The Pervert And The Virgin – Part Forty-One

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We gave Griogair and Charles a ride to palace even though we were a short walk from it. Better not to arrive sweaty they agreed. The guards gave Charles a smart salute and waved him through quickly. Finally we were off to our treehouse. Tim leaned back in his seat and sighed contentedly. I laughed and agreed we would get to enjoy a lot of quality time together the next few days. The drive was beautiful. Tim had bought us some pies without me knowing. The navigation system led us right to the door exactly two hours later.

“Wow! Amazing!” Tim said as we drove through the expansive grounds. “How did you discover this gem?”

“Samuel and I won some money on a Sunderland upset.” I said. “He'd heard of this place but never been able to afford it. We decided to celebrate in a style befitting the upset. Sunderland were twenty to one underdogs and we put five hundred on them to win. What an incredible five days we enjoyed here.”

Even the lady behind the desk smiled as Tim turned round in circles trying to take everything in. When we made it to the desk he declared this just might be the place to repair the damage by one-too-many early mornings. The kind lady who checked us in promised they would do their best. We would find a list of the treatments on offer in our treehouse. Tim assured her he'd be calling to book some soon.

“Before I get too carried away thanking my loving husband for this treat where can we get some tea and refreshments?” Tim asked. “He gets very grumpy when he's hungry. Is there somewhere we can leave our bags?”

“Andrew will be happy to deliver them to your treehouse and return the key to you while you get started on your tea.” Elise said.

I discretely slipped Andrew twenty pounds under the key and thanked him. Tim was glad we had updated our wardrobes before arriving here. He surprised me by choosing a table on the open terrace. I was glad to sit outdoors where I could see the flowers and feel the wind. Andrew returned our key and told us to let him know if we needed anything during our stay. Tim let our waiter know the tea was unlike anything he'd ever tasted. Nectar of the gods Tim called it. They bill everything to our room I explained to Tim when he reached for his card.

Although I wouldn't admit it I was just as excited as Tim to see the treehouse. I'd booked us an entire treehouse even though there was just two of us staying. Spending time alone with Tim didn't include bumping into people when we entered or left or so I thought. I had to nudge Tim along the walkway. Seeing this reaction I placed a Skype call from my phone to the gang. Holding my finger over my lips I winked at them before pointing the camera toward Tim.

“All of it is ours.” I said when Tim stared at the different doors. “I didn't want to bump into other people when this is our time. This is you-and-me time not you-me-and-them. Don't you like it? Is it the tree?”

Tim surprised us all by bursting into tears and collapsing in my arms. I texted the gang to tell them we'd call back soon. Then I held Tim while he cried. When he regathered himself he told me he'd explain later. Now all he wanted to do was look at the space. Holding him close we explored the rooms together. Stepping out on the balcony we stared in awe at the surrounding forest. Here we stood in the late-afternoon sunlight looking out at the tops of trees hundred of years old. Some of these tree tops were still slightly below our eye level.

“Stunning. All of this and you.” I whispered reverently. “I am one of the luckiest people alive. Thank you Tim for bringing me back here.”

“Well you should thank me.” Tim said with a sniff. “You've been away from here far too long. A good thing you had beautiful me to enrich your life. Scoundrel it is in a setting like this I know there is a god. Please will you channel a short song for me. Something fitting of this place and time.”

“Before you explore the space some more let's get the gang to join us.” I said when I had finished singing softly to him. “We need to have a check in with Adam and we need to get ready for dinner. Showing them the tree house with us will save time.”

“Time we could spend in the hot tub after dinner.” Tim said with a smile. He stood on tip-toes and kissed me gently. “Thank you, Scoundrel. Thank you.”

How wonderful it was to share this space and our experience of it with our friends. Although the gang got glimpses through the windows they never saw the vista in its fullness until right at the end. They were as stunned as us at the sight. Once we were back inside the gang let us know we better make the most of being in such a magical setting and soak up lots of healing. Tim already had thoughts of getting us this months special treatment.

“Couldn't be more fitting for the two of us.” Tim said. “Anybody care to guess?”

“The most fitting thing for Dad would be chocolate.” Adam guessed. “What? You're kidding?”

“No it says here we get a chocolate orange body scrub followed by a chocolate wrap.” Tim red from the pamphlet. “Rohan loves chocolate and I love the thought of losing some cellulite.”

“Oh you have to send Caryn a picture of the two of you wrapped in chocolate.” Dylan said. “Tim it was a lovely surprise to wake to a picture of my gift being put to good use. Tracy wouldn't let us put it up on the big screen. I've got it set as my cellphone background though. Thanks for being such a good sport and modeling it. The hearts looked so cute.”

“You're welcome I'm sure.” Tim said with a nice little blush. “Speaking of butts and paddles Rohan is dying to know how Adam is doing. He'd be a complete wreck if his Lady hadn't distracted him with a mind-blowing performance. Literally and figuratively. Eddie you will soon receive copies from Garth. He has five recordings of it from our cellphones. We'd like you to work your magic and create one we can share. Rohan's bank manager heard mine and asked for a copy.”

“Dad there's no need to worry.” Adam said. “I spoke to J and it seems he understood exactly what I was feeling. We chatted over a few milkshakes and when we finished I was a bit more in love with Juliet. My first crush on a lady.”

“Glad to hear you feel good and chose a lovely lady for your first crush.” I said smiling. “Thanks J for helping him.”

“Wasn't difficult after the thrashing you gave me Monday.” J said. “I'm still sore. How you survived the epic spanking is beyond me. The boys took a look and told me if I imagined my butt three times as red I would get some idea of what you experienced.”

“Adam did far better than many adults do after a lot of sessions.” Juliet said ruffling his hair. “I couldn't ask for somebody better to have a crush on me. He'll be visiting me regularly while you are gone. Rohan I have chatted with Adam about where you were leading him. I've explained the shift in thinking it will take. Adam wants to give you this gift in return for all you have been through with him. Tracy will schedule a time and a place.”

“The love nest for three full days.” I said immediately. “I'll let Tracy know which days.”

“Three full days?” Adam asked. “Morgan and Tim can ease the loneliness in each other. I feel like Tim in the treehouse.”

“Excuse us for rushing off but we have to get dressed for dinner.” Tim said. “I want us to look good. We're having an early dinner, a stroll through the gardens and then a long soak in the hot tub. Darn we forgot the kettlebells. Southampton is close so we'll get some tomorrow. Sorry Catherine. You'll understand when you hear the audio. Even our poor cellphone recordings will make you realize why I worried about getting food into Rohan and forgot everything else.”

“There's a business site near Southampton on our short list Catherine.” I said. “We'll get the kettlebells tomorrow. Even I know how to put a reminder in my phone.”

“Rohan will you please check in again with us tomorrow evening?” Leslie asked. “Thank you. I want to listen to the recording and speak to Alida. Then we'll chat about your experience. Glad you are relaxing and having fun. I'm curious about the chocolate experience.”

Tim agreed to a stroll before dinner in the twilight. I agreed we could stop at the spa to see about our chocolate treatment before our walk. The lady at the spa suggested we run our errands before the wrap because we might fall asleep after the treatment. This made sense. Southampton was only forty-minutes away so we'd take care of it in the morning. Three o'clock would be a lovely time for our treatment. They even agreed to do it in our treehouse when they learned I had booked a private one.

The lady laughed when Tim insisted on booking us both in for a facial Friday morning. The raccoon eyes had to go. He let me know I needed a massage as well so we booked ourselves one for Friday afternoon. Nothing less than ninety-minutes Tim insisted. A very happy Tim led me out on my walk. Absolutely nothing intruded here in these grounds. Hand-in-hand we strolled around the grounds. I asked a waiter on the terrace if we could get two Gin and Tonics.

“No trouble at all Sir.” the waiter replied.

Three minutes later we were strolling with a drink in our hand. Idyllic was the only way to describe this experience. Tim even ignored his phone when it alerted him to a text message. I was so impressed I kissed him. The imp convinced me it was a three kiss moment.

“That was a splendid G&T.” Tim complimented our waiter. “What did you think Scoundrel? I have to ask you. You've enjoyed my body weight in gin over the years.”

“A very good drink.” I agreed. “One I haven't had often but I did recognize. Judging by where we are I'd say it was Plymouth gin.”

“Good palette Sir.” the waiter said. “Would you like a table for dinner? A private table perhaps?”

“Thank you.” I said tugging on Tim's hand. “Kissing the waiter is bad form Tim. Unless it is in an alcove or behind closed doors.”

“Sorry. I 'm not used to such well-trained staff.” Tim said. “We must suggest some changes to the bed and breakfast when we next visit London.”

“As part owner of the bed and breakfast I'll take it under advisement.” I said. “Our dinner awaits us.”

Smiling our waiter led us to a secluded table with a view of the gardens. When asked he suggested we order from the trolley if we had no objections to pork. We both agreed to follow his suggestion. I trusted him to bring us a bottle of wine that complemented the pork very nicely. Bad form Tim reminded me when I tasted the wine and my eyes open a little wider. When he tasted it he decided his time here could become the best days of his life.

“Our waiter let them know what we wanted for dinner.” I said to Tim as he looked around for a waiter to take our order. “They won't approach until we motion them over. Are you ready to eat or would you like a little more wine?”

“I'd better have a little more wine.” Tim said. “Everything is so perfect it makes me eager to try the next thing. I'm sorry.”

“No need to apologize for being honest.” I said reaching out to hold his hand. “I'm glad we are sharing this time together.”

“Sharing. That reminds me we need a photograph or two.” Tim reminded me. “Caryn is not a lady we want to upset.”

The moment I poured the last of our wine our waiter approached. I ordered us another bottle and asked about photographs for friends and family. One of the hotel staff was a professional photographer who was on hand for weddings or business functions but was willing to take pictures for anybody. Such a special time deserved a camera of better quality than our phones we decided.

The photographer arrived with our waiter. He took pictures of us drinking wine. A picture of the view from behind us. Pictures of us being served from the trolley. Then he asked us if we'd like a picture of us kissing. Tim agreed if I promised to let Caryn know he did it just for her. Our waitress agreed with Tim that spanking him at the dinner table would be very bad form. Perfectly okay to spank him in the hot tub of the treehouse she agreed with me.

“No I don't like the food.” Tim said with a straight-face. “This is the only food I've ever had that compares with what my husband cooks. Heavenly. I love it. The pork just melts and is as sweet as any candy. Wonderful. You'd better warn the chef not to let me catch him behind closed doors or in an alcove.”

Both of us had a second helping. Throughout our dinner we didn't say much. We held hands and enjoyed looking into each other's eyes as we sipped our wine. We chatted a little about our plans for tomorrow. Mostly we enjoyed the food, drink and the setting. Tim chose this moment to explain his tears earlier.

“I'm certain renting an entire treehouse in a place like this costs well over a thousand pounds per night.” Tim said. “Compared to your net worth this is insignificant and you know I am aware of this so you didn't do it to impress me. I'd like to think you know me well enough to understand this wouldn't mean a lot to me. What meant the world to me was you renting it so we would be completely alone. You did everything you could and spent whatever it took to give us this space. That my Love means the world to me. A reminder of how much you truly love me. Yes I am still amazed you chose me. Hopefully I always will be. Your love for me is not something I ever want to take for granted.”

“Thank you Beloved for sharing your journey with me and my sons.” I said squeezing his hand. “I'll never take you for granted.”

Our waitress smiled when I admitted I'd never forgotten the superb custard they served at my last visit. Over ten years ago and I could still taste it. All I wanted for dessert tonight was a serving of that custard. Nothing else with it. No garnishes. A simple bowl of the world's best custard served pipping hot. After that endorsement Tim really didn't have any choice but to order the same our waitress agreed.

“Excuse me Sweetheart there is something I need to tend to quickly.” I said watching a conversation between two waitresses near the private conference rooms. “This won't take long.”

On the way over to the conference room the waitress had just left I stopped to tell her it would all be okay. I also gave her my business card and told her to call me if things didn't improve. The two waitresses promised nobody would enter without my permission no matter what they heard. Ten-minutes later I walked back past them and suggested they stay out the room for at least another ten-minutes unless a big guy called them in. My custard arrived as I was approaching my table. Well trained staff indeed.

“Thank you, Sir.” a huge black guy said towering over our table. “I will call Garth tonight. In a couple of hours when I have tended to some things. That wont be too late?”

“We have to check in with them and show them our treehouse.” I said. “I'll let him know to expect your call around ten. Unless things get really bad we will chat again after I've checked out on Saturday morning.”

“I'll make full use of the spa treatments.” the man promised. “Young man it is a pleasure to meet you. In my opinion you are one of the luckiest and richest men in the world. Enjoy your time here. We will chat on Saturday. Once again Rohan thank you.”

“Don't forget to order the custard before you chat with Garth.” I reminded him. “Only one bowl. Have the other for breakfast.”

“That was amazing.” Tim said pushing his bowl away.

I was finishing my bowl so our friend waited and we walked with him to the lobby. Looking back Tim saw him heading back inside with three burly guys. They're security I agreed. Tim smiled when I said Benjamin is just getting out of trouble. I laughed when Tim said my housekeeper would be extremely uncomfortable here because he'd seen wines on the menu costing several thousand pounds. One was just under seven thousand. He had avoided looking at the white wine selection so he wouldn't accidentally see how much our wine had cost. I thanked him for this with a firm swat.

“We had to give Lance one hot chocolate too many to keep him awake.” Caryn scolded us. “He couldn't go to sleep without seeing the treehouse. Yes I know you said you could see it in the morning Lance but that wouldn't be right. You are way too sweet and cute and adorable and I have to kiss you. Yes again.”

“Before Tim gives you a guided tour I want to let you know Benjamin will be calling Garth at ten.” I said quickly. “You'll understand when you chat.”

“Rohan you wouldn't have me working this late without good reason.” Garth said. “Do you give me special dispensation to miss sunrise meditations tomorrow.”

“Lucky Garth.” Tim said when I gave permission for him to lie in bed until six. “Isn't sunrise closer to six-thirty at this time of year?”

“Six forty-five.” Christopher said. “Whatever will we do to fill those forty-five minutes.”

“You'll fill me.” Garth said firmly. “Now let's see this place so Lance can get to bed without needing another hot chocolate.”

They were as impressed as we had been. When Tim announced the food was as good as mine they all agreed to spend a day here soon to experience the food. I let them know if they rented a treehouse and it would only be around three hundred each. Charles was right in thinking the queen would see the political upside to his marriage to Griogair. He explained to Tim you didn't get to keep a monarchy going for this long without being very good at politics. The queen knew she had to move with the times. By giving her blessing she prevented anybody from making it something scandalous.

“She's attending the service and spending the night at the manor.” Griogair said in a shocked tone. “Charles told her to give her chef some time off because you'd cook dinner. The queen is keen to meet a churchman who conducts a wedding and cooks the wedding feast. Some special ops guys will be testing the Order members Charles is having guard the place next week. They weren't happy about the change in security but the queen agreed. She did say it was only fair for them to test us for their peace of mind. We'll be staying here until Thursday while they try to kidnap and kill the nun playing the role of queen. I don't know how I will get the staff trained in two days.”

“You won't even try.” I said. “The queen will appreciate the chance to relax as much as Charles does. Her security will be the one area above all others we need to get right. That's Christopher's department and I know he will nail it. Griogair you just need to make certain the staff knows to lie low if they hear any commotion. Charles at your next meeting please find out what her majesty would really enjoy for dinner. A favorite childhood dish or something she's longing to try. This will be fun.”

The photographer had left a flash drive with our pictures on. We'd get prints tomorrow but he knew we had friends waiting to see some pictures. Tim never mentioned the pictures at all. Instead he just sent Caryn an email with them. We'd already settled in the hot tub when Caryn called back to scold him. Tim smiled and put her on speakerphone. She wasn't buying he kissed me just for her. Yes she loved them. She let me know Benjamin had got through his tasks early and was chatting with Garth. Holden would have to wait until tomorrow night because she was on her way home to sleep in her own bed all on her own. She wasn't going to risk anybody else buying her an outfit as a bonus.

“Do you know that sweet, brave little chocolate-guzzling boy offered to pay my three hundred so I could stay in the treehouse?” Caryn asked. “How much pocket-money do you give him? He is just the sweetest boy ever. Christopher is paying for me as a bonus gift. I swear you guys are all trying to outdo each other. Even the nine-year old is in on it. Charles is paying for us ladies to enjoy a full day of spa treatments. We're coming there early next week since they can't go home until Wednesday or Thursday. Well I'm safely home. Good night guys. Thank you for everything.”

“Goodnight.” we said together. “Rest well.”

“Tell me a bit about Benjamin.” Tim said. “You handed him off to Garth so we'd still have our time together didn't you?”

“That was one of the reasons.” I agreed. “The other reason I made him wait until we checked out was to see if he was serious. You've seen the guy. He ripples like Bjorn. The man is a musician. Obviously very successful if he can afford to stay here. The whole party lifestyle and groupies had overwhelmed him. Deep down inside he felt bad about some of the things he felt compelled to do and allow. Stuff he thought he was necessary to impress his friends. People he thought he needed but are bad mannered louts.

He's doing a detox for the next three days. This will help him get the party drugs moving from his system. Garth will design something that works with the treatments offered by the spa. I'll check with Andrew to make certain Benjamin and his party cleaned up their act and behavior before we chat on Saturday. Some tried to get mouthy but I ignored them. I kept my focus on Benjamin. He told them to shut up.”

“The security guys?” Tim asked.

“They were to help those reluctant to accept the party was at an end.” I explained. “Benjamin started by cleaning house. I put him in touch with my London law firm and Edgar to help get things straightened out. Darrin will also be chatting to him soon. Tim he's a musician so he is sensitive enough to feel the pain and emptiness this lifestyle was causing him. All I had to do was remind him of where he came from and the values his family had instilled in him. Once he thought of his folks he knew what he had to do.”

“A man like that hardly needs security guys to help throw somebody out.” Tim said pouring us some more wine. “True. I guess it wouldn't be easy to use physical force on people who were friends. Even bad friends wouldn't deserve it. I can't wait until Saturday to see what you have planned for Benjamin. No my Love keep it a surprise. I'm certain I'll love it.”

The hot tub relaxed me so deeply I started to fall asleep. Tim woke me gently by sitting on my lap. We'd climbed into the hot tub naked so the only real way for him to get comfortable was to let my cock slide inside his butt he explained when I woke with half my cock inside him. Tim enjoyed working his muscles to get me from semi-erect to rock hard. I enjoyed being on the receiving end of his efforts. He rode me slowly. Bouncing gently up and down until I climaxed softly inside of him. I gave him a goodnight blowjob in our lovely bed.

“Hush Scoundrel it was perfect. No need to apologize.” Tim said. “Sometimes gentle is nice. Especially in that setting. I'm sure all our lovemaking here will be gentle. The treatments will see to that. Now let's go to sleep. I'd like you to get plenty of rest. You'll wake early no matter what.”

Tim was right. I was up early and brewing coffee before my meditation. I called Lao to chat with him about the chef. Lao asked me to set aside a couple of hours on Sunday afternoon and he'd teach me more about energy healing. He said it was best to let the Hospitallers strengthen the physical form with herbs. That way I could do my work without the man getting uncomfortable because he'd attribute any recovery to the herbs. We did a little chi work on me. Then Lao left me to my meditations. I was singing the new day in when Tim approached wearing a robe. I pulled him gently to me as I sang. He settled on my lap and leaned against me. My Lady kindly sang us a love song.

Coffee, oral sex, shower and a walk through the forest followed. When we returned there was a breakfast hamper outside our door. Tim suggested I put my feet up while he prepared breakfast. This was a smart suggestion because Garth called to chat about Benjamin. He wanted us to pick up some herbs and remedies for Benjamin while we were in Southampton. The owner of a herb store had received an email with a list of what we wanted and my phone number so he could let us know when everything was ready. Lance came running in to say hi wrapped in a towel. He was going to help Leanne say goodbye to the guests so he had to get clean he told me. He promised to have fun. Then he was off to get dressed with a quick goodbye. Nancy said hello as she passed in front of the camera.

Christopher and Garth were going to the diner for breakfast. I shared my conversation with Lao. They thought sending Lao an email with their observations would be good. A case study for Tracy was always welcome and she could compare Lao's approach to the Hospitaller method. I greeted Charles and Griogair. Charles told me when I returned from Southampton there would most likely a package waiting for me at the front desk. Griogair advised me not to open it until we were in our treehouse. When I thanked them Griogair told me it was no trouble because I had paid for it. The moment we said goodbye Tim was pulling me out the door.

The drive was an easy one so I let Tim drive us. The kettlebell shopping experience became an adventure. Tim decided our workout wardrobe needed sprucing up because our treehouse was so fancy. He took such delight in having me try on the clothes I gave in. While Tim was trying on an outfit our store assistant whispered the pub next door was open and we could leave our car parked in their parking space while I got some medicine inside me. I kissed her cheek. Tim laughed when I dragged him around to the pub. He agreed we might as well play darts while we waited for the herb shop owner to call. I'd already decided to keep these three days business free so we'd visit the business site on our way back to London on Saturday afternoon.

We returned to the pub for lunch before driving back to the hotel. I left Benjamin's herbs at the front desk because he was enjoy a spa treatment. Tim was trying to lift our parcel without a lot of success so I scooped him and the parcel up.

“Showoff.” Tim said kissing me. “Care to show me some more of your muscles in the hot tub? While we are here we ought to get a couple of bottles of wine for the treehouse.”

“Good idea.” I said loading our package in the car.

Our kind waiter agreed to give Tim some pointers in choosing wine. He smiled when Tim asked how he could avoid choosing the ones that cost thousands of dollars. I listened in because I was always eager to learn from the locals and this local in particular. There was a commotion when a florist truck arrived and started dispensing large bouquets of flowers to some of the waitresses, the front desk lady and housekeepers.

“Most likely Benjamin making amends.” I agreed with Tim. “Glad to see him following through.”

“Thank you Sir.” our waiter said. “The staff had a much easier night thanks to your chat.”

“You're welcome.” I said. “He is a good man at heart. Give him a day or two to get back on his feet and for the treatments to work.”

“Yes Sir.” our waiter agreed. “Now young sir on to the fizz.”

“We'll want a bottle of the fizz.” Tim decided right away. “Keep an eye on the time for us, my Love. I'm liable to miss our chocolate wrap.”

We ended up rushing back to the treehouse. Tim carried our three bottles while I brought in the kettlebells and our mystery package. The young masseuses asked a lot of questions about the kettlebells. Tim invited them to join us when we did our workout tomorrow morning. They didn't mind that it would be at eight. We undressed while they set things up. Right as we were about to lie down on the table I saw a Skype alert from Christopher and Garth. Tim decided we'd better take it.

“Surprise.” Caryn said. “And a very pleasant surprise it is from your side. Turn around Tim. Yes definitely spankable. Christopher and Garth found the idea of the chocolate detox and wrap intriguing. I just wanted to ogle. Rohan if Holden looks half as good as you at your age I'll be a nymphomaniac. Well don't keep these pretty ladies waiting. On with the lesson.”

Caryn let the pretty young ladies know she wanted pictures. They called our photographer over. Caryn had a lot of fun directing the photo shoot.

“Thanks for being such good sports.” Caryn said. “We'll leave you to it. Tim give these kind ladies something extra for agreeing to chat with the docs here after your treatment. I must say I am quite jealous of them. Garth get a list of equipment I need for when those two return to London. I want to paint Tim's butt in chocolate. A practice run for when I get Holden naked.”

“You ladies are true professionals to work under these conditions and do such a wonderful job.” I complimented our ladies.

“Never had this much fun at work before.” one of them said. “Caryn was right. You guys are good sports. Now relax and if you fall asleep that's fine.”

Both Tim and I stayed awake through our treatments. Once we were clean we took a long nap. I was glad we set the alarm or we would have missed dinner. There was no time to open our mystery package. Tim called the gang to say we'd call after dinner as we made our way to the restaurant. Our waiter let Tim choose the wine tonight. Dry aged sirloin with Yorkshire pudding was on the trolley. When Benjamin entered the restaurant Tim called him over to join us. Benjamin was reluctant to intrude but Tim's threat of a spanking did the trick.

We chatted about our experiences with our spa treatments. Benjamin laughed when Tim shared Caryn's antics. The softness and warmth in the wait staff when they waited on us touched Benjamin. I was adamant they weren't being kind just because he was sitting at our table. Our waiter was filling our glasses when I said this and agreed with me. Benjamin also chose to eat from the trolley and joined us in a second round. He had put Edgar and Darrin in touch with my lawyers. They were going to have a meeting Monday afternoon in London. Tim suggested he stay at the bed and breakfast because his old friends would no doubt be waiting for him at his regular hangouts.

“Garth is one of the owners so you can have a check-in at the same time.” I said. “Let him know you'd like a room for the night. I have somewhere special in mind for you to spend a few days from Tuesday. Benjamin you've done so well today I'm certain I'll want to help you by Saturday. Now for some pudding. Whatever the staff recommends is usually a good way to go.”

“Rohan I am nervous about calling my folks.” Benjamin said over dessert. “Mostly embarrassed that I haven't visited or called more often. Tim when I made some money I bought them a cottage on a small piece of land just outside London. I grew up in a rough neighborhood and wanted to get my folks somewhere safer. Obviously my former friends were not keen on visiting the country. You're right it will not go away until after I call. That's what Garth told me last night.”

“I think they'll be happy to hear from you.” Tim said. “I think it will be good for them to see how healthy you look after your pampering. You were planning on doing a video call weren't you?”

“Actually my folks don't know much about computers and I find them intimidating so I just use it for email and browsing.” Benjamin admitted.

“First your housekeeper and now Benjamin. Why me?” Tim asked looking up at the heavens. “I'll fix you up right after dinner. No protests. The three of you need to learn. This is my mission in life. Now get on with seconds so we can get you guys chatting.”

Benjamin insisted on paying for our dinner. Tim got the number for Benjamin's parents and gave them a call while we walked to his hotel room. He assured them Benjamin was fine and explained why he was calling. They didn't mind that it was quite late. He talked them through setting up an account and updating the software while I did the same for Benjamin.

“I must say it's been a pleasure Benji and Angie.” Tim finished. “Benjamin will call you in just a few minutes once he's ordered your new home computer. He'll be chatting with you regularly now. Let me know if he slacks off and I'll spank him. My husband Rohan will be making a test call from his cellphone while we order your computer.”

Everything worked fine. Angie was so excited about seeing and chatting with Benjamin. I deliberately kept Benjamin out of sight. Then I placed a quick test call to Benjamin. Tim let Benjamin know we'd be up for a while and to call if he had any problems or questions.

“Yes I know if I don't you'll spank me.” Benjamin said smiling and lifting Tim off his feet in a huge hug. “Thank you young sir. Now scoot because a lot of tears will be flowing soon.”

“Good. Come on my Love.” Tim said pulling me down the corridor quickly. “The gang awaits.”

“Good night, Benjamin.” I said just before I turned the corner. “Hold still while I kiss you Tim. That was very sweet of you. Inviting Benjamin to join us and helping him set up Skype. The gang can wait while I kiss you again. And again. Once more.”

Tim texted the gang who requested we give them thirty minutes because they boys were in the middle of some schoolwork. We told them to text us when they were ready. I suggested a walk through the gardens and forest while we waited. We spent more time kissing than walking but Tim didn't seem to mind. The expected text arrived in mid-grope. I sighed as we released each other and headed up to the treehouse.

“Do you feel as good as you looked in all that chocolate?” Tracy asked with a grin. “Caryn thought Elaine and Juliet might want to include that massage in their repertoire. Naturally the boys wanted video evidence you were relaxing. They just happened to play it while the others were here for breakfast. I'm sure it wasn't intentional.”

“Absolutely not. Perish the thought Pater dear.” Adam said. “Chocolate sales are about to go up in this neighborhood.”

“Dad you have to listen to this recording.” Dylan said and within seconds we were listening to my Lady and her cohorts blessing the orphanage.

“Eddie you are a true magician.” I said when the song ended. “That sounded really good.”

“Exquisite is a better description.” Leslie said firmly. “We haven't been able to figure out how many other voices joined in with your Lady. Fifteen is our general consensus. Alida explained you can channel so many voices in a song because it becomes one voice but wouldn't like to try it herself. She's not surprised you were barely able to walk. Alida says to make enough room for all that inside would have left you with very little space for your conscious awareness of yourself and surroundings.”

“She's right.” I admitted. “I lost track of who and where I was within seconds. The next time I think I'll sit down before I start singing. Like anything else Tracy all it takes is practice. The more I practice the more I am able to stretch myself.”

“Sometimes I think it takes more courage to open up and channel that many voices than it does to face somebody in first blood.” Dylan said. “Aren't you scared of going insane?”

“I was on the verge of going insane when I first channeled.” I reminded Dylan. “Initially I was afraid of what might happen. The thought of losing my memories of all you wonderful people was terrifying. Now I have grown to trust my Lady so much I just relax. Now there is no fear. I just step back and let her take the floor.”

“Consider keeping some snacks on hand.” Catherine suggested.

Tim insisted on showing the gang our new workout clothes. He held the computer up so they could see we had the kettlebells. There was some teasing when the gang learned our masseuses were joining us for our workout. The boys were definitely concerned when I shared my decision to postpone the business visit until Saturday. We shared the pictures taken of us today.

“Who's the little guy in the pictures Dad?” Adam asked. “The one who looks like three of Brother Michael rolled into one.”

“A new friend Tim kindly invited to join us for dinner.” I said.

“A good thing I did as well.” Tim said. “The kind man paid for our dinner. We had the most delicious aged Sirloin with Yorkshire pudding, spinach and mashed potatoes. I really need to work out or I'll gain three ounces each day here. Would you guys like to meet him? I think it's best if he shared his story with you. Rohan won't talk about it.”

“Sure we'd love to chat with Tiny if you don't mind giving up some of your alone time.” Morgan said. “Abby what else do you call a man mountain? I feel small enough as it is.”

“Benjamin will love it.” Tim said laughing. “I can't wait to share it with him. Fine. I'll let you guys surprise him. My Love I can snuggle with you while they chat. Tomorrow is our last night and I think cocktails with Tiny and a check in with the gang will be perfect before dinner. Let's set a tentative time for eight over there and if he has plans we'll email you.”

“What treatments do you have lined up for tomorrow?” Sophie asked.

“A facial in the morning and a ninety-minute massage in the afternoon.” Tim said. “I haven't decided what we're doing Saturday morning. Don't want Rohan too relaxed with a long drive ahead. There will be more pictures. That Caryn is quite the bully. I pity Holden.”

“Huh I'd put up with a lot of bullying if she was bedding me.” Dylan said. “Speaking of bed we'll let you guys head off to yours or is it the hot tub?”

“Hot tub.” Tim said instantly. “A quick splash so Rohan can get plenty of rest. I have to put him to sleep early because even on our holiday he gets up at four or five. Good night guys.”

When we were relaxing I mentioned to Tim all this time chatting with the gang didn't fit in with us being completely alone. He told me an hour or two in the day hardly mattered. Once again it came back to growing up without a family so he really enjoyed chatting to the gang. The reminder that so many people genuinely cared for him was a highlight of his day. I enjoyed chatting with the gang as well. They helped me stay focused. Speaking of focus it was time to focus on a bedtime fuck.

I pulled Tim to his feet and had him lean forward with his hands on the edge of the tub.

“You won't find the view too distracting?” Tim asked wriggling his butt at me.

“Which view?” I asked smacking his ass.

Both views proved equally appealing. I let my gaze shift from my cock sliding in him to the natural splendor surrounding us. One particularly forceful thrust knocked Tim forward and he ended up dangling with his hips on the edge. I kept him there enjoying the thought of him pumping cum into the water. My cock throbbed at the thought. Tim felt the extra hardness and groaned in delight. One last downward thrust and hold it. My lover jerked in pleasure beneath me as my balls drained.

“We must see about getting a hot tub at the love nest.” I said to Tim.

“Do you think you could see your way to helping me up first?” Tim asked still dangling over the edge of the tub. “No you can't leave me here to save time in the morning Scoundrel. All that water will undo the good work we had done today.”

“Can't allow all that good money to go to waste.” I declared pulling him up. “Bedtime.”

Tim sent the gang a goodnight text and fell asleep smiling at the sound of all their return texts.

The next morning Benjamin watched our workout on the lawn from his window. He waved to us but stayed in his room. A sweating, groaning Tim thought him very wise. The mimosa we enjoyed while the girls used his kettlebell to work out helped. They joined us for a mimosa and asked us where we'd bought our kettlebells. Our photographer had gotten an early start to his day taking pictures of our workout. We were becoming his best customer.

This time we chose to get our facials in the spa and enjoy the swimming pool. Tim complimented the hotel on having such cute paparazzi while being photographed during his facial. He loved my idea of a G&T while we were in the pool. I had to get outdoors so we got a second drink to take for a walk. The grilled T-Bone steak saved the lunch menu for me. Much as I love my pudding I need something more substantial. Sirloin steak and fat chips did the job.

Tim let me know arranging for Tiny to join us just before five when our ninety-minute massage ended at four-thirty was cruel. Yes he had made the booking for three but I could have changed it earlier today. He let me know he thought this torment would earn me a spanking.

“Yes dear.” I said kissing him. “Now let's get dressed before Tiny arrives.”

Andrew had arranged for us to have everything we needed to make our cocktails. We were finishing getting dressed when Tiny arrived. The view from the balcony was just as mesmerizing for him as it had been for us. He would definitely be checking in to a treehouse on his next visit he decided.

“Benjamin go ahead and answer that please while I finish making our cocktails.” I said when the alert showed up on the screen. “Brace yourself though. They're very affectionate.”

“Hello Tiny it's a pleasure to meet you.” Morgan said right off the bat. Benjamin collapsed laughing on the couch.

“We felt the ground shake all the way out here.” Adam said. “I bet your lovers enjoy the earth-moving sex.”

“Rohan mon it's surprising to see you in the company of a rap star.” Eddie said. “True you do hang out with an eclectic bunch back here. I'm sure your lady can do rap but the idea of you rapping is cracking me up mon.”

“Tiny he already has a rap name.” Dylan said. “Tiny meet Gnarly Marley. Reggae rap artist extraordinaire. Recently he's been doing some religious songs and a lullaby collection for kids at an orphanage. Maybe you can get him back into rap.”

“Tiny and Gnarly will take the world by storm.” Jocelyn predicted. “We'll call it the Jamaican Jam tour. My Eddie will record all the shows. This crowd got their claws into us when Eddie did some work for Rohan. They'll kill you with kindness this lot. They're not too bad when Rohan is away pestering others.”

“Yes he's sinking his claws of kindness into me.” Benjamin said. “I had lost touch with who I was. Rohan is reminding me of who I am. He took the gloves off yesterday and got my parents to help with the reminding. Tim taught us how to use Skype and made me buy my parents a better computer so we could Skype more often.”

“How does somebody Tim's size make you do anything?” Abby asked.

“He promised to spank me.” Benjamin said with a smile.

“That will do it.” Abby said. “Well done Tim. I'm impressed.”

“Easy to make that threat when Rohan is your muscle.” Tim replied modestly.

“Benjamin my name is Leslie. I'm a friend and therapist to this lot.” Leslie said introducing herself. “Rohan is sometimes a little forceful. He wouldn't tell us much and we're happy to let you share as much or as little as you want. Don't let him bully you into anything. His housekeeper or Juliet are always ready to spank him if he bullies you.”

“No he didn't bully me.” Benjamin said softly. “He let me chat with Garth. Do you know him? He's been very good to me. Leslie we've just met but I'd like to chat and learn more about Garth and Christopher. Do you have time this weekend? I am leaving for London on Monday. Rohan suggested I stay at Garth's bed and breakfast.”

“Go ahead Leslie.” I said. “This will save me from having to do it. I will email you my plans for our friend before you chat so you don't ruin the surprise.”

“Dylan your dad has put me in touch with his lawyers, his banker and Tim's accountant to help me free myself from some unpleasant influences.” Benjamin said. “He also promised me more help if I needed it but was a bit vague on details. No I don't mind. Right now I have enough on my plate. When I got famous I found I had lots of people around me. Your dad helped me see they were people not friends. People who behaved badly. I allowed it because if I didn't I'd have to face the emptiness inside. In a body this size that's a lot of emptiness. Also some were agents and producers I didn't wan to upset. I've never had much so losing my fame was very frightening.”

“You'll be fine if Garth and Christopher are helping.” Adam said. “Dad what was in your mystery package? The one you got when you delivered Tiny's herbs.”

“No idea.” I said shocking them all into silence. “I've been too busy to open it. Tracy there is no point in opening something if I don't have time to use whatever is in there.”

“Now we get to share it with our family and friends.” Tim said excitedly tearing away the paper to reveal a solid wood case with a combination lock. “There's no note with the combination. Did he text it to you, my Love?”

“Try 2664.” I suggested. “That's our agreed upon combination unless another is given.”

“I'm going to sit myself in his lap for an hour and kiss Charles till I'm blue in the face.” Tim said staring into the open box. “These are exquisite.”

The crate contained two short swords. One a little shorter than the other but I knew both were tailor-made for us. The black handle contrasted superbly with the glistening metal of the hilt. The brown scabbards were beautiful. Seeing the swords reminded me of my conversation with Brother Michael. Tim was holding the sheathed sword in front of the camera for the others to see.

“Brother Michael spoke with Charles about Tim's weapons training.” Tracy said. “He wants you to know you will train Tim with this weapon until he has learned the basics at least. Love, light and life.”

“Love, light and life.” I said placing a fist over my heart. “Yes you're stuck with me as your trainer imp. Better learn quickly if you want to learn from another.”

“You're going to teach me how to use this beauty?” Tim asked. “Uh-oh I bet it will be at an ungodly hour of the day. A good thing you meditate at sunrise so it can only be later. What do you mean I will have to join you in your meditations?”

“You can't practice with the sword unless you are calm and centered.” I explained. “Over time you will learn to carry this calmness through the day but now you need to practice. Your first lesson is tomorrow morning.”

“Before anybody including Tim says a word I have something to say.” my housekeeper said cutting off the teasing that was about to erupt. “The boys went through this with their attitude adjustment to greens. Tim you have to decide if this is a path you want to follow and if you do this is part of following it. Rohan won't force you or think less of you. He'll give you a lot more leeway in bitching than I will. My riding crop is close at hand.”

“I'll be standing right behind her.” Juliet added. “This is too important and meaningful to Rohan to have sullied with any bitching.”

“I don't have much time to think about it.” Tim said. “My first lesson is tomorrow. Yes this is a perfect setting to start. Possibly the most perfect and beautiful setting in the world.”

“You don't need much time.” my housekeeper said. “Listen to your heart as you hold that sword.”

“Don't show up late for my first lesson tomorrow Scoundrel.” Tim said after a few minutes of silence. “Bad form for the student to start by spanking his instructor.”

“They are big on proper form here all right.” Benjamin said. “They might refuse to serve you custard. Tracy the custard alone is worth a flight from America.”

“I wouldn't dream of being late.” I said hugging Tim. “Thank you, Beloved. Thank you so much.”

“There's never a photographer around when you need one.” Tracy said.

“We do have this video and Lawrence.” Morgan reminded her.

“That's all right then. Why haven't you boys kept up with the dusting?” Tracy asked dabbing at her eyes with a tissue Leslie handed her. “The only thing I've let slide is your tickling. We'll set that right once I get the dust out of my eyes.”

“Thank you Tim.” my housekeeper said. “You'll meet my riding crop under friendlier circumstances while Rohan works with Adam. Yes it means that much to me. Besides I need to keep in practice. Tomorrow I want you to have a long chat with Brother Murray. Tell him of your decision and he'll know what to share.”

“I will. Thank you guys.” Tim said holding his sword tightly against himself.

“This is why I want to chat with you Leslie.” Benjamin said. “I knew there was more than Rohan was revealing. My friends are not as big as me but they are not much smaller. They all grew up on the streets and know how to use their fists and boots. Rohan entered our private conference room with no trace of fear. Five of them and one of me to him and he didn't flinch. That is why I listened. Now he's teaching Tim how to use a sword.”

“We will chat. Give Tim your number and he'll send it to all of us.” Leslie said. “That's only if you want to. Nobody will take offense if you don't contact them. I warn you if you send it to all of us they will all text you their number.”

“Right now I could do with some good friends to replace the people who left.” Benjamin said. “Please if you text me include some good times for me to call. I'd like to get to know you better and the role you play in Rohan's life. Tim if you want to spend your last night here sharing a meal in private with Rohan I will understand. Otherwise I'd like to pay for this celebration of your momentous decision. We are friends. Despite your help in making it possible for my mom to scold me like a five-year old.”

“Can we make this a Samuel-style celebration my Love?” Tim asked.

“That will have to wait until Benjamin finishes his detox and healing.” I said regretfully. “That would have been the perfect celebration. Like you did with the sword follow your heart.”

“Tiny we will go and celebrate together if you promise that as soon as Garth deems you fit you will have a second celebration with us.” Tim said formally. “This will be a Samuel-style celebration. You will learn soon enough. Listen to your heart. That's all I will say about it now.”

“We have a deal young Sir.” Benjamin said offering his hand.

“Benjamin you don't want to rush your detox.” Morgan said with a grin. “You'll need time to practice.”

“We'll let you go celebrate in a few minutes.” my housekeeper said. “Benjamin we want you to hear this recording of a blessing Rohan did. I think you will find it healing. Go ahead Eddie you know I don't like computers.”

“Me neither.” Benjamin said. “Strange creatures are computers. Oh my that can't be Rohan.”

“Yes and no.” my housekeeper said. “He's channeling. Now listen.”

When I nodded my agreement Eddie promised to email Benjamin the audio file. We locked the swords away and tidied up a bit. Then we made our way over to dinner. Benjamin told our waiter we were celebrating something. He wasn't sure what we were celebrating but it involved a life-changing decision for Tim.

“Let's start with a G&T on the terrace.” I suggested and led the other two out to a quiet area on the terrace. “Thank you for the drinks. I'd like your advice if you've got a moment.”

“Certainly, Sir.” our waiter said.

“I belong to a religious Order that still practices with the old weapons to keep fit.” I said knowing I could trust our waiter's discretion. “We received two short swords yesterday and Tim has agreed to get up very early to begin learning our ways. None of us could think of a better setting. I don't want to alarm your security guys or other guests when we practice. This will be about an hour after sunrise.”

“Down there Sir behind the hedge with the pink flowers.” our waiter suggested. “Congratulations young Sir. This is reason for celebration.”

“That's a problem here.” Tim said with a sigh. “You must let the staff know how I feel. The food, drink, service and setting is so perfect on a normal day I feel we are already celebrating life with each meal. So if all I did was have dinner it would be a celebration. Looks like our friend Tiny is getting away with a cheap celebration. Yes he's paying. I'd appreciate it if you gave the matter some thought. I will miss you when we leave. You've been very patient and forgiving of my exuberance. I'll miss all of this.”

“We'll come back soon.” I said drawing Tim against me. “Yes it will be a lot less than ten years. Must be the pollen making your eyes water.”

Our waiter collected our empty glasses and motioned me forward. I was still holding Tim close so he didn't notice Tiny's slight delay.

“This is your celebration but instead of another G&T at this time you might want to try this wine.” our waiter suggested.

“Any wine you suggest will be good.” Tim said. “Thank you, I would love to try it.”

Even our waiter laughed softly as we watched Tim dissolve in his seat after he tasted the wine. Tim was right when he said a normal meal here was a celebration. He laughed when I asked Tiny to remove the mint sauce from the trolley and set it out of our waitress' reach. The smell is off-putting enough I admitted.

“May I?” I asked Benjamin when Tim noticed the wine bottle was empty. “Tim I'd like to at least buy a bottle in this celebration. This means a lot to me as well.”

“The two of you are up to something.” Tim said in a slightly slurred voice. “I can't quite put my finger on it though. I will though. Then you better watch out. Rohan if you didn't cook this good I'd never want to leave here. Yes Tiny he cooks just as good at his worst.”

“I wouldn't leave here if I couldn't match their standards.” I admitted calmly. “Oh good here's our second bottle and a second helping of food.”

Benjamin kept us entertained with stories of his neighborhood. I spoke of some of my escapades with Samuel. They enjoyed the time we ended up sitting among the other team's fans. Fortunately the colors had been similar so we kept our collars raised and survived. They laughed when I admitted the strangest part of the experience was supporting a winning team at the Stadium of Lights. Benjamin admitted to being a Tottenham fan. Tim promised we'd introduce him to Tomek soon. Tim told me Monday night was soon enough.

While we were waiting for dessert I noticed our waiter slip into an alcove around the corner from the men's room. Tim was a little confused when I suggested he needed the bathroom but should take a sharp right just in front of the door. This had taken place behind Benjamin's back so I explained while Tim got his kiss. A very happy Tim kissed us both when he returned to the table. Our waitress didn't mind getting caught in the crossfire.

We thanked Benjamin for a wonderful celebration. He thanked me for the wine I'd bought us. Tim may have been unsteady on his feet but he gave us a suspicious look. I handed over two letters to the lady at the front desk and asked her to make certain the manager and the relevant staff received a copy. I told Tim he could read them on my computer tomorrow. Tim would be feeling fine tomorrow morning when it was time for his training I promised a concerned Benjamin.

“Rohan kindly does the hard work of learning these tricks and shares the benefits with us.” Tim said leaning against me. “I'll be as right as rain in the morning. Don't be late for my lesson my Love. Six-thirty is practically the middle of your day. No excuses. Fine you can carry me to our treehouse if you insist. I love our treehouse. When we have bought the two castles we must look for a treehouse of our own Scoundrel. We'll call it the glen of iniquity.

Bye Tiny! Sleep well. Onward and upward my Love. Wait a moment, my Love. The moon is so pretty. Let's take a stroll through the gardens. Well you'll stroll and I'll roll along in your arms. Caryn was right in saying you are a good sport. How did I snare you again? You must tell me all about it one day. A day when I'm not so tipsy. I blame the wine. The wine is keeping a secret I tell you. Red, red wine goes to my head. Come on Scoundrel sing it with me. Your Lady as well.”

My Lady did sing it for him. A strange choice in a lullaby but fun. The stroll through the gardens became a stroll through the forest before we made our way to the treehouse. Tim kept his hands on my shoulders to keep from falling while I undressed him. Then he lay on his back and watched me strip. He smiled broadly as he watched me apply a lot of lubricant to my cock.

“Scoundrel you wouldn't take advantage of an inebriated young man would you?” Tim asked as I pushed him up toward the pillows and rolled him over.

“Does this answer your question?” I asked as I slid into him.

“Very nicely answered.” Tim said. “I ought to warn you Scoundrel I might not stay awake long enough for you to finish. So glad you don't mind me sleeping through the climax of events. You're a good sport. Caryn was right. I'll tell her so when I next see her.”

Fucking a drunk fifteen-year old was really hot. Even a willing drunk fifteen-year old proved more than my self-restraint could handle. I slipped out and flipped him on his back. Tim was just drifting off when I got off. This and his getting off woke him completely.

“Ooooh just you wait 'til I have my sword in hand tomorrow morning.” Tim warned when he finished spluttering. “No I don't find an ice-cold shower invigorating. Do I look like a frigging polar bear? Since you woke me you get to make me some hot chocolate. I'll drink it while you work your magic so I am able to give you what-for tomorrow morning.”

I took the half-full mug of chocolate from Tim's hand. The sweet lad had fallen asleep again as the chi began to work its magic. I was quite content to sit here holding him and do more chi healing on him. There couldn't be any trace of a hangover or any lethargy in his movements tomorrow morning. I kept a close eye on him when we woke but saw no reason for concern.

The boy strutted over to the garden area where we were to have our first lesson. I'd decided we would meditate there as well. We borrowed a couple of chairs from the terrace because they were more comfortable than the garden benches. We meditated with our swords drawn and laid across our laps. Paparazzi is up early Tim whispered keeping his eyes closed. I smiled but didn't open mine.

“Ground yourself.” I said picking up our chairs and returning them to the terrace.

The first lesson was all about learning what movements he found the most natural with a sword in hand. Tim had fun but he never let it overcome his respect for the weapon and what he was embarking upon. I reminded him to let his heart lead. We stood facing each other and I had Tim strike at me. I blocked the blows easily but once again we were just getting him used to swinging his weapon.

“Finally I can give you what-for.” Tim said with glee when I suggested we finish with a little sparring. “Take that! And that! And this! I have you now. Ow!”

I laid the flat of my sword across his ass twice in the ten minutes we sparred. Tim had his hand on his hip and was gasping for breath when the ten minutes were up. Our photographer came over to chat with us. Benjamin had paid for pictures of Tim's first training session. Tim asked if I'd let him take some pictures of me going through some drills with the sun rising behind me. Thanks to our photographer's presence we were able to move out to a more open area. There would be no clashing of swords to disturb guests.

Unsurprisingly Charles had sent us perfectly balanced, weighted and measured swords. Three minutes into the drill my sword became a part of me. Adding a little chi and Tai Chi movements I flowed through the drills. I followed up the single-handed drills with my right and left hand with drills involving a double-handed grip. Then there were rolls with the sword from a standing position. Rolls done on the run at different speeds and heights. I worked up a nice little sweat. Tim kissed me when I finally called an end to the practice.

“You're grinning like a schoolboy.” Tim said hugging me. “The others are right in saying there is a spark in you when you do this stuff that isn't there at other times.”

I thanked the photographer and told him we would be checking out at eleven. He promised to have the prints and digital files ready. Tim red the letters I had written for the staff while I loaded up the car. I'd written the letter complimenting the restaurant staff and giving a particular mention to our waiter on Thursday. The letter included a request to double the standard 12.5% gratuity the hotel usually charged. My letter on Friday mentioned the exceptional service from the spa, the skill of their employees and quality of our treehouse construction. Tim thanked me for including his name on the letters because he shared my sentiments.

“Would you like to choose some products for us to take with us so we can keep all the benefits from our treatments?” I asked Tim when we entered the lobby. “They have a shop that sells the products they use.”

“I think I might be able to think of one or two products we could use.” Tim said with a smile as I led him to the shop.

Benjamin followed and waited while I handed my card to the cashier. A distracted Tim gave me a perfunctory kiss and told me to have a good chat with Benjamin. I promised to keep it short. Benjamin told me that would be a good idea or the shop would be completely sold out. There wasn't much for us to discuss. Benjamin told me he could free up the next week. I suggested he do that. He had a room at the bed and breakfast for Monday. That's the only night you will need it I told him. The rest I kept as a surprise.

When we got back to the shop Tim grinned when Benjamin complimented him on making such good use of his time. No more raccoon eyes for at least a week Tim announced happily. He declared me the best Scoundrel ever. Kissed me, Benjamin and the cashier. Then it was over to descend on the front desk staff.

“My Love you do still love me a Lance-size bunch don't you?” Tim asked batting his eyelashes at me. “That's enough to buy me two cases of that exquisite wine isn't it?”

“Why do you want two cases?” I asked ignoring Benjamin trying to hold back his laughter. “I'm just checking we have enough.”

“Well I'd like a case so the gang back home can celebrate my decision and one for the London group.” Tim said patting Benjamin on the back. “Are you okay Benjamin? Drink that glass of water the lovely lady is holding out to you.”

“That's a wonderful idea.” I said hugging Tim and smiling over him at Benjamin. “There is something about this celebration I am placing entirely in your hands.”

“What's that my Love?” Tim asked.

“You have to convince my housekeeper to drink wine that costs several hundred dollars a bottle.” I said with a laugh.

“Didn't I say there was something fishy about you guys and the wine last night?” Tim asked. “I knew it. The two of you were up to no good. Ladies aren't I just the luckiest boy alive? Several hundred as in seven? That's eighty-four hundred a case. Seventeen thousand for two. You really would buy them for me wouldn't you? Never mind your housekeeper how do I convince myself?”

“You could try thinking of the joy the others will have when they taste it.” I suggested. “Then you need to ask yourself how many of these life-changing decisions will you have. Considering what a wonderful guy you are anything less would cheapen the experience. I couldn't allow this to happen.”

“There is a fifteen per cent discount on the wine if you buy a case.” one of the ladies said. “That's a saving of twelve sixty per case.”

“Oh well in that case I'll accept.” Tim said. “You really need to stop spoiling me so much my Love. Can you get one ready for us to ship back to America?”

They could prepare it for shipping and arrange the shipping as well. Tim wanted to find our waiter so he could say goodbye and thank you. We went in search of him while they added the wine purchase to our bill. Benjamin found the idea of the wine costing more than our stay very amusing. Even Tim saw the funny side when he remembered the treehouse cost almost two thousand a night.

Benjamin and I stood back as Tim walked out and took hold of our waiter's hands in his. The moment was so sweet as he looked up into the waiter's eyes and let his gratitude shine through. The photographer was bringing over our prints and digital files while this was happening. He took a picture of the two of them standing on the terrace. We all gasped when the waiter leaned forward to kiss Tim on the lips. That moment and the hug that followed got captured as well. There would be no charge for these last few pictures our photographer told me. I gave him the address of the bed and breakfast so he could mail the pictures to us.

Then I walked over to say thank you and goodbye. I kept it brief because Tim was struggling to keep his emotions under control.

“Young Sir if I might be so bold you did very well this morning.” our waiter surprised us by saying. “Keep the point up a fraction and glide rather than step.”

“Thank you Vernon.” Tim said. “I'll keep in touch.”

“I'd like that very much young Sir.” Vernon said. “Travel well. We'll take good care of Tiny for you Sir.”

“Thank you Vernon.” I said with a smile. “You already have. Stay well.”

The ladies smiled when I let them know I felt embarrassed to pay a mere twenty-five thousand for so much joy and pleasure. Tim smiled bravely but Benjamin whispered I ought to get going. Benjamin made Tim promise to save him a glass of the wine to enjoy on Monday. The he lifted Tim up in a hug. I opened the door so Benjamin could put Tim down in his seat. Benjamin let me keep my feet on the ground when we hugged quickly.

When we reached the main road I noticed Tim was shedding silent tears. I reached out to hold his hand but kept quiet. Our destination was Winchester just a little north of Southampton. We'd be there in just under an hour.

“A good thing we have all those spa products.” I said when Tim announced he looked a mess. “We can go back if you forgot one.”

“Then I'd have to say goodbye again.” Tim said. “Look what saying goodbye once did to me.”

“You'll be fine with a quick wash to freshen up.” I assured him. “We're spending the night at a B&B. I'll give them a quick call and see if we can freshen up before lunch.”

The wonderful people allowed us to check in early. I insisted we take a shower so I could wash Tim. After our shower I asked Tim to explain what we did with all these bottles of lotions and oils and creams. He spent a happy fifteen minutes getting we well coated in a variety of products. I was happy to return the favor. We got directions to a local pub where we could get some pasties and decent beer. The bartender gave us directions to the property we wanted to see. He became much friendlier when he learned we intended to restore it to how it had looked in the past and would modernize the interior. A quiet place of study and reflection Tim told him.

“Doesn't have much of a garden.” the bartender told us. “Well if you want an outdoor space and don't mind a bit of a walk there's also a small country cottage for sale. About a mile or so from the place you're looking at. On the outskirts of town right where you turn to go to Sparholt.”

“Thank you very much for the help.” I said sincerely. “Now the lady at the bed and breakfast named you as the best place for pasties and good strong ale.”

“She got that right.” the bartender said. “Find yourselves a table and we'll bring the food and drink to you shortly.”

A few sips of ale put the color back in Tim's face. I called the estate agent dealing with the property to let her know we would be going by to look at the outside of the property after lunch. She suggested waiting for her to join us so we could see the inside as well. I told her we'd wait here for her. Tim smiled when he heard me tell her I was getting my husband tipsy so I could have my way with him later.

“I can't believe we spent seventeen thousand on wine.” Tim said still sounding stunned.

“Closer to fourteen with the discount.” I reminded him. “True I didn't know about the discount and would have spent the extra anyway. This is exactly why I did it.”

“You won't tell me if I ask will you?” Tim said smiling ruefully. “A lesson for me to learn.”

“You and the three scurvy knaves.” I said. “Ask them for some private time to chat if you need it after our check in. They have to promise not a word about the cost of the wine to anybody. This includes their moms. This is important or I wouldn't let you suffer this discomfort. I'd have had you speaking to Garth or Leslie otherwise. Waking Leslie at three a.m would get me into far less trouble than not waking her if you needed help.”

“Here's our lunch.” Tim said. “Thank you my Love. Even for the lesson that sucks.”

“You're welcome.” I said raising my glass. “Cheers!”

Our realtor arrived while we were enjoying bread-and-butter pudding with ice-cream. Judith declined my offer of bread-and-butter pudding. While I had seconds Tim and Judith chatted about his plans and why he had chosen this property in particular. Tim told her it had the most bedrooms of all the properties listed. He was considering either a bed and breakfast or renting the rooms to students on a long-term basis.

The home was solidly built on three levels. The top two levels each had two bedrooms with a shared bathroom on each landing. A living room, kitchen, dining room and toilet were all on the ground level. There was a double garage that could be converted to a living space for a caretaker. Judith was confident getting it rezoned commercial would not be difficult because it was close to the main business district. There was a small back yard between the garage and house.

“What do you think, my Love?” Tim asked when we had completed our tour.

“I think it was good to look at and will give you lots to think about.” I said. “Judith could you email us the plans of the property? Thank you. We have four other properties to view throughout England but we will let you know as soon as we reach a decision about this property. There will be some number crunching to do and we'll need to speak with some friends back in America. Please let us know if something with more rooms becomes available.”

We took some pictures of the house and the homes on either side from the front and the back. Then we strolled down to look at the cottage. The cottage itself was small but it was on a large lot that extended out behind the cottage. The lot size was ten acres. The location seemed wrong to Tim. The property wasn't close enough to the main flow of traffic to make a pub work and it wasn't far enough from town to make a good retreat center. There were no hiking trials or rivers to draw people. This would be a good property to farm which Tim really didn't want to do.

For the next three hours we strolled down the main street. Tim took lots of pictures for Caryn and the gang back home. There was plenty to photograph. The city looked positively Medieval. I was glad to see Tim happily distracted. I'd sent a text to the gang earlier saying we'd chat with them after our dinner. Naturally all that sightseeing gave me a thirst so we stopped for a few pints. I popped inside the visitors center to find us a nice restaurant while Tim chatted with Benjamin. He was thanking Benjamin for calling to see how he was feeling when I returned.

The food at the restaurant was very good. I enjoyed some roast chicken. Tim told me his roast pork was delicious. We both decided on trifle for dessert. I stopped to buy us a bottle of Plymouth gin and some tonic water. Tim agreed a drink before we started chatting with the gang would be nice. The first salvo of questions was all about Tim's first training session. This perked Tim's spirits up immensely because he had really enjoyed himself. I supported his claim that it had been easy for him to get out of bed that early. Nobody was more surprised than him at how easy it had been. He planned to see a doctor if waking up this early remained this easy. Leslie had been quietly watching and nearly caused me to fall off my chair by making me laugh so hard.

“That all sounds very nice and I can tell from your body language and voice you had a good time.” Leslie said mildly. “Now why don't you tell us why you look like shit? Tim if Rohan arrived here looking like you he'd be listening to the last two-thirds of his scolding in bed. Your day started off really good then hit rock bottom. Why? We'll get around to why you didn't call me later.”

“Part of it was saying goodbye to such a magical place.” Tim said. “The place touched me deeply in ways I'm not certain I understand or recognize yet. I put off my chat with Brother Murray. Actually Rohan called to set up a time for tomorrow. There was a waiter there who was so kind. He was like the father I never had. Saying goodbye was very hard. There is also a connection between Rohan and the waiter. They went to great lengths to keep things absolutely proper.

That's the part I can share. The other part of it Rohan will only allow me to share with the three scurvy knaves. They need to learn or explain this to me. Leslie you know Rohan wouldn't put us through something like this without a very, very good reason. I think on its own it wouldn't be difficult to deal with but on top of everything else it seems a lot worse than it is.

Oh, a case of wine will be arriving soon. This is a very special case of wine I'd like you guys to leave unopened until we get back home. Is there space for another wine rack?”

“We'll take care of it and wait for you to explain.” my housekeeper said. “Now figure out a way to chat with the boys while we chat with Rohan. The sooner you get to feeling better the happier all of us and Rohan will be. I want to know why he's putting himself through this pain. I haven't forgotten about your business so hold off sharing that with the three cuties.”

Adam grabbed his computer and Tim took my phone so he could go sit on the patio and chat. While they were making their way somewhere private I took the opportunity to grab another drink. Then I settled down to resume our chat.

“This is a necessary part of the boys growth if they are to keep expanding their business.” I said. “You guys can imagine how happy Tim was when I asked him to buy us some of the spa products. All those wonderful products for his raccoon eyes, skin and hair. He even bought me a bag of all sorts of lotions and creams. I was having a brief chat with Benjamin while he shopped. Then we went to check out and the incident which cannot be named at this time came up.

There is something else which I'd like Leslie to explain for me. Give me a minute to find these pictures. Take a look at the TimVernon pictures. I want you to keep in mind this is your quintessential British waiter. He acts more like a well-trained butler than waiter. Getting a slight smile out of him was the best we could do until last night. Last night he stepped into an alcove so Tim could kiss him thank you for helping make his celebration special. Yes it was the wine. Tim wants to celebrate his choice with you guys and the gang here in London. We'll share it in London on Monday.”

“Rohan those pictures are like a love-scene.” Abby said. “You can see the bond between them and they're just holding hands. I have no idea how it formed so quickly. You only chatted at meal times didn't you?”

“Meals and the occasional drinks.” I said. “Vernon also said something very interesting when Tim was walking away. He told Tim he'd done very well with his short sword this morning. Then he advised Tim to keep the point up a fraction more and to glide not step. These are things Charles taught me when I last sparred with him.”

“Right now I'm mystified.” Leslie admitted. “I would have to speak with Tim. Like him I believe you are keeping something from us about this mysterious waiter. I'll learn more if I wait for you to share it. You did have plans for Tim to chat with Garth didn't you?”

“Yes I want him to chat with Garth.” I answered. “That's why I want us back in London tomorrow. Benjamin arrives on Monday and I want the usual cheerful imp there to greet him. I've already texted Garth to let him know. I'd like him to chat with Garth but we have many talented healers in the Order. Tracy you know I've missed the imp so much.”

“Rohan you're certain there wasn't another way?” my housekeeper asked. “We cannot offer any suggestions since we don't know all the dynamics involved but once we do will you chat with Garth and Leslie to see if there is a gentler path? The kids are resilient and will bounce back quicker than you. I'm more concerned about the six-foot softy than the four-foot ones. Speaking of the four-foot ones here they come.”

“Dad we think we understand what you are up to.” Adam said. “All of us have this issue which I guess is why you had Tim share it with us. Morgan is chatting with Garth now. All of us know you couldn't go more than two days like this and you planned to return to London tomorrow so you must have Garth or somebody else ready to chat with Tim.”

“We believe this is a lesson we can return to so you'd keep it in short chunks.” Dylan said. “I will be glad to chat with Tim and the therapist tomorrow. Do you think you could make one of the steps in this process a tree house experience.”

“Yes he can and will.” Tracy insisted. “I've just heard he's kept the world's best custard a secret. Now that the secret is out we will be visiting and sampling it. How many can share a treehouse? Eight. Then we will need three of them. Charles invited us all to the housewarming so we'll take a drive down. Tim would you be so kind as to call them and see how close to the house-warming they will have three available?”

“We will need six treehouses for five full days.” I said firmly. “Don't worry we will fill them up. Good idea Tim make it a full week. Check in Sunday and check out the following Monday. There are some conditions to this trip. They are not negotiable so listen closely and get therapy if you need it. I'm paying for everything related to our stay and the rental cars to get us there. You guys can pay for your expenses if you decide to go for a drive and explore the countryside. I'd like us all to have dinner together every night.

I will cover any expenses incurred by side-trips along the way. We may have a few days to fill and if we decide to go shopping for castles in Wales I'm paying for the trip. There is a good chance we will have to attend an official function between the housewarming and treehouse visit.

There will be an excessive amount of spa treatments. I will trust you guys to choose what feels right for the day without concern for the price. Any products you want will be on my tab. Everything gets billed to the rooms. Leave your charge cards in your purses in the treehouse. Juliet I am looking forward to treating you to a massage or six.

I'd like you all to stay for the week but some of you might not have all that free time with the time spent at the housewarming. Plan to spend at least three days with us. We can make them the first three days. Speak to me if your plans can't include the entire week. We have a month or so for me to chat with each of you. I will give you guys three days to figure things out starting Monday. Consider tomorrow a bonus day. Then I will start calling you or you can approach me.

Here's where I will need a volunteer on your side to keep track of who is staying with us each day. This person will also need to keep an eye on the budget. Tim I'd like you to speak to Charles to get an idea of when we'll be in Scotland. I suggest you leave a buffer of a week to ten days. I know this is a lot of time so some of you can return for part or all of this time. I will pay for you to travel back in time for the treehouse adventure or a few days before if you want. Trust me there is more than enough in the budget I've allocated.”

“Tim can I use voice commands to set up spreadsheets?” my housekeeper asked.

“Yes but I would suggest buying William a milkshake or two so he can help you design the spreadsheets you need.” Tim said. “There is an art to it. You can practice by entering your information.”

“Good. I will call him today.” my housekeeper said. “You've already figured out a budget?”

“Yes I have.” I answered. “Which of you four-foot cuties wants to meet up with Frederick and set up our treehouse adventure account? You will need to do it with my housekeeper so she can get a debit card for the expenses. I will also need a letter of credit confirming the balance.”

“Me, please. I want to do it.” Morgan said excitedly. “Do you worst Rohan. I can handle whatever figure you throw at me. Lay it on thick.”

“You did ask him to lay it on thick.” Tracy said to a speechless Morgan moments later. “Five million is pretty thick. I'll make us all an Irish coffee.”

“There is a commitment we all need to agree on.” I said into the sudden silence. “I am pretty certain we won't need to spend all this money. What I'd like is for us to look upon this time as a time where we focus on having fun together in a relaxed atmosphere. Spending time together is what I see this as being about. Hiring staff to cover for you is in this fund. My housekeeper will do her best to make certain we all get to spend as much time together as possible. I'd like you all to work on making this happen.

Ideally we will spend three to five days with Charles. Then two weeks doing a little touring or fitting in the side-trip. Then a week at the treehouses. Allow for a couple of days to unwind when you return.

When I first went to the treehouses it was with Samuel. We'd won some money on a Sunderland upset and blew all ten thousand on five memorable days at the treehouses. The cost of six treehouses for the week will be a little under eighty-four thousand. I'm mentioning this now so you can all get some idea how much we will be spending. For food, spa treatments and drinks we can expect to pay between fifteen and twenty thousand a day. In the end we can look to have spent at least three hundred thousand excluding side trips or castle purchases. Keep in mind we are staying at a five-star hotel and our group will be close to fifty people. That adds up pretty quickly.

This is directly related to what we have chosen not to share except with the scurvy knaves. They will be able to get a clearer picture of what I am trying to teach them. Sorry Tim but it looks like you will need to order three more cases of that wine and have it shipped to Scotland. We'll be having your celebration with them there. There's no rush. Do it after your chat tomorrow.

Now are there any questions that spring to mind right away?”

“There might be but we will chat among ourselves and see which ones we can answer.” my housekeeper said. “I know you know how uncomfortable I am with these sorts of figures. I think I understand what Tim is going through. Tim you are handling it way better than me. I'd be in a hospital under sedation now. One more thing Tim. Listen closely because if you screw this up I'll make Rohan's epic spanking look like a warm up. Whatever bond you formed with Vernon you will nurture and value it as you do your bond with Rohan. You've committed to walking a path with Rohan in the Order. Do whatever it takes to mine Rohan of every trick and insight he knows.”

“Tim the picture of you holding hands with Vernon melted our hearts.” Abby said. “Now I know what puddle-licious feels like. Thank you for sharing. You are well suited to Rohan. Europe will never be the same when Rohan gets you up and running on your own. I'm looking forward to the mayhem and complete anarchy.”

“Dr. Deidre they have an incredible ballroom for us to dance in.” Tim said. “I'll brush up so I don't embarrass you too much. Of course you're coming. You're retired so you have no excuse. Who wants to break the news to our friends at the cabin? I'd love to see Richard's face.”

“Grab yourselves another drink and we'll get them online.” my housekeeper said with a smile. “Rohan as long as I don't think of the millions I'm having a ball. You deserve to break the news to them. Hopefully it's not getting too late for you guys?”

“Heck no. I want to see this.” Tim said excitedly. “Rohan make this round a double. Tracy you need to try Plymouth gin. Exquisite. No need to disconnect we can chat and have them join us. We'll need Tammy and company as well. I'm feeling better already. Thanks, my Love. How are you feeling?”

“Wonderful.” I said pulling him close. “Looks like some of them are joining us already. Hi guys.”

“May I have the honor Boss?” Tracy asked when everybody had joined our chat. “Thanks for joining us Patricia. I know it's early and your day off.”

“The way you lot are grinning I know it will be worth it.” Patricia said with a smile. “Lay it on us.”

“Careful. That's what I said a few minutes ago.” Morgan warned. “This is my second Irish coffee in an hour.”

“Rohan has invited the entire lot of us here and you lovely people there to join our invasion of a five-star resort in England to spend time in some treehouses.” Tracy said. “There are some conditions we will go into later but essentially it is an all expenses paid vacation after the housewarming in Scotland. You can expect to be away for three weeks longer or as much of it as you want. Please say you'll join us.”

“What about the plants?” Sanne said immediately.

“And the cabin?” Elaine asked.

“Rohan's housekeeper is taking care of that from her little budget for the trip.” Tracy said calmly but her smile grew. “Rohan is sending her and Morgan off to meet with Frederick to set up an account to cover temporary staff costs.”

“Using Morgan's comment of two Irish coffees in an hour I'd say the budget was considerable.” Tammy said. “Tracy is grinning like a Cheshire cat so I know she is dying to let us know exactly how much Rohan is budgeting.”

“Go on Tracy.” Sanne said. “The sooner you break it to us the sooner I can start getting drunk.”

“The initial amount excluding the overdraft is five million.” Tracy said. “That should cover the cost of somebody else looking after the plants and cabin.”

“Mama how much is five million?” Hans asked a very quiet Sanne.

“Too much.” Sanne said distractedly. “Rohan I wouldn't miss this for the world. My family will be there for as long as you want. Alida will join us for as much of that time as she can. The rest of you here today will answer to me if you try to skip a single day. Rohan do you have another fifty million tucked under a mattress somewhere?”

“Yes I have that much tucked under three or four mattresses around the world.” I said in surprise. “You're welcome to it.”

“Oh my Love you're the best.” Tim said kissing me soundly. “I truly get it now. We'll chat later. Sanne isn't finished.”

“There are about thirty of us here today.” Sanne said. “Each of you has access to over a million dollars now so your excuses for missing a day better be a good one. When you are trying to come up with one remember the million. Write that on a post-it and keep it where you can see it.”

“Sanne part of my job is keeping track of who will be staying with us on what days and their travel plans.” my housekeeper said. “Do you think you might be able to help me with this project?”

“Buy me a riding crop for this work and I'll gladly help you.” Sanne said.

“No need to buy her one.” Morgan said. “There's three in the cabin. They're in the chest at the foot of the bed in the main bedroom.”

“Then I will gladly help.” Sanne said. “Tim it looks like the penny dropped. You looked like shit a few minutes ago but you look a lot better now.”

“Mama. Language.” a shocked Marikie gasped.

“I felt worst than I looked.” Tim admitted. “You did help tremendously but let me chat with Garth tomorrow to make certain I've got a handle on it.”

“Certainly but remember I have a riding crop now and if you do not call me when you need help I will be quick to use it.” Sanne warned.

“His housekeeper just threatened him with the mother of all thrashings.” a laughing Dylan said. “Lawrence you have to see it to believe it. Tim how do I send the pics to the others. Thanks. Look at the TimVernon file. Rohan's housekeeper wants Tim to nurture that bond or else.”

“I'll give him or else as a preventive measure.” Sanne said. “That is one of the most beautiful pictures I have seen in my entire life.”

“The photographer has talent.” Lawrence said. “This is a five-star resort in England and the waiter kissed you in public? That is very special. Look after this friendship Tim. There is more to this man. A hunch but a very strong one.”

“Rohan on our two-week meandering we will pass by a shop or two won't we?” Richard asked. “I'm looking for a new dinner service among other things.”

“There will be plenty of shops and time for shopping Richard.” I promised with a smile.

“I'll thank you properly when we meet in Scotland.” Richard said. “Lawrence we need new winter wardrobes. Scotland is very cold at this time of year. Tell me Tim how was the spa? Heavenly is a good recommendation. I'd love a sample of their products. That's very generous of you. I'll text you our mailing address. We've worked hard preparing for our audit so something for rings around the eyes would be wonderful. A good body lotion as well.”

“You might want to give some thought to warning the shop to triple their stock.” Lawrence said. “I'm not certain I understand what Sanne realized but I trust her. The two of you need some alone time. Tim needs to get to sleep soon so bugger him quickly. We'll be there every day. I'll plan on being away for six weeks. Sanne let's chat after lunch and you can explain it to me. Rohan your housekeeper can explain your terms and conditions. I'm sure we'll find them acceptable.”

“We'd appreciate an explanation as well.” Leslie said. “Sanne you complain about a few hundred dollars in flowers but are happy to let Rohan spend millions on us. I'm eager to hear your thoughts but these boys need to eat or they'll start looking like Tim.”

“I need to feed my family so let's chat in two hours.” Sanne suggested. “Rohan be sure to remind Tim to call me for a chat soon.”

“I will. Thank you Sanne.” I promised. “Have a good day guys. Looking forward to working on this together. Thank you for making my return to the treehouse so soon.”

“Might be cheaper just to buy the place.” Dylan said. “Thanks Dad for the schooling. Same time tomorrow? We can do earlier. Let us know when you have a time. Have fun.”

I was going to wait until morning before we had sex but Tim came up with a delicious compromise. Telling me we had plenty of time tomorrow for talking he slid off the couch and knelt between my legs. Opening the front of my pants he went straight for my cock. Foreplay was as extinct as Tyrannosaurus Rex. The sucking was just as vicious as a tyrannosaurus with a mouthful of prey. Pressing down on my shins Tim kept me pressed in and against my seat. Held immobile with my cock in his hot mouth I squirmed more than ever. My hands grabbed the back of his head and held him down as I filled his mouth with cum.

“That's a record for you, my Love.” Tim said triumphantly when I let go of his head. There were drops of cum around his mouth.

“A short-lived record.” I predicted lifting him up and carrying him to the bed.

When we lay naked against each other a few minutes later Tim tried to convince me three fingers up his ass was unfair. Spectacular, mind-blowing, fucking incredible but still unfair. He was adamant he'd have made it to two minutes if not for the fingers. I promised to give him an opportunity to prove it tomorrow.

“Scoundrel, I've just been given the most electric blow-job and threatened with the mother of all spankings from two pretty ladies.” Tim said. “Why wouldn't I look a lot better? I certainly feel a lot better. I also feel very sleepy and we have sunrise meditations so kiss me good night and try get some rest. This has been a helluva day. What a ride. Five million. I loved the look on their faces. Thank you my Love. I love you.”

The next morning Tim actually woke me for morning meditations. The relief of seeing him go to sleep almost his usual self had released a lot of stress. Stress I didn't realize I was holding inside of me. When I rolled over to go back to sleep Tim tugged the covers off me and smacked my butt. On our walk to a nearby park I told Tim we'd spar at a chapter house later but it was good to get in our sunrise meditation. We chose a bench that allowed us a view of the rising sun. I was very happy and content with life. My mate had chosen to walk a path I loved so much. Friends and family were allowing me to share the treehouses and more with them. My Lady let my joy flow into the song. She was pretty adept at this I admitted much to her amusement.

“You're the best husband I've ever had.” Tim declared as he fucked me in the shower.

“You say the sweetest things.” I responded as I braced myself against the wall.

Vigorous and short-lived was perfect for us this morning because I had plans for an early departure. I'd let our host know when we checked in about our plans to leave early. When we checked out she gave us a couple of egg sandwiches and directions to a good coffee shop. We stopped just outside town to enjoy our sandwiches. A little over an hour after our breakfast we arrived back in London.

“Lazing around like it's a Sunday morning.” I said as we entered the living room where the British hooligans, Charles, Nancy, Griogair and Lance were relaxing. “Grab your coats we're off to give The Queen's Lancer some business, throw some darts and catch up. Garth you can't have Tim until five because the other scurvy knaves want to join in. You will give me a group discount won't you? Good man. Lance I go away for a few days and they stop keeping your mug filled. Shameful.”

“That's okay. I can get another at The Queen's Lancer.” Lance said kindly. “They make delicious hot chocolate. Let me wash my mug quickly.”

“Caryn I hope I'm disturbing your conquest of Holden.” I said brightly as we rode the Underground. “A pity but good of you to let him up for air. Care to put his leash on and join us for breakfast? Good guess. Give his cute ass a smack for me.”

“This will be one of those days.” Christopher said with a sigh.

“Rohan deserves it after what I put him through yesterday.” Tim said quietly.

“Hogwash. You're learning.” I defended him. “Lance do you see what I see over there?”

“Looks like somebody buying a ticket.” Lance said. “Yes that is how we met. I think they'd like a fancy pass as well.”

“Excuse me.” I said to the elderly couple who were trying to read the small text on the screen. “The machine won't accept your card today. Really. I have the correct card here and my young friend is an expert with these machines. Let us help you. You are residents in London? Earls Court. That's where my friends stay. We own a bed and breakfast there. Let us take care of this for you while they introduce themselves.”

Lance got two kisses from the elderly lady for helping them get an annual pass. They confessed they hadn't tried The Queen's Lancer for breakfast. Tim ducked into a store to grab some flowers and candles for their table as we ambled along. Betty was more than happy to go along with our plan. She kissed Tim for them. When the couple let her know about the passes she took me to the back alley to thank me properly. She told me her dad was too young to see such a thing. Apparently Caryn was not too young to take pictures of such an assault. Bernard had a double shot of whiskey ready when Betty released me. He kindly agreed not to let Betty know I'd bought them nationwide rail passes.

“Lao is teaching me some more chi healing techniques this afternoon.” I said when Garth asked if I'd spoken with Lao recently. “I start at four and finish at six. We need to get some herbs for a tea. I'm to drink it before, during and after our classes. The timing is perfect because you'll be busy with Tim from five. Christopher we need somewhere to spar. A private space because this is just Tim's second lesson.”

“I don't mind people watching.” Tim said. “The heckling doesn't bother me.”

“That's nice but it bothers me.” I said. “Tim agreeing to walk this path was a courageous decision and it would irk me more than a little if somebody heckled you. Age does not guarantee maturity.”

“Even though this is one of those days when Rohan plans on spoiling complete strangers no heckler is safe.” Christopher said. “Do you mind if I watch? I promise not to heckle Tim. I might heckle Rohan.”

“That's okay.” I agreed. “Admittance is a kiss for each of us.”

Caryn made Tim blush by saying her screensaver showed pictures of him in chocolate and his cute spanked butt. I think it was her comment that the pictures of him with Vernon would never be used as a screensaver that brought on the blush. Tim agreed he was lucky to have married somebody who wasn't jealous of what he shared with Vernon.

“Go ahead and tell them Beloved.” I said when our breakfast arrived. “This is the perfect time because Holden is here. This is for everybody here at the table and Benjamin. The two lovebirds can consider it a wedding gift. Before anybody says no remember you will have to explain your absence to Sanne and her riding crop.”

“I want to invite you and Benjamin to spend a week with us at the treehouses.” Tim announced happily. “Us being me and Rohan plus the gang from back home. Yes Charles everybody you spoke to excluding Lao, Daizan and Mu.”

“They will visit next spring.” I explained. “When it's quieter and they can visit Tim's chapter house.”

“There is more than enough in the budget to cover the entire week.” Tim assured them. He explained my conditions and to let my housekeeper or Sanne know they'd be attending.

We all laughed as he shared the cause of Morgan's speechlessness. Caryn thought it remarkable he only needed two Irish coffees to recover. Griogair advised Holden to convert the five million dollars to pounds so it didn't seem so much. Holden still had trouble with three million. I reminded him he didn't have to spend it all on his own. Tim thought this was the perfect time to share Sanne's request for fifty million. There's no amount of money I wouldn't give to have all of you there for the full week I explained to Holden. So long as you are making Caryn happy you are keeping our family happy Tim added. Garth got punched on the arm for saying he'd be doing us all an invaluable service keeping Caryn happy for the week she spent with us. Holden got promised much more than a punch on the arm when he said he'd come so our week didn't get spoiled.

Lance was a great teacher. A million was beyond his comprehension so he focused on what he knew. The thought of an entire week in a treehouse brought tears of joy to his eyes. He hugged Tim hard when Tim said he would stay in one that looked just like the one we'd shown him on the computer. Tim got a kiss when he promised to make certain they ordered extra hot chocolate because we were such a big group. Lance got Tim teary-eyed when he asked if he could meet Vernon. We will make certain Vernon will be there when we visit I promised them both.

“Rohan between my house, your stay this week and having such a big group over you will have spent a fortune.” Nancy said. “I'm not certain I will be able to do the spa treatments. Charles I saw the prices. Fifty people at a hundred is five thousand.”

'What price would you like to put on Rohan's friendship with all of us?” Charles asked her. “That's exactly what you are doing. I've never known Rohan to flaunt his wealth or his exalted church title once. He's never tried to use my name or our friendship for any special favor without asking me first or to help another person. For Rohan to announce a budget of five million and set that amount in an account is a telling statement.”

“Nancy I honestly believe he would hand over the fifty million if that is what it took to get people there.” Tim said. “I went through this same thing yesterday. Once I've chatted with Garth will you join me for a glass of wine or two and a chat? I'll gladly settle Griogair's babysitting bill of three kisses.”

“No you won't.” Griogair said. “I'll give Nancy three kisses for the chance to babysit Lance. We'll watch the football game.”

“I'll bring the pizza and beer.” Charles announced. “This will be fun. No need to rush her back Tim. Lance this is guys night so you must have a little beer. Don't tell your mom.”

“I won't. I promise.” Lance said still leaning against Tim.

“Promise me we'll be back for the second half and you've got a date Tim.” Nancy said. “Caryn I'm not letting the guys get all the pizza and beers. Greedy, mangy lot of do-gooders.”

“I'll keep them under control for the first half.” Caryn promised. “Rohan where do you put all that food? Is that your third serving?”

“Fourth.” Matilda said taking my empty plate. “Let me know if you ever find out where he puts it all.”

“Speaking of food we need a place where Rohan can cook dinner tomorrow night.” Tim said. “Benjamin is joining us for dinner and some wine. I bought a case so we could celebrate my decision to start training with Rohan. Benjamin bought me a bottle at our celebration dinner on Friday and it was delicious.”

“There's a kitchen on the level Charles is staying on.” Garth said. “I'm sure they won't mind you intruding for a bit.”

“Promise me you'll cook something other than pizza and the kitchen is all yours.” Nancy said.

“I promise.” I said with a smile. “Tomorrow after our business lunch I'll take Tim shopping. Lance I'll gladly cook you some spinach. How about a beef pie with carrots and potatoes? Tipsy tart and custard for dessert. You know if you invited Caryn and Holden I think you'd get a kiss or two.”

“Caryn has already paid me with lots of kisses.” Lance said. “I don't mind. I like it when she visits. They took me to the park the other day.”

There was time for a few rounds of darts before we headed out with Christopher for our sparring session. Christopher had sent a message on ahead warning of my irritability and advising irreverent monks to stay in their room or leave. One monk chose to ignore the message and made some disparaging comment as we were heading to the training room.

“You will meet me in this room when I have finished instructing Tim.” I said in a cold voice. “He's the one who is being given special treatment. I don't care what weapon you bring you won't get chance to use it. Christopher I want two Hospitallers present. There will be some broken bones to treat.”

A little grounding was all the meditation an excited Tim could do. I started by explaining how to cock his wrist so the tip naturally pointed upright. Then I explained how his Tai Chi practice would help his footwork. Now it is about holding the sword so you get used to the weight and raising the tip of the sword becomes instinctive I explained. Tim spent most of the session learning to glide smoothly across the floor. Shortly before we sparred I had Tim try grounding as he moved around. I smiled when I saw him sink lower in his stance without realizing it. While he was still in that good posture I attacked.

Lacking the time to think Tim responded with the best parry he'd done thus far. He was so surprised he stopped to smile at me. I whacked his ass.

“Ouch! Fine Sir you asked for what-for so I'll give you what-for and what-five and what-six.” Tim said causing Christopher to burst out laughing.

“You've already forgotten what we just spent forty-minutes working on.” I said as I blocked another strike with a small movement of my arm. “Let the adrenaline flow down into the ground. You don't need or want all of it. Better. Tomorrow we'll work in the gardens at the bed and breakfast. Christopher will show you where the shower is. I'll join you shortly.”

“Why are you sheathing the sword?” Tim asked. “Won't you need it?”

“No, I won't need it.” I said sadly. “I think it best Christopher takes it with him. Go now. Let's get this over.”

The monk had chosen the light mace and a round shield. Seeing me unarmed ought to have warned him but he charged. I thrust myself forward across his body at his mace arm. Slipping under his downward swing I ended up standing next to him with his arm extended at shoulder height. Locking the arm at the wrist and just above the elbow I kicked the back of his right knee to buckle his leg. Then I used the arm lock to drive him face-first into the floor. Jerking his arm straight at the wrist I kicked down hard and broke his forearm.

“Tend to him.” I snapped loudly as the two Hospitallers stared in shock.

My tone got through to them and they sprang forward to help the groaning monk. Christopher left us to shower alone. Tim hugged me for a long time. I kissed him passionately. Then we washed without haste but without pausing. I wanted to grab a snack before my lesson began. Christopher knocked and entered when I called out it was safe. He wasn't too surprised to see us dressing.

“You don't look too happy about it.” Tim remarked when Christopher let us know it was a clean break.

“The monk isn't well-liked so they sent in two absolute novice Hospitallers to attend to him.” Christopher said. “They hadn't even started treating him when I got there. That might have been a good thing because I'd have had to take apart their work. I'm going to come back tomorrow with Garth to chat with all of them. I need to calm down.”

“Let's grab a pint and a kebab.” I said jovially slapping him on the back. “I need to eat before my lesson. Where's the best place for kebabs and beer?”

“Two blocks east before you get to the Underground.” a startled nun responded. “A pleasure, Sir.”

The pint and kebab became two pints and two kebabs. I thought it worked out perfectly that we could finish a six-pack while walking and eating. Tim was a little nervous until Christopher reminded him we had swords slung over our shoulder. The two policemen we passed chose to stay on the other side of the street. One look at Christopher was all Garth needed. He led him away but promised Tim he'd be back in time for their session.

“What happened?” Lao asked immediately when he saw me.

“Some fool of a monk made a disparaging comment about me wanting a private space to teach Tim the short sword.” I said curtly. “I broke his arm. Yes it was a clean break.”

“Good. Well done, Rohan.” Lao said. “Now you have somebody to practice on. Rohan it is energy. No matter where he is. Energy healing is about image. Healthy image held steady with intent is all you need. Let us begin. You have your tea? Good.”

I loved the work. This was more like play. Even Lao was smiling when I opened my eyes after an hour. He suggested a break while we each brewed some more tea. I promised to drink some water while preparing my tea. Sneaking up from behind I managed to steal a kiss from Caryn and Holden before they could react. I offered to return the stolen kiss to Holden with interest. Nancy thought it was very good of me to give back more than I took.

“You know if you didn't look so good I'd stay upset a little longer.” Caryn said eying me intently. “Whatever you are doing obviously agrees with you. Do lots more of it. The game starts at seven so Nancy and Tim will hardly miss any of it. They're going to the local where Thomas works. We're escorting them and collecting beer on the way back. I thought we might end up testing the quality before leaving the pub.”

Water and tea in hand I headed back to my room. Caryn got kissed on the way past. Lance laughed. I got swatted. Nancy got a kiss.

Lao chuckled when I shuddered. He had asked me to think of the moment when the arm broke. Then he had me hold an image of the monk. I was to let his chi appear around the form without thought or intent. Breathe and watch Lao instructed. Then I asked the monk to show me how he'd look with the perfect pattern of chi for him in this moment. The image changed but still showed spots of less chi than others. Following my instructions I held the image exactly as it appeared in my mind.

“What was the most challenging part of that for you Rohan?” Lao asked when I had brought my awareness back to my physical space.

“Holding the image exactly as it appeared with the weak spots.” I said without hesitation. “Yes, I understand that this is perfect for what he has to learn. That means we cannot apply one ideal image of perfect health to everybody. What is perfect for me today is different next week.”

“Could change tomorrow depending on what happens later today.” Lao said. “This is the most difficult part of healing. The ability to see dispassionately what the patient chooses. Inner smile helps extend compassion and your ability to sit with what the patient chooses. This is a great honor. This honest picture without the filter of the ego. Respect the gift. Practice with the monk tomorrow afternoon. We will have our next lesson the same time on Tuesday. Please email what you experience tomorrow.

Thank you Rohan for not embarrassing me. Now go check on Tim. I know you're concerned. Your scurvy knaves had tea with me yesterday afternoon. Dylan remembered speaking to me of sadness when he was in Poland. I understand and will let the rest of the gang learn. Your housekeeper will benefit a lot. I agree with the boys you are doing very well.”

That compliment almost had me floating down to the others. Tim laughed when I told him why I was so giddy. I was glad to see Tim back to his usual self. There even seemed more of a presence about him. Garth and Christopher were eager to question me about my lesson with Lao but I insisted we get Tim and Nancy chatting so they could join us for the game. That got them all moving. Tim tossed me my jacket. While I was slipping it on he stood on tip-toes to kiss me. He wanted me to know he also thought I was doing very well. So well I deserved another kiss.

Thomas was working and happily served Lance a half-pint of beer. Lance was very proud of the honor. Caryn took a picture of Lance with the beer in front of him. Thomas took one of us all joining Lance in his first toast. The others found it just as interesting as I had that the image of perfect health varied from moment to moment and not just from one person to another. Christopher asked me to sketch an image of the monk with the low points marked on it. I agreed it would be interesting to see how this changed with his physical healing. Griogair slipped away to order the pizza.

“Why don't we give you a hand carrying the beer home?” Nancy said startling us and kissing me. “Yes it all made perfect sense now. Tim's genius is matched only by the cuteness of his ass. I leave Lance alone with you for thirty-minutes and he's drinking. Shocking. Does it taste good Lance?”

“Yes it tastes a little of chocolate.” Lance said. “I really like it.”

“We'll get you some more on the way home.” Charles promised. “Finish up that last bit. Well done. I think we need a picture of Lance with his empty glass Caryn. Thank you.”

Nancy laughed when she saw us get some double-chocolate stout for Lance. He carried it home very proudly. Griogair taught him how to open and pour his beer. None of us supported any of the teams playing so we rolled dice to select a team. Odd numbers supported Southampton and even number support Wolves. I ended up supporting Wolves with Tim supporting The Saints.

“That's what you get for starting training with a religious Order.” I said with glee.

“A halo.” Tim retorted.

“No a losing soccer team.” I said. “Calling them The Saints is the epitome of irony.”

“We'll give you mangy flea-bitten puppies a double dose of what-for.” Tim predicted. “That kiss is to ease the pain of losing.”

“A very saintly gesture.” Nancy said when she had stopped laughing. “More pizza anybody?”

“Yes please!” we all said quickly.

Caryn and Holden were unlucky enough to end up Saints supporters. Griogair decided things were escalating when a quick squeeze accompanied our kisses. When Tim called for a foul I called him chicken. When I called for a hand ball Tim told me that would come later. I told him to go polish his imaginary halo when the ref heard him and called offside against my team. When we got awarded a free kick on the edge of the box Tim suggested I take a walk around the garden and mark my territory. I told him I'd marked my territory earlier in the week with a paddle.

“You saintly types have given away all the pizza to the poor that's why I have a beer in each hand.” I said between kisses. “Thanks Charles for ordering some more. I'll keep a closer eye on the scurvy Saints this time.”

“Keep an eye on us long enough and you might learn something about soccer.” Tim said offering me a bite of his slice. “That's if your players can stay awake that long.”

“We're just sleepwalking to keep it close.” I said. “Sounds like pizza. The doors open. Come on up. Hang on we'll come down. Seems we're out of beer. Save us some pizza. I'll take Tim and get us some more beer. We can manage. I saw a nice cart by the back door.”

“Uh-oh. Caryn that cart can carry three-hundred pounds if you switch to the four wheels.” Garth said.

“Only three-hundred pounds.” Tim said. “Better get a move on, my Love. Looks like we'll need to make two trips. I thought they'd make them stronger.”

“Maybe Garth didn't realize he was buying the model for senior citizens.” I suggested.

Griogair found a beer for Garth. Nancy was laughing when we left.

“I'm here to test that this cart can in fact carry three-hundred pounds.” I said when we entered the store. “Where's the beer?”

Tim hurried next door to the hardware store to get us some straps. The cart was the perfect length to hold four cases. The straps were long enough to secure three cases stacked on top of each other. Caryn heard us singing Sunderland chants and was waiting downstairs to take a picture of me pushing my twelve cases of beer with Tim riding on my back.

“There's a Tim on your back.” Lance said laughing.

“Good. I thought I'd forgotten him at the store.” I said turning around. “Nope he isn't here. I'll unload this and go back to the store. Caryn if I'm going back to fetch Tim it makes sense to get some beer while I'm there. Never put off buying beer today for another day when you might forget. Oh the harp-playing halo-polishing soccer hooligan is here. Where did you spring from?”

“I just dropped in.” Tim said blandly. “Don't unstrap the cart. Way easier to carry it up in one trip. Griogair and Rohan can manage. Caryn has to take pictures. I have to supervise.”

The boy did have a point so we hauled the cart and beer up the stairs. Tim let us know we could help ourselves to a beer for our fine work. Griogair praised his generosity. Holden called it saintly. Garth decided he was still too sober for this and grabbed a beer. Time for the Wolves to bite I announced when play resumed. They better remember their dentures Tim countered. I'll dent your butt I warned.

“One and done!” Tim shouted when the Saints scored a lucky goal off a stunningly taken free kick.

“We're just being polite.” I said as we kissed. “The bigger the fall the more joy to all.”

“That goal just made things more serious.” Caryn said when I set Tim down.

“Yes it did.” Griogair said. “Six kisses but not a single butt squeeze.”

Thanks to a brilliant deflection Wolves drew level with three minutes left in the game. Nobody was buying my assertion it was a deliberate deflection. Better to score ugly than not score at all I told the naysayers. The Saints had a lucky shot hit the post. Wolves got denied by a brilliantly lucky save. I cried foul. Tim let me know it was the foul smell of our stinking play. We collapsed on the couch when the final whistle blew.

“They would have used less energy playing.” Nancy said. “I'll miss watching a game without these two around.”

“What's for dessert?” I asked. “Ice-cream and? Come on Tim we have cobbler to make.”

“You might have to cobble me together.” Tim said. “Or lifting me up like this works I suppose.”

My complaint about being dragged out of bed way too early this morning did not garner me much sympathy. Hardly any at all. Honestly it garnered me none. I consoled myself with another round of cobbler and ice-cream. Tim beamed when Christopher complimented him on getting me out of bed. Garth suggested that's why he ended up supporting the Saints. Caryn chose that moment to head for the door saying it would be quite late by the time they made it home. I insisted on walking them to the Underground. Nancy remained behind to put Lance to bed. We wished them goodnight.

Tim challenged me to a game of tag on the way to the station. When I used Holden as a shield Caryn joined forces with Tim. I manged to get a lead but overshot the station. Returned to the station to say goodbye. Blew kisses at them as the train pulled away. Returned to the bed and breakfast at a more sedate pace. Collapsed into bed with a happy Tim snuggled against me and promptly fell asleep.

When I wake up next to a very tender, cute ass my first reaction is to eat it. That's what happened the next morning. I enjoyed my pre-meditation snack and got busy probing around inside with a couple of fingers to see if I could find a wake-up button. Looks like I found one.

“Scoundrel there better be enough time before our meditation for you to fuck me.” Tim said. “Yes just like that. Now be a good husband and kiss me good morning. No need to stop with the fucking. You can multi-task these two things safely. I love you.”

“I love you.” I said. “I love kissing you. I love fucking you. I love eating you.”

“Nice being so loved.” Tim said with a smile.

A few minutes later I rolled us over so we could continue fucking on our side. Gods it felt so good to slide my cock between those cute cheeks. Feeling the flesh flattened against my groin. Rolling on my back I let Tim take over for the rest of our play. Reaching up I toyed with his nipples, stroke his flanks and took hold of his cock. I interrupted stroking his cock slowly to play with his balls. Gently tugging them down I prolonged our play long enough for me to catch up with him.

“Thank you Scoundrel.” Tim said as I carried him to the shower. “My meditation will be a lot easier now.”

“Honestly it was a pleasure.” I said returning his kiss. “Now let's pick up the pace.”

The garden was an idyllic place for us to meditate. We sat with our swords across our laps as the sunlight laid a trail of kisses on the wet grass towards us.

“Beautiful.” Tim breathed.

“I agree.” Christopher said softly. “May we join you.”

“Please do.” Tim said. “Speaking of beautiful.”

“Hush or you'll make me blush.” Garth said kissing the top of Tim's head.

I noticed they had brought their short swords with them. We meditated together for about thirty minutes. My Lady softly sang a greeting to the sun. Christopher suggested we go for a short walk. He wasn't kidding about it being short. Three houses east of the bed and breakfast we got introduced to a retired monk and nun.

“Good morning Phyllis. Sam.” Christopher said shaking the monk's hand and kissing the nun's cheek. “This is Rohan and his life-partner Tim.”

“Very good of you to welcome us so early.” I said as I greeted them in a similar fashion.

“Our pleasure Grand Master.” Phyllis said. “We were with the Order for thirty years without the chance to use the title. Please indulge us.”

“You deserve far more than this little indulgence.” I said sincerely. “Thank you for your service. They are treating you properly in your retirement I hope. Let me know if I need to spank any of the Order miscreants.”

“That's a tempting offer but they're treating us very well.” Sam said leading us in to the house.

The couple had pushed their furniture aside to clear a space in the dining room and living room. The ceilings did not allow a full overhead strike which was fine by me. There was more than enough space for us to practice. Garth and Christopher asked me if they could join in with Tim. The use of Tai Chi sequences was new to them. Sam and Phyllis watched me show my three students the healing maṇḍala sequence. They practiced it in the dining room.

Christopher and Garth took turns attacking me so I could show them how to apply what they had just learned. Christopher took Tim to the dining room to practice this new footwork with him while Garth sparred with me. Our hosts stood at the back of the living room to watch. Garth didn't hold back at all. The sounds of the strikes brought the other two over to watch. Christopher pointed out how we moved and little things about how Garth delivered his strikes. He told Tim to pay special attention to how small my movements with the sword were. How low I stayed in my hips with my back straight.

“Ouch.” Tim said when I defended a flurry of blows and ended our sparring with the tip of my sword pressed lightly against Garth's throat. “Pretty conclusive end there.”

I gratefully took the water Sam offered and took a long drink. When I nodded Christopher stepped past Garth and attacked me. He never let up for an instant. We fought almost within kissing distance with small flicks of the sword. Our sparring reminded me of the Wing Chung practice of rolling-hands. I smiled and at Christopher before settling down to flow with him. The healing lesson from Lao proved very useful. The spontaneity required allowed me to let the flow of Christopher's attack take shape before me from moment to moment. I was able to admire his skill. The fitness required to keep up such a pace was more than most could hope to achieve in a lifetime. There is no way I could have matched him if it weren't for my chi studies and workouts with Catherine.

Time slipped away in the first set of strikes. Joy rose within as I admired the beauty, grace and skill of Christopher with the sword. Out of respect for him I took the first opportunity to end the bout. I managed to work my sword between his arms in a circular motion from below. When the hilt was level with his wrist I gently pushed his sword arm out from his body. Slipping my sword under his arm I stepped forward to take him into a bear hug. We kissed passionately to release the adrenaline before I set him back on his feet.

“Takes the phrase make love not war to an entirely new level.” Phyllis said.

“The Genta influence.” Tim said softly. Garth nodded. “My Love do you think if I practiced for thirty years I'd be half as good as Christopher?”

“You can if you allow it.” I said accepting a kiss from him. “Yes I'd like to see Christopher and Charles spar as well. Let's arrange it when we are in Scotland for the housewarming.”

Helping move the furniture back in place was the least we could do. I knew Tim would be bitterly disappointed if I refused the offer to have a cup of tea with our hosts so I accepted. Tim let the others know I was coming along nicely for an American. Phyllis laughed when he confirmed he'd definitely be miffed if we left without having tea. Miffed enough to leave some heart-shaped imprints on my butt. Garth explained about our bon voyage gift from Dylan.

Tim asked our hosts what they had done in the Order and if it was here they had met. Phyllis told us she had been responsible for keeping an eye on maintenance projects and getting maintenance requests filled. She'd met Sam through her work because he was one of the handymen on the maintenance crew. Sam joked marrying your supervisor made for a happy marriage because you were already used to your wife giving the orders. Phyllis kissed him tenderly for that comment.

“Seems Christopher is getting more adept at setting things up behind my back.” I said with a smile to show I wasn't upset. “Do you have plans for today? Would you like to join us for the day? I'm cooking dinner tonight so we can celebrate Tim's decision to join the Order. I will warn you it will be a working lunch because I'd like you to go over some plans with us.”

“The wine will be very good.” Tim said with such a contented sigh we all laughed. “I'll have to ask Benjamin if he'd bring us a case. My Love it's okay. I'll also order three more for Scotland. Griogair gave me the address yesterday before my Saints whipped your sorry hide. Our goal was skill. Yours pure luck.”

“Good living and good play brings good karma.” I said. “I believe there might be another game on tonight.”

“Tomorrow night.” Phyllis said. “Everton are playing Arsenal.”

“Thank the gods we'll be away for the night.” Garth said. “I'm sure you'll enjoy watching the game with them but one a week is my limit.”

“You must come over.” Tim pleaded. “That will give Rohan an excuse to cook twice. I'll buy us some new dice today. No Scoundrel I don't trust your dice.”

Christopher suggested Phyllis and Sam join us for breakfast at the B&B. We agreed to meet in the lobby in thirty-minutes. Tim sent a text asking Benjamin to call before he checked out. I asked Tim to get his height and weight.

“Rohan it's not even ten yet.” Caryn protested when I called. “I haven't finished my second cup of coffee or my second good morning fuck.”

“How appropriate I'm calling to ask where we can get a mattress.” I said with a smile. “The same shop we furnished Nancy's home? Yes I know it. I need one for Benjamin. We're in the company of a skilled handyman and I know of a workforce that will help him in return for some songs. Get back to your coffee and second fuck. You have a lunch date. Bring Holden with you. He's lovely eye candy.”

“You are living proof the gods have a great sense of humor.” Caryn declared. “Hold still Holden. This kiss is from Rohan. Rohan and the five fucketeers would kiss you any time. Tim and Rohan would jump your bones as quickly as I do. We're joining them for lunch. No doubt Rohan has more work for me to do. Good bye Rohan or did you want to eavesdrop. No I won't make a recording. Good-bye.”

“Being so touchy in the morning is a British thing.” I declared. “Can you believe she wouldn't record her second fuck with Holden? I'd love to see him naked but it better be with a telescope.”

“Amen.” Tim agreed. “Do you think she'd change her mind if we said pretty please? You're right it is worth a try. I'll text her.”

No recording of the sex. No pictures of Holden naked. We consoled ourselves with a pint of bitters. The warm welcome at the apartment store and all the staff knowing my name surprised Phyllis. She agreed with one of the employees it was hard to forget somebody who spent over sixty thousand furnishing a home for a friend. I'm just here for a really big mattress I announced. Three floors up we found the bedding department. While we were perusing the mattresses the manager came over to remind us to use our sunflower discount. They didn't have one big enough for Benjamin but promised to get one delivered to the orphanage no later than three. They had my account to charge so we could leave it with them. I told them we'd be back to get bedding because letting your decorator get laid was worth a second trip to the store.

“Sam how would you like to teach a bunch of orphans how to make a bed?” I asked on our way out. “Damn we will run out of time.”

“Benjamin is staying at the bed and breakfast tonight so we could make it tomorrow.” Tim pointed out. “That's if Sam isn't busy.”

“I am free all afternoon.” Sam said. “Got dinner plans and a game to watch so we'll need to get started right after lunch. I'd like to get the wood today so they can deliver it for us. There's a lumber yard not far from here that ought to have what we need. Natural non-toxic finishes and easy to disassemble I can do but the finish will have to wait. The stains need time to dry. Even without the stain it will look good.”

Tim and I found some scrap pieces of wood to use as swords while Sam got everything together. I tossed him my wallet because Tim was in a determined mood. Today was what-for day he warned. Phyllis snagged a solid piece of wood and joined him. The best I could do was hold them off until Sam finished. They were willing to let us keep our swords but I decided the temptation would be too much. Tim agreed with me. I agreed I was lucky to escape before what-for descended upon me.

There was a chapter house on the way to the restaurant so I stopped in to freshen up. The monks were laughing as Sam shared the details of our sparring in the lumber yard. We joined them for a quick pint. Then we jogged the rest of the way so we wouldn't be late. Caryn would only allow us to shake hands with Holden. Phyllis got to greet him with a kiss. Caryn thanked me for not calling to find out what bedding to buy. She suggested I call the orphanage to arrange things or I might be without my workforce.

“I'll be there tomorrow to reduce the mayhem.” Caryn promised. “Rohan we're going to the treehouses later so I don't mind missing this visit.”

When I explained this was a working lunch and we might be here for a while our hostess took us to a table toward the back. She told us to take as long as we needed. Tim had printed copies of the plans before we left the bed and breakfast. Sam thought the bedrooms were large enough to accommodate a shower stall and toilet. The plumbing and wiring would be costly. Tim worried that even with these changes a four room bed and breakfast wouldn't generate much income.

“What we need is the space of the farm in the city.” Tim said with a sigh. “Sam it was a ten-acre farm. Yes it had a big barn but I'm a city boy so all barns are big. We didn't take any pictures but I'm sure we can find it online. Let me look.”

“Rohan do you have a local architect?” Sam asked. “The Order architects will be perfect for what I have in mind. Let me think it over for a minute or two. Tim can you call the agent and get all the pictures, plans and maps of the property emailed to that fancy phone.”

“Hello, I'm interested in the property on Lampshire Lane.” Tim said a minute later. “I took a walk around it on Sunday with my partner. We also looked at another property in town. Yes they are quite different but a clever man in London might have some ideas to make me money off the two. We'll need all the information you have. We're having a business lunch now to discuss it. Thank you. Talk to you soon Judith.”

“Tim can you email the information Judith gave you to Ingrid?” Sam asked with a hand over his cellphone. “Eileen he's sending them now. We'll have lunch. I think we'll have an hour before we have to start shopping for dinner. Right now all we need is something to get started with while our illustrious Grand Master cooks for the hired help. I can send them back to you in the morning. Oh, he's also sending you information about the other property. I'm thinking catered functions, vegetable garden and chapter house stuff.”

The city house needed something to make money. There was already a kitchen and a bathroom downstairs so Sam was thinking a coffee shop. The small front garden would hold a few tables. Sam wanted a catering company and bakery set up at the farm to prepare treats for the coffee shop. The existing kitchen could be set up to do small stuff like sandwiches and soups. All of this depended on being able to extend the house out over the back garden to replace the lost downstairs. Tim called Judith to ask her to test the waters on being able to get the zone changes and licenses we'd need for the coffee shop. Judith promised to make a few calls and get back to us soon.

“Where do we find Ingrid?” I asked as we left the restaurant. “To the Underground then. Caryn we're watching a football game tomorrow night. You're welcome to join us. Brave Sam and Phyllis are popping over.”

“Wouldn't miss it for the world.” Caryn said with a grin.

“Me neither.” Holden said. “What's for dinner? I love pasties. Thank you.”

“That was Judith.” Tim said as we boarded the train. “The main concern is the amount of traffic and keeping the architectural style of the neighborhood intact.”

“Ingrid will find a way to keep them happy.” Sam predicted with confidence.

Looking over the preliminary sketches with Ingrid you couldn't tell there was a business there. Using pictures of the neighborhood Tim had taken and of the houses on either side Ingrid had blended it in beautifully. Closing the shop at six would ease the neighbors concerns of being kept awake late. Let them know there will be no alcohol served Ingrid added. Provide them with a list of features we're including to soundproof the building I suggested. She was happy to call Judith and work with the council if we bought the property.

Unfortunately we didn't have time to look over the plans for the farm with her but she'd done some sketches for us to take home. I set up a meeting with her for ten tomorrow. Caryn kissed me when I asked if she would join us at eleven. She punched me when I added I knew how pivotal a second fuck was in her arriving happy. Tim got kissed for saying I was speaking from experience. Ingrid loved the idea we were going shopping so the head guy could cook dinner for everybody else.

“Hello Benjamin.” Tim said taking a call while I made certain our meat was free range, organic and humane. “Once Rohan has learned the life history of the meat he wants to buy we'll be done. A ride back to the B&B would be wonderful but we're quite a large group. There's six of us and our groceries. Okay we'll see you in fifteen minutes. We'll be out front.”

“You're kidding?” Holden said when Benjamin got out the car. “This is my favorite rap artist. How? When?”

“He's shy enough around me. Now we won't get a word from him all night.” Caryn predicted.

“Relax Holden. I piss and shit just like you.” Benjamin said with a grin.

Caryn gave him a high-five and told him he'd just become her favorite rap artist. She promised to kiss him when she got hold of a ladder. Phyllis drew me aside and asked if it was proper to suggest we prepare dinner in her larger kitchen.

“Kiss his cheek before you ask him.” I suggested dropping a surprised Phyllis on Charles' lap.

“Grand Master or not I ought to box your ears.” a blushing Phyllis said when she stood up. “Thanks Griogair.”

“That second one's for not telling her to kiss me.” Griogair said calmly smacking the back of my head again. “Looks like we're invading Sam and Phyllis' place for the evening. Better grab the cart for the wine.”

What an expedition we had. Short but packed full of fun. Lance carried one of his beers over. The endless mug of hot chocolate became a travel mug. Benjamin let him ride on his shoulders. We'd tacitly agreed to wait until I was in the kitchen preparing dinner before catching up on everything. Phyllis insisted on helping with preparing the vegetables. Benjamin loved my lawyers. They suggested offering his agent and producer their average earnings based on the success they'd enjoyed working together. Take the average time you took to produce an album and divide the remaining time on your contracts with them by that length of time to get the number of albums at their average earnings my lawyers had suggested. The alternative was just to wait out the two years left on their contracts. They would have the legal paperwork terminating the contracts prepared today and put forward the proposal tomorrow.

Edgar was looking at Benjamin's financial situation. They'd set up an account with my bank and transfer enough for Benjamin to live on if he didn't throw parties for fifty people all weekend every weekend. Edgar had calculated the amounts for the lawyers to offer the producer and agent. He'd assume they'd say yes while he worked on the figures tomorrow. The lawyers promised to confirm and bill Benjamin promptly for their services.

“One of those high-powered lawyers of yours winked at me.” Benjamin said chuckling. “That was when he told me they were only billing me promptly so Edgar could figure out my weekly allowance sooner. Everything else is going fine Rohan. The detox is easier than I expected. Garth tells me it's because I hadn't done much and what I'd done was natural not synthetic. Thank the gods I can still have wine. There is one issue I need to speak with you about but it can wait until the pie is baking.”

Benjamin went off to play snakes and ladders with Lance and Nancy. The others were all looking at the sketches and listening to Sam's plans for the properties. Phyllis and I had a great time cooking. She put her organizational skills to good use and had everything ready sooner than I thought. Phyllis headed over to the snakes and ladders game. She chatted with Lance and when he nodded she took over for Benjamin. I went out back with Benjamin to the small, immaculate garden.

“Rohan my dad has been ill.” Benjamin began. “He's recovering and thanks to you I know about it. Whatever he had knocked him off his feet and he wasn't able to maintain the garden or the cottage. Some of the plaster needs replacing. The roof needs some thatch replaced. They won't pressure me to come out and do it. They haven't said a word. I wanted to know what your plans for me were before I committed to helping them for a few days.”

“I think my plans will allow for you to help.” I said. “That all depends on what you and your new friends decide to do. I suggest you have a chat with them after dinner tomorrow night. Let me know Wednesday morning. I'm hosting a soccer party tomorrow night while Christopher and Garth are away. Yes it serves them right for leaving me alone in their B&B. Oh, I almost forgot to mention your new friends are the orphans at Charles' orphanage. You'll be hanging with them until your agent and producer are out of your hair.”

“Orphans? Only you Rohan would consider hiding somebody my size in an orphanage.” Benjamin said grinning from ear-to-ear. “These kids are going to help build me a bed? They're way too sweet. Lance was one of them you say. Three weeks on the streets of London is impressive for an adult. I'm glad you found us. I'll quiz Lance about his friends. Does Charles know about my visit?”

“Knew there was something I forgot.” I said. “Charles do you love me a Lance-size bunch? How about two Lance-size bunches? Three?”

“Stop while you're ahead Rohan.” Charles said. “What do you need?”

“A little floorspace at your orphanage for a while.” I tried softly. “Garth the B&B is fine. This is for my friend Benjamin. He needs a safe, quiet place to heal and I thought Lance's friends would be a big help. Garth has him nicely medicated so he'll behave. We're building him a bed. Never mind the inspectors he's an honorary member of the Order. Somebody will prepare the paperwork if you insist.”

“I do insist.” Christopher said. “Benjamin do you mind if we do a background check? There's been some government corruption around the orphanage and some politicians would love to catch us breaking a rule. The monks and nuns will tell you all about it.”

“The paperwork will be waiting at the orphanage tomorrow Rohan.” Christopher said. “Benjamin text me your personal info and we'll the background check ready as well. Thank you. I think the kids will love you.”

“I love you so they will.” Lance said confidently. “I'm visiting a treehouse or I'd go with you. Sorry I will miss making your bed.”

“You can do us a special favor instead.” Benjamin said leaning in to whisper in Lance's ear.

“I'll ask first.” Lance promised. “Yes I'll keep it a secret until we get there. Mam will help me.”

I kissed Charles and Griogair thanks. Then I took the pies from the oven. While they were cooling I cooked the spinach. Phyllis, Nancy and Caryn set the table with extra dishes brought over by Garth. Holden helped Tim open a few bottles of wine. Nancy nodded in agreement when I suggested Lance wait to have his beer because we were all celebrating a big decision Tim had made with wine. Tim agreed he should have some wine because they were friends.

When he had thanked Benjamin for bringing the wine Tim walked around the table to kiss him thank you. He did the same for Christopher, Garth and Charles.

“I'll be expecting that kiss when we meet at the housewarming.” Tracy said when he thanked her and Brother Michael. “I'll take his as well.”

“Who arranged this surprise?” Tim asked looking at the gang watching on my laptop. “Scoundrel tonight we'll find out if your butt looks as cute sporting hearts as mine. I'm so glad you guys could join us. Are you ready to join in the toast?”

“Do you have to ask with Tracy here?” Morgan asked in return. “We're still keeping the secret but this red wine will do nicely. Rohan doesn't do plonk ever.”

“Thank you all for helping guide me to the Order and Rohan and all of my new family.” Tim said raising his glass. “Love, light and life.”

“I'm not worthy!” a startled Caryn said loudly after her first sip. “Holy crap! I swear this is the wine the serve in heaven.”

“Yes it really is that good.” Charles said after a second sip. “I haven't had wine this good at the palace or any other political function. Tim did you leave a case or two for us to get for our wine cellar?”

“I might have accidentally left one or two for you.” Tim said with a smile. “You have Benjamin to thank for introducing this to me and now you.”

“Thank goodness I'm off duty.” Griogair said. “Leslie as a butler or attending manservant I wouldn't be able to kiss Benjamin. He's such a good sport I might even give him two.”

“Sounds like the wine went straight to his head.” Caryn said with a smile. “I know it went straight to mine.”

“We'll throw the two of you in the honeymoon suite for the night.” Christopher said with a smile. “Consider it a trial run.”

“Adam it's too soon for me to say how the sparring is getting on.” Tim said. “Christopher and Rohan were amazing this morning. Breathtaking. We've set Christopher and Charles to meet in Scotland for a practice bout or two.”

“They were phenomenal.” Phyllis said. “Their sword tips never moved more than six inches to either side. No idea how they got their wrists that strong. Forgive me I'm Sister Phyllis and this is my husband Brother Sam. A pleasure to meet you all.”

“Phyllis and Sam were kind enough to let us spar here this morning.” Tim said. “Thanks to Christopher we may get to spar here tomorrow.”

“Whenever you need.” Sam promised. “There's not much on TV that early in the morning.”

The gang took it for granted I was causing mayhem. My housekeeper ordered me to get plenty of rest. Morgan found the five million experience a lot of fun. He'd gone with Frederick to the bank to get the letter of credit and proof of the transfer. Morgan told us it had felt unreal carrying the debit card home. My housekeeper thanked me for the added stress of carrying a card worth so much money. I suggested she relax and enjoy the experience. Tim thanked them all again for the surprise before we sat down to eat.

Benjamin kindly agreed with Tim that my food was just as delicious as the food served at the hotel. Nancy believed it was magical because Lance finished his spinach before taking a bite of anything else. The meat pie was very good he assured me. Now he wouldn't know what to start with next time. Caryn suggested he try putting a little of each on his fork at the same time. Lance celebrated that solution with a sip of beer. Most of us were enjoying seconds when Christopher got a text message.

“You will all understand that nothing of this leaves the room.” Christopher said. “Holden we'll trust your word. Good. We passed our first test at the manor without casualties. A courier is bringing video footage to us. We will have it at six a.m. They are putting it together for us. Tim we can't risk this getting out. We will have the only copy and will make a backup copy that will go directly into a safe.”

“Holden it's part of the surprise I mentioned.” Caryn said. “You'll find out soon enough. Celebrate the good news with a little wine.”

“That took place a little early.” Garth said. “You'd have thought they'd waited. Well if they were trying the florist delivery ruse I guess they had to be early. Surely that was a just a diversion? Glad the second ring held their ground. I hope they enjoyed the barking dog soundtrack.”

“Barking dog soundtrack?” Nancy asked.

“I don't like dogs put in danger.” Christopher explained. “One day when I mentioned why we never used dogs for security a brilliant monk suggested all we needed was the sounds of guard dogs approaching. The guys trying to get in don't know it's just a soundtrack. While they are looking for the approaching dogs they tend to miss the monks. Thieves have turned and fled at the sound of approaching dogs which is what we prefer.”

“That is brilliant.” Tim said laughing. “Embarrassing as hell for the experts testing your security. Good idea to keep it secret and spare them the embarrassment Garth. This has turned my celebration into a double celebration.”

“How many times are they trying?” I asked feeling glad we had held our own tonight.

“Officially twice over three days so we won't know which two days.” Charles said. “They will try a third time on Thursday or Friday and say real attackers won't play by the rules. Nancy it is why I asked you and Lance to travel with Rohan on Friday. Yes it is possible they could try again on Friday which is why we will be on alert until she is safely back on her private jet. She will fly into Edinburgh on Saturday morning. I will meet her and travel back to the manor with her. She is leaving Sunday.

Nancy there are a couple of ways for us to arm Rohan so he appears unarmed. I imagine Rohan will choose the same two weapons he chose last time. The dagger and an expandable baton. He will also carry his sword in a duffel bag. Holden we know how to use firearms and will have a few close at hand for our marksman but mostly we like our traditional weapons. We enjoy the challenge of taking on firearms with traditional weapons. How many people train to deal with a hooded figure swinging a heavy mace at their face? I have a feeling the crazy heavy mace wielders had fun tonight.”

“Crazy heavy mace wielders?” Benjamin asked with a smile.

“Maciej, a Polish monk, says you must be crazy to swing a heavy mace.” Tim explained with a smile at me.

“Let me guess.” Benjamin said with a gleeful expression. “Rohan likes using the heavy mace.”

“No he doesn't like it.” Griogair said. “He absolutely loves that weapon. I swear I've heard him singing to it.”

“You'll have to sing for your tipsy tart if you carry on like that.” I warned. “Speaking of Tipsy. Time for me to make some custard.”

All of us were eager to get some rest but we all pitched in to help with the dishes despite our hosts protestations. Caryn agreed with me she wasn't going to make it home tonight so she might as well have another glass of wine while she dried the dishes. Benjamin lifted Lance up so he could reach the upper cupboards. Then Lance helped his mom pack the dishes from the B&B on the cart. I invited Sam and Phyllis to watch the video with us in the morning. Our sparring would take place after we'd seen the others off to their treehouse. Lance fell asleep in Benjamin's arms on the short walk back. Tim and I barely stayed awake long enough to undress and get under the covers.