.

“Even more reason to make him wait.” I said. “Yes we'll take lots of pictures and let you guys join us for a Skype call later. Don't forget to take good care of my grumpy chef.”

The we climbed in the car and headed off to visit a place that was very special to me.