The Pervert And The Virgin – Part Fifty

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“Come along my Love, it's time we gave you what-for in the bedroom.” Tim said when I closed the front door. “Leonard has decided he wants to bravely place his cock where it has never gone before. I have decided to allow him first crack at your crack. You have decided to go along with our decisions.”

“Life is much easier when your husband makes the decisions for you.” I agreed. “Are you certain you're not overtaxing yourself?”

“I think I've got the balance right in my marriage.” Tim said. “Time for a little giving tonight. Good night newlyweds.”

“Good night guys.” Adam said. “Have fun.”

Tim decided they needed to put a glow in my cheeks. I stood at the bottom of the bed with my hands on my head. Leonard swung the paddle from my right-hand side and Tim wielded a hairbrush from the left. Personally I felt he had way to much fun playing “smack the hole” with his hairbrush. His part in the game was to turn the white round circles left by the paddle into a matching red. Leonard decided he could get used to wielding the paddle. The sting increased dramatically when Tim had him twist his body with each blow.

“That's enough foreplay.” Tim decided about twenty-minutes later. “On you back Scoundrel. We're testing your flexibility for Catherine.”

“Leonard this is all you.” I said. “No matter what Tim says if you have any fantasy you'd like to fulfill then let us know.”

“This is perfect.” Leonard said. “You guys are so nice to share.”

“Fuck nice we're horny as heck.” Tim said. “So get on with buggering my husband Leonard. Fuck that sounds so hot.”

Leonard followed my advice to take his time. His cock inched slowly up my ass. When his balls touched my butt he held himself still. Leaning forward he kissed me. He thanked me. I thanked him. Tim told Leonard to hold still. A dozen smacks of the hairbrush were quickly administered to Leonard's cute ass. He grinned and kissed me through his spanking. I agreed it was most likely a hint for him to pick up the pace.

“What pace?” Tim asked. “He hasn't moved. Darn squatters.”

Leonard smiled at me before turning towards Tim and kissing him lovingly. Tim sighed in relief when Leonard started fucking me. My young lover took his time getting used to how far he could pull back. Then he'd thrust forward slowly so he could enjoy every moment. I would reach down to grab his ass and hold him inside me while we kissed every few strokes. We both wanted this to last.

Tim suggested a slight change in position. I turned my knees out and pulled them up to my chest. Leonard was kneeling close to my ass and fucked me while he kissed Tim. The sight of the two youths kissing was amazing. The boy caught on quickly and would stop his thrusting when he started to get close. Tim's patience ran out before Leonard's patience.

Pulling my legs together I extended them straight out in front of me. Then I lifted them up and over my head. Leonard made use of some pillows to reach high enough to fuck me. Gods the downward thrusts were amazing. He was hitting all the right spots. Tim's grin told me Leonard wasn't whispering sweet nothings in his ear. Sure enough it wasn't long before Tim coated me with lubricant and began jacking me off. Leonard had a firm hold of my hips. His pace had picked up. There would be no fourth position. The boy was heading for his orgasm like a runaway train.

Somehow the two of them raised me into place and pushed me back until my cock was directly above my mouth. Ignoring Leonard my husband set about his task of getting me off in earnest. My muffle groans of pleasure spurred him on. I could dimly hear Leonard gasping as his pleasure increased. I fixed my gaze on the head of my cock. Oh gods this would be intense. I could feel the tingling sensation of my orgasm running up my legs into my balls and chasing my cum down the shaft.

“Fuck yes!” I roared and held my mouth open.

Leaning in Tim intercepted the last few drops of cum. While Tim finished his treat Leonard finished emptying himself inside my ass. Tim decided to fuck me in the same position. Leonard slumped next to me and we kissed hungrily while Tim pounded me hard. I didn't mind. Kissing Leonard was amazing but I didn't want Tim to feel neglected.

“Please Beloved.” I said. “I'd like to kiss you.”

We slid into the missionary position. Reaching down I got a good handful of Tim's ass. I kissed him tenderly while he fucked me. My hands reluctantly left his ass to roam up his back. I touched his face with my fingertips. Held him close for a few kisses. Wrapping my legs around his thighs I released him.

“I love you so much.” I said holding his gaze.

“I love you to.” Tim said in a heartfelt tone.

He definitely loved cumming inside me a few minutes later. I let him slump on top of me when he finished. Deliberately rushing things I had him on the way to the shower before he had fully recovered. I wanted to snuggle with the two of them. Groping them while I lathered them up wasn't something I wanted to rush too much though. We fell asleep a short while later under a sheet.

“We're stepping in for Lawrence.” Morgan said while Adam took pictures of us.

“Feed them.” I said when the photo shoot ended.

While Leonard sucked Adam and Tim blew Morgan I worked from one to the other beneath the sheet. A little stroking got the cocks I was working on to empty before the boys above me. I helped Morgan get off with a firm tongue-lashing of his hole. Sister Celeste was standing in for Tracy when it came to hurrying us along. Unlike Tracy she chose to do it by knocking on the door and staying out of the bathroom. I thanked her and promised we'd be right out. Sioned had packed her work clothes so she joined us before her shift started. She stayed to watch the boys go through their weapon drills.

Brother Murray gave me a good workout. His style was similar to Tim's fighting style – enthusiastic. I got in under his guard by moving forward to meet his attack. Lacking any medical staff I held off marking him. We decided the boys needed to practice moving forward in the face of an attack tomorrow. Overcoming that initial resistance was important. The boys were keen to try it today but I wanted them to wait until Vernon was with us and we had Hospitallers around.

“This is a thank you gift for helping me move on.” Alfie said approaching with Jessica holding his hand.

“That's very good of you.” I said accepting the bottle of Cargganmore whiskey. “Would you object to a hug.”

Alfie didn't object and neither did Jessica. She smiled when Leonard told her the boys really did spar with sharp blades. They decided rugby must seem pretty tame after you've faced a sword. Adam told her it was the different skill-set that made rugby challenging. He declined the invitation to join them for the afternoon rugby game. Morgan agreed saying the guys who they replaced needed to get in some game time. We'd be moving on soon I added.

We went inside for breakfast when Vernon joined us. Alfie decided to experience the food from a guest's perspective. My only suggestion was a little more herbs in the food and to try adding some scallions and leeks for variety. Petersen had shared the tip to prepare scrambled eggs in a double-boiler. The tapas chef was on duty so Sioned asked him to prepare some eggs this way for Alfie and me. Alfie agreed he'd have made the same mistake and not made allowance for the eggs to keep cooking on the plate.

“Unless you are extremely picky or have worked in restaurants catering to very picky eaters this isn't a problem.” I said. “Most of the guests will think this food is perfect. I have enjoyed every meal here. Petersen didn't visit your kitchen once which is unheard of. He's gone toe-to-toe with some of the top chefs in the world. They all accepted and lost his challenge. Lucille the two of us have tried to out-do each other for over ten years so we've studied cooking down to the molecular level. He does a better Yorkshire pudding than me. I have plans to work on this when we get home. The only other area I have studied as closely as cooking is my sparring.”

“Petersen pretty much gave me everything I needed for the school lunches.” Brother Murray said. “The man knows the nutritional needs for people of every age and factors in their level of physical activity. He gave me regular diets, vegetarian diets, anti-inflammatory diets and gluten-free diets. Then he spent three days teaching the school chefs and parents how to prepare the food. Leif helped him get through it but he was amazingly patient with them.”

“Different expectations.” I said. “Even Petersen doesn't expect your average parent to produce gourmet food. I'm sure he went a little heavier on the herbs and spent a lot of time on the basics like sautéing onions, searing meat and preparing potatoes.”

“Yes he did.” Lucille said. “I learned more in those three days than in the last five years. Morgan even told me once my mac and cheese was Rohan-like. Yes I'll make some for you guys at the farm if you promise to keep Rohan from spying on me. I'll call Grace to see we have all the ingredients. We can stop in Southampton for supplies.”

“This will be our thank you for staying at the treehouses.” Henry said.

“We'll be busy helping Vernon get settled so your secret recipe will be safe.” Tim said. “Finish up my Love. Time for us to get going. Any longer and I won't want to leave.”

Sioned had Morgan take a picture of me assembling a sandwich for the road from my plate. Then she presented me with a box containing a dozen custard tarts. Her thank you gift for helping her dad. I appointed Sister Celeste as our driver. Tim was traveling with Vernon. Adam and Morgan sat on the back seat with me. Leonard promised to let us know how the game went. On the drive to Winchester I had Adam call Charlie to see how Noah was progressing. The changes were very subtle but Noah did feel a little stronger. He described it as feeling more physical. Adam passed on my suggestion he speak to Lao and Mu about a grounding mantra.

“Gregory is Charlie's second-in-command.” Adam said when he'd finished chatting. “Charlie is a lot like my Dad. What he didn't tell us is he's in charge of all the customs guys in England. The ports as well. Nobody has ever been promoted as quickly as Gregory. Yes Dad he agreed to your condition of seeing a psychologist. There's a surprise waiting for you in London from Gregory. Charlie is happy he can spend more time with Noah. On Tuesday they are going to a Tottenham game with Christopher, Garth and some kids.”

“Would you guys like to go if there is room?” I asked. “Chat with your folks but I think they'll agree to spending three days in London. Then I was thinking of having Charles visit us in Blyth. There's something we need to do there. Yes it's a surprise.”

“All these surprises.” Morgan said. “I'll call Christopher about the game. Isn't Dylan getting in on Tuesday? Good. He can join us if he can walk.”

There wasn't room in the suite for all of us but Garth knew the guys in the suites on either side and arranged for our group to mingle with them. There were connecting doors between the suites we could open. Lucille and Henry made a side-trip to Southampton to pick up supplies for her mac and cheese plus some other stuff for Grace. We continued on and arrived to find the catering crew helping unload Vernon's car. Grace hugged us, told me to kiss Tim and then take a hike. Adam and Morgan led me by the hand to the coffee shop so I could “pester Christian for a few hours.”.

“Rohan we'll take some coffees to the inn.” Morgan said. “I'll call and find out how many to get.”

The coffee shop was busy. The staff was doing a great job despite working around a butterfly called Christian. I pulled him aside and kissed him. He thought one was enough but the cashier decided he deserved a second for being such a nuisance. Morgan wrote down our order for the inn. The staff threatened to kiss me when I announced I was kidnapping Christian for a few hours. Adam pointed out if they'd threatened me with a spanking I'd kidnap Christian for days.

“See how well you've trained them.” I said as I sat to one side with Christian and the boys. “Has business been this good all week?”

“This is one of our quieter days.” Christian said. “Thank the gods for Grace who has been magnificent keeping us supplied. We've been able to use the larger fridges at the farm. Yes Adam it looks like Tim did give the Order a gold mine.”

There was a bit of a break that allowed them to make our drinks. Bella told us Marion was upstairs dusting. Now that she was healing so well it was like trying to keep watch on a toddler Bella complained. I sent Morgan upstairs to fetch her for coffee on the terrace.

“No Christian isn't ill yet.” I said to Bella. “I just need somebody to recommend a good masseuse for Christian. The extra business is driving him crazy.”

Sabrina was Marion's herbalist and agreed to work with the masseuse to keep Christian healthy. I told Christian he would behave and listen to the two of them or I'd buy them a paddle to use on him. Sabrina called back to say Caitlin had an opening at four. She had also booked him a massage on Monday. Better to do two shorter massages than one extended one she told me. Being a thorough herbalist she was planning on stopping in at the coffee shop to chat with the staff about Christian.

“Yes I know the adult gift store.” Sabrina said. “You wouldn't have seen it because it is a block behind the main street. I'd be happy to pick up a couple of paddles. The shop is two blocks from me so it's no trouble at all.”

“Christian this is our version of tough love.” I said as I called the adult store. “Keep my card details on hand and let Sabrina decide if she wants a paddle with a short or long handle.”

Henry called to let us know lunch would be ready soon. We declined his offer of a ride because Marion was enjoying walking freely. I told Bella we could always call for a ride if we needed one before we reached the farm. The walk was lovely. Grace promised Christian they were going to sit down so she could give him some tips on improving his management style. She thanked me for arranging to have Sabrina and Caitlin help Christian.

After lunch we did a tour of the gardens with Sister Colleen. She smiled when she relayed how Dariusz had redesigned Sanne's vegetable garden. Sanne's curiosity had helped her accept the changes without too much grumbling. Dariusz had told her they couldn't divide the garden in half to experiment because it wouldn't be a cohesive whole based on the chi patterns. I explained to Sister Colleen that Dariusz would be practicing his energy work on the four gardens in Winchester. Marion asked for his address so she could send him a thank you card. Sister Faye and Pastor Ewan promised to send him one as well.

“There isn't a drop of alcohol near the church anymore.” Pastor Ewan said. “Sister Faye keeps me drinking so much water and teas I am constantly full. When I started getting some very bad cravings she had me exercise. She always seemed to find some exercise I could do no matter how tired I was. Sometimes we just went for a walk until the craving passed.”

“We're taking Brother Murray and Sister Celeste on a walk this afternoon.” Sister Faye said. “Would you mind if we borrowed the rental car Rohan?”

“Go ahead.” I said. “Be sure to take lots of pictures for us. I'll stay here and rest. Thank you for the invite though.”

Adam joined them on their expedition. Morgan wanted to spend some time with Marion because we were returning to London tomorrow. Sabrina came jogging up the drive to fetch Christian for his massage. Grace had arranged to chat with Christian at tea tomorrow afternoon. I headed over to see how Vernon's unpacking was going. When I mentioned going for a walk through town Samantha joined me so Henry and Lucille could have some alone time exploring Winchester.

“We won't get into too much trouble Lucille.” I promised. “No doubt we'll get into some trouble. You do want us to have fun don't you? Samantha agreed to team up with me for a game of darts and some beers against Vernon and Tim. We'll give them what-for.”

When I suggested a break from the unpacking Vernon almost kissed me. He accepted our challenge to a game of darts before Tim. Samantha agreed there was no need to rush the unpacking now. We were leaving tomorrow so it made sense to spend time doing fun things with us today. When I pointed out we'd be at the bar in time for tea Tim wanted to know why we were dragging our heels.

“Yes the half-pint of beer is for you Samantha.” I said. “They're bringing us some Scotch eggs, chips and gravy plus a few vegetable curry pasties. Tim this is the pub equivalent of tea time treats. Too much sugar will bring on those raccoon eyes sooner. Now it's time for Samantha to help me give you guys what-for.”

“Hang on a minute you wrote our score under your name.” Tim protested a few minutes later. “You're the old timers not the young guns.”

“Our average age is less than yours old man.” I said kissing him. “Yes it does feel good. I'll buy Samantha another beer it feels so good.”

“We'll buy this round.” Henry said.

“Only fair since we'll be stealing a pastie or two.” Lucille added. “I was coming to see how Rohan managed to just get into a little trouble.”

“He's getting me a little drunk.” Samantha admitted. “Tipsy.”

“Tipsy is okay it's the tart part I'm more concerned about.” Lucille said. “Carry on Rohan. Looks like a close game.”

“Samantha is doing great.” I said. “Those old timers can't keep up with us.”

Henry and Lucille took on the young guns when we won our game. When Samantha switched to soda water I joined her. Teammates have to stick together I declared. I managed to avoid trouble although it was close. On the way out a waitress swatted a roaming hand. When the guy made a second attempt I leaned in and shook his hand. Then I placed it firmly on the front of his pants.

“Finish your drinks and leave.” I said calmly. “Keep your hand there as a reminder of what to do when you get home. I'm going to enjoy a beer at the bar. You guys better be finished and on your way before I finish.”

“Who the hell do you think you are?” the guy asked getting up from his seat.

“The guy who will kick your ass without breaking a sweat.” his friend said pulling him down. “You behaved like a jerk. Let's go before you get us barred from this pub as well. He'll apologize tomorrow when he's sobered up.”

“He can do it with flowers when he can do it sincerely.” I said. “Thank you for helping him. This has been a lovely day. I'd rather not spoil it with some bruised knuckles.”

The waitress handed their bill to the guy's friend. I drank the last of my beer when they left. A beer that was on the house the bartender told me. He laughed when I told him I learned to fight because I was an unruly, uncaring asshole in my late teens and early twenties. Vernon told a disbelieving Samantha it was a crude but honest assessment. A grinning Tim led me from the bar when Vernon added we had waded through a lot of bull before the day we met the bull in the field.

“Vernon spent months literally knocking the rough edges of me.” I said. “I had bruises on bruises and more stitches in me than Frankenstein. Samantha I put myself through Hell because it took a fire that hot to burn off the impurities. Yes Henry looking at my life today it was worth it. Worth a lot more but I'd rather not go through it again.

My hope is I can save the boys and my husband from having to go through something similar. I'd rather they looked back on good memories instead of worthwhile suffering. Samantha the greatest gift you can give yourself as you are growing up is maturity. Vernon is the expert but I think you can still be a kid and have fun while behaving honorably.”

“I'd be delighted to chat with you and the boys Samantha.” Vernon said. “There's always Skype when you are in America. We'll invite Leslie to join in some of the chats.”

“The kids at the orphanages will benefit.” Tim said. “We must share this knowledge with them. They'll be more accepting if it doesn't come with the religious tag.”

“I knew my retirement wouldn't be boring with you guys around.” Vernon said. “Whatever Grace has ready for dinner smells delicious.”

Stew in bread bowls was our dinner.

“Do you want beef or chicken?” a nun asked with ladle in hand.

“Yes please.” I said.

“Which one my Love?” Tim asked.

“Both.” I said earning a swat from Grace.

Small price to pay I told Samantha as I carried two plates to the table. I flipped a coin to decide which one I ate first. Always good to consult the gods I told Vernon. Sister Faye thought it was very good of me to help them feel remembered and needed. All comes back to wanting to feel remembered and needed myself I confessed. The beef stew won the toss. My only quibble was the sweetness of the beer used in cooking the beef stew. Grace agreed it would be a good beer to use with pork and to choose something darker for the beef. Then again it might be a useful secret ingredient for sweet and sour beef we decided. Grace kissed me for the suggestion. She promised to try it for lunch tomorrow. I kissed her for this kindness. Then I kissed Tim so he didn't feel left out.

“Grace asked me to bring Christian back for dinner.” Sabrina said. “I wasn't going to argue with Grace. Morgan you can't really say you are suffering through any meal that Grace is involved in. Tomorrow I won't suffer through lunch either. There is no way I am missing Pastor Ewan's sermon in the morning. I'll go for a jog in the morning.”

“What time will you head out?” Tim asked. “Rohan is a little restless and there's nobody here he can really spar with so it would be nice if he could go for a run. My Love you have all this energy stored up inside of you. I don't want it released when you spar in London. Garth warned me this might happen. I know it's only a short run but it will be some release.”

“Garth expressed concern?” I asked. “I might need to pay more attention to what's going on inside of me.”

“What will be a nice change from who.” Grace said. “I'm glad you're being sensible.”

“Rohan you held back against everybody except Vernon once the others left.” Brother Murray said. “I don't know the secret to being able to spar against lesser mortals without there being some residual energy build-up.”

“You could phone Lao.” Adam said. “We won't think you're being too rude if you slip away to chat with him.”

“Rude enough to earn a spanking of course.” Morgan said with a smile.

“Naturally.” I said kissing him quickly. “What do you think Vernon? A run or do we spar in the morning?”

“I think you will learn more speaking with Lao tonight and going for a run tomorrow.” Vernon said. “I think if we ask Grace nicely she'll allow us the time we need to spar between church and lunch. Thirty minutes or so would be ideal Grace. Thank you for accommodating two old men.”

“That takes care of my good deed quota for the week.” Grace said. “Then I can go back to being a dragon to the catering crew.”

“Everybody should have such a loving dragon in their life.” Marion said. “I think when it comes to scaring people you still need to practice a bit. All of you have enriched my life so much. I will miss you all terribly.”

“We can Skype.” Morgan said. “I'm sure Bella and Sabrina know how to make Skype calls.”

“Don't I need a computer for that sort of thing?” Marion asked. “I got one for the inn but I don't have my own.”

“We'll take you shopping for one after lunch.” Tim said. “No trouble at all. Won't take a moment.”

Lao told me he had time to chat when I called so I let the others go on to the inn while I made a detour to the pub. I took my beer to an outside table. The grounding tai chi sequences and mantra were what I needed to use more often. Lao went on to explain if I was grounding and circulating chi from the earth through me then all the nervous tension would flow out. This same technique could be used when I was holding back against others. There is a rhythm to each bout Lao continued. Sometimes the dance is fast and other times it is measured and stately. Think of it as dancing and you won't think any restrictive thoughts of holding back he told me. The damage is always in the thought Lao insisted.

The evening was so beautiful and the setting magical so I got myself a second beer to enjoy with the sunset. Vernon and Tim joined me a few minutes later. They'd gone for a walk instead of watching TV and noticed I'd finished my call. They joined me for a beer. This truly is a very pretty part of the country Vernon agreed. I reassured Tim I expected him to spend tonight with Vernon in the cottage.

“There's a pleasant symmetry about being with him the last night in his old rooms and the first night in the cottage.” I said. “Please join us for one drink at the inn though. The others will understand you leaving early.”

The others did understand. They also understood me heading to the townhouse with the boys a little earlier. Brettonwood lost their game by three points but the guys had enjoyed the game. Their opponents had lots of good things to say about the refurbished stadium. The two scurvy newlyweds gave me a spanking, a fucking and promptly fell asleep on me the moment we climbed into bed. I enjoyed my brandy and soda while they slept on either side of me.

My run with Sabrina was invigorating. She picked up the pace towards the end which helped me work up a sweat. I told her it only made sense I'd be fitter than her because I had lots of extra years to practice and get fit. The other thing in my favor was getting fit was part of my job. I showered in Vernon's cottage. Then we all walked to the chapel together.

“This sermon is more a personal reminder than any instruction solely for you sinners.” Pastor Ewan said with a smile. “A wise lady helped me let go of the need for heavy drinking by reminding me I could choose to drink something that was life-enhancing or something that resulted in death. This was the stark reality of the choice I faced. Jesus taught this many years ago. He told us we had to choose to serve life or death each day. We cannot serve two masters or else we become divided upon ourselves.

We can justify and complicate things as much as we like. You can debate the shades of gray in a situation until your hair turns gray. The moment you pause to ask yourself which choice is life-enhancing and which brings on death the answer usually becomes crystal clear. This does not mean it is easy. Doing what we feel is right might be challenging, painful and deny us the right to indulge in tantrums. I missed the tantrums as much as the wine. Being dragged outside for fresh air and a walk wasn't pleasant when all I wanted was to enjoy a nice red wine.

For me it was like climbing up a hillside through the mist of early morning. You might stumble and bruise a knee. You could slip on a wet rock and turn an ankle. When you make it through the mist none of these hurts are noticeable. The moment you stand above the mist in the warmth of the sunshine looking at the view stretching out for miles the hurts fall away. There is no better feeling. These moments add up. They give us the motivation we need to keep choosing life. We face the challenges with greater confidence because we know that life rewards us.

This has been my experience thus far. I hope you will choose to serve life when the day ahead seems to hold challenge after challenge. Always keep a wise lady near at hand. I got a real bargain on mine.

Thank you all for attending this service. A service that wouldn't have happened if you hadn't helped as much as you did. On behalf of the church I thank you. On behalf of myself I thank you. May peace be upon you always.”

When he asked for a song my Lady was only too willing. She chose a song of Spring. The blossoming and profusion of life arising from the dark, cold months of Winter. I thought it was the perfect choice. Grace had lent Tim the recorder she used to make training videos so he could record the service. Before we left the church he sent Lawrence a copy. Sister Faye assured Tim she could download it on the office computer when Lawrence emailed it back to Pastor Ewan all nicely enhanced and touched up. Eddie would be seeing what he could do to improve the sound.

“Let's start slow please.” I said as I faced off with Vernon.

“I presume this is in response to something Lao told you.” Vernon said. “Then we will go slow and I will pay greater attention.”

“You always pay the greatest attention.” I said grounding myself slowly and deliberately. “Ready when you are.”

He was ready and waiting. Slowly is a relative term I overheard Tim telling Lucille. I smiled and kept my attention on the pace Vernon was setting. Thinking of the bout as a dance made a huge difference. My feet felt lighter and my body was more relaxed. The danger was in the thought. I could see how thinking that sword could kill me might make a man nervous. The thought made me chuckle. I motioned for Vernon to increase the pace.

When Grace announced we had ten minutes left I brought us up to full speed. Vernon showed me he'd been holding something back. The tip of his sword darted toward me with the speed of a snake's tongue. Using rolling hands and keeping my movements minimal I managed to fend him off for the last ten minutes. I was sweat-drenched and gasping for breath at the end of it. The run had been so much easier.

“Glad to see my influence rubbing off on you.” I gasped sucking in air. “You built up a decent speed over the last ten-minutes. One of these days you might even test me.”

“I see we're back to the bull.” Tim said. “Come along my Love. I'll wash your back while the newlyweds help Vernon. What no protests?”

“I'm too tired.” I said. “Don't let the old geezer know he wore me out like this my Love. What do you mean your silence is worth twenty kisses? I won't stay tired forever you know.”

“Somebody taught me the emptiness of threats in a non-existent future.” Tim said. “I think we should focus on the soapy, gropy now.”

Neither Vernon nor I protested being waited on at lunch. Samantha teased me about my excitement to try this new recipe. To be fair she also teased Grace about her excitement. The others insisted Grace sit down so she could try it with me. We grinned at each other after the first bite and exchanged high fives. This set Samantha off some more but she forgot Grace hadn't sparred. She was soon in Grace's arms and being soundly tickled. A kiss to call truce and she was off to try this new dish. Lucille teased her when she filled her bowl for thirds.

We bade farewell to Vernon, Grace and the catering crew at the farm. I kept it brief so the emotions didn't overwhelm me in front of the others. A few tears still betrayed me but nobody commented on them. Then we headed off with Marion, Harley and Bella to the computer store. Marion insisted on paying for her computer. Morgan understood and didn't insist on making it a gift. The rest of us gave them some space to say their goodbyes.

Tim traveled with Henry and Lucille. Sister Celeste told the boys to join me on the backseat so we could comfort each other. I told Morgan I felt sad about leaving our friends. All we can do is take comfort we have people who are so special they have the power to make us feel sad I advised. All the others agreed pizza was a great cure for sadness. Brother Murray called Garth so he didn't mistakenly order something else for dinner.

They waited for us to arrive before calling in our order. This gave us time to get settled and enjoy a beer before dinner. I was glad to learn Noah and Charlie would be joining us on Tuesday for the Tottenham game. I was looking forward to watching the game. I placed a call to Poland. Judyta kindly agreed to let Tomek stay up to watch the game with us. Tim would help us get things set up so we could Skype while we watched the game. I learned that Dariusz and Dylan had visited them for a few hours one afternoon. They had got a lift with Maciej who needed to replenish his stock of vodka. Wincenty gave the boys a ride back in the evening.

“You might be able to wait Rohan but I'm about to die of curiosity and it will be your fault.” Caryn said. “Garth what's Rohan's surprise?”

“He's been challenged to a bout of unarmed combat tomorrow afternoon.” Garth said. “Christopher would like his special monks to watch so we're having it at their chapter house. Don't worry Tim it will finish well before tea. I'll make certain there is a proper tea served at the chapter house.”

“What a smart choice Christopher made.” Tim said when he had kissed Garth. “What time does Dylan arrive?”

“Eleven.” I said. “I plan on meeting him at the airport. Sounds like the pizza is here.”

Tim, Adam, Morgan and Holden went down to collect the food. I helped Garth and Christopher clear the table. Caryn opened some wine for us. We watched a documentary on volcanoes and one on glaciers while we ate. Then we played some board games for a couple of hours. Walking Caryn and Holden to the Underground was the perfect way to end the day. Especially when we stopped in at the local to introduce Lucille, Henry and Samantha to Thomas. Charmaine popped in just before closing to walk home with her dad. We helped the staff shut the place for the night.

“You guys are lucky to live in such a safe city.” Lucille said.

“Yes it's wonderful when you can enjoy a night like this without worrying.” Henry said. “Remarkable that you never have any trouble with gangs. The customs guy at the airport warned us about them.”

“Thanks to Rohan we never have to worry.” Charmaine said. “Some guys tried to mug us but when I said I wished Rohan was with us they escorted us safely home.”

“They even showed us a secret hand gesture the gangs use between them to give other gang members safe passage through their territory.” Thomas said. “Now we can go anywhere in London at any time. Lucille I have no idea how he did it. I'm glad he did because I'd had a very good night in tips.”

“He kissed the gang leader.” Morgan said. “Then he bought them all beers. Tracy also kissed a few of them.”

“Sounds like Rohan.” Charmaine said. “Thank you Rohan.”

“You're welcome.” I said. “Tomorrow I think we ought to have breakfast at Charles' orphanage. You know it is such a lovely evening I'd like to walk with you if you don't mind. Thank you. The rest of you are welcome to return to the bed and breakfast if you want.”

They all chose to continue the walk. Thomas invited us in for a nightcap. He had converted a townhouse into two separate living spaces. Charmaine had the two floors upstairs. She had her own entrance at the back of the house through a mudroom. I enjoyed the tour. Adam gave her Caryn's phone number when she mentioned she wanted to spruce the place up but didn't have a big budget. Samantha warned Charmaine not to say such things where I could hear or I'd drop a million on her. Lucille grinned and told a startled Charmaine they weren't kidding. I decided to go downstairs for a refill at this point.

Tim had his way with me when we returned to the B&B. He laid me naked on the bed and slipped a pillow under my hips. Then kneeling between my legs he entered my ass. My husband thrust his cock steadily in and out of me until he came. Then he pulled me up and led me to the shower. Once we got covered in soap he reached around from behind me and jerked me off. I swear the last cum hadn't left my cock when he started rinsing us off.

“Good night my fuck toy.” Tim said coolly as he kissed me good night.

“Good night Beloved.” I said calmly. “Sleep well.”

Naturally I didn't wait very long before claiming my revenge. The very next morning Tim woke to find his arms tied behind his back. I shoved a vibrator up his ass and took his cock in my mouth. Adam and Morgan were sitting in chairs I'd placed at the foot of the bed watching the show. Tim lay on the bed with only the vibrator to stimulate him. No sucking, licking or stroking took place. The three of us waited patiently for Tim to unload in my mouth.

When I lifted my head off his cock the two scurvy newlyweds pushed their chairs back a little and closer together. They bent forward with their palms on the seats. How gorgeous they looked bent over. I made certain Tim could see their exposed rears. Apart from a good morning I hadn't said a word. The long paddle landed with a crack across those two cute asses. The force of the first blow lifted the boys on their toes. Standing well to the side I left Tim with a clear view. He watched with the vibrator still inside him but turned off.

“My fuck toy turned into a bastard during the night.” Tim said. “We must do this more often. You play it so well Scoundrel.”

The two boys were quick to add I was playing their butts very well indeed. A solid drumming they agreed was the perfect start to the day if their hide was the drum. I picked up the beat. The force stayed the same since I'd started out firmly. When the redness started to creep down to the tops of their thighs I decided it was time to bring things to an end.

“Fuck me Morgan.” I said as I forced my cock into Adam's ass.

Adam lay on the seat of his armchair looking up at me. I knelt on the floor in front of him which gave me the perfect angle to enter him from below and allowed Morgan to reach my ass. A cushion beneath Morgan's knees allowed him to thrust deeply inside of me. Morgan waited until I was drawing back from Adam before he thrust forward. Matching his pace with mine he would thrust forward to meet my ass. The loveliest of dances.

“Oh gods this is awesome.” Adam said kissing me. “You were right when you said you'd make getting up this early worthwhile.”

“How early?” Tim asked.

“I think it's around 6 now.” Morgan managed. “Rohan if you keep squeezing like that I won't last long. Oh fucking hell. No don't please don't...”

“Fill me Morgan!” I ordered. “Dump your seed inside me. Now! Yes! That's it! Oh sweet boy. I love you.”

“I love you Rohan.” Morgan said. “Thank you for letting me fuck you. I'll stay right here while you finish off Adam.”

Stay right there he did but it wasn't long before I started jerking Adam. Three minutes later I watched cum spurting from my son's cock. Long, ropes of it creating a delicious mess from his chest to his groin. Fuck the boy was starting to produce lots of cum. The sight of him shaking in ecstasy got me off. I groaned as I held my cock firmly inside him and unloaded. Jammed nice and tight I let the pleasure concentrate in my groin. A few last spasmodic twitches of my hips signaled the end. There was a lot of cum waiting for me.

Adam and Morgan got the furniture back in place while I began blowing Tim. I removed the vibrator from his ass so I could finger-fuck my husband. This blowjob would be one for him to remember. Using all my experience I tenderly blew the lad. Hands cupped and kneaded the flesh of his ass while my fingers probed his inner depths. I treated his balls to gentle kisses. They slipped inside my mouth a couple of times. Looking up at him often I told him how much I loved him.

“We love you to.” Adam said kissing Tim tenderly.

“Yes we do.” Morgan said leaning in from the other side to kiss Tim softly. “Thank you for joining our family.”

“Would you mind if we sucked your nipples?” Adam asked with a smile.

“Go ahead.” Tim said. “I love you guys so much.”

The tenderness and love proved too much for Tim. Once the two lads had a nipple in their mouth he dissolved into tears. None of us stopped as he released some of his hurts. A few minutes later Adam and Morgan wiped away his tears with tissues while I kept on sucking my young husband's cock.

“Thank you guys.” Tim said. “I'd do it myself but I'm a little tied up. Oh gods I'm so fucking close. Please my Love. A little harder. Harder still. Fuck yes! Swallow Scoundrel! Swallow it all! Fuck yeah!”

His whole body arched up off the bed when Tim's second orgasm washed through him. I held him off the bed until he'd finished pumping cum down my throat. Still holding him up I took him in my arms. I stood holding him off the ground while we kissed. Adam untied his arms which Tim promptly wrapped around me.

“They're going to wash you.” I said kneeling outside the shower with a towel. “Trust me Beloved. This is a surprise but a necessary one.”

When I finished drying him I kept Tim wrapped in his towel. Holding him close I led him from the bathroom. Garth was waiting just outside the bathroom door to take Tim into his arms. I gave Garth a quick thank you kiss over Tim before heading for my shower.

“Gods you boys are horny.” I said looking at the two aroused newlyweds. “Present cocks for a double-team.”

They presented cocks. They fed me loads. Garth hurried us from the bathroom when I lingered too long eating tender young ass. Tim told me I looked extra cute when I pouted. My husband looked a lot better sitting there with his cup of tea and a cookie to nibble on.

“Some days I wonder if the gods give me enough credit for the sacrifices I make.” I said as I dressed. “Those boys are growing up so fast.”

“There will be another crop of youngsters for you to guide.” Tim promised. “Garth suggested we do our morning meditation at the orphanage as well.”

“Despite loitering in the shower we can still make it.” Garth said. “A good thing you got up ridiculously early. Let's go.”

Go we did. Sister Phyllis and Sam were waiting downstairs with Christopher. They grinned when Garth told them not to ask what took so long. We kept right on moving across the yard to the main building where Henry and Lucille were staying. My day was not getting any better when I learned the coffee shop between us and the Underground wasn't open. The moment we got on the train I called the orphanage to check they could serve us Irish coffees.

“Tiny needs a home.” I said when Benjamin lifted me off the ground in a hug. “I'll have Christopher and Garth mobilize the troops. Speak to them about it after we've welcomed the new day. Now who want's to learn a new song?”

They all did. A short song of thanks they could sing anytime was perfect. We had a lot of fun with the hooligans but I'd never admit it. I felt disappointed when I learned the monks and nuns were doing such a good job there was nobody for me to spank. Adam promised he'd be naughty later so I had a reason to spank him. Far too soon for my liking the monks and nuns were leading the kids off to their lessons.

Benjamin chatted to Garth and Christopher about a home. I reminded him he'd need a spare bedroom for Eddie and Jocelyn. Another room for when his folks visited. Three bedrooms with a sleeper couch ought to do it we decided. He also needed a spectacular view I told them. When you meditate it is very useful to have a view that soothes and inspires. A penthouse would be great if nobody else gets to invade the roof. Henry thought a penthouse would be splendid if the kids could visit for barbecues on the roof.

“Benjamin of course I have no idea how much such a place costs.” I said sipping my Irish coffee. “There's always a way to settle the finances. You'll be fine. Find a place you love. A place that takes your breath away. Somewhere that you feel at home the moment you step through the door. Then worry about price.”

Ingrid sent Miriam over to take Benjamin house hunting. Follow your heart and think outside the box I advised when we parted company. I decided since I had three hours before my surprise I would explore some of London. Garth tagged along with the rest of us. We needed to have an early tea and an early lunch he insisted. Samantha laughed when Tim kissed him for suggesting the early tea and I kissed him for suggesting an early lunch.

“Tell me Garth is it time?” I asked for the third time in the last hour over lunch. “You bet I'm excited. Now where are we headed? Oh so that's where you keep our SWAT monks and nuns. I remember it as a convalescence home. Look lively folks I have a surprise waiting.”

I kissed whoever I passed between the front door and the sparring room. The surprise proved very surprising.

“Hello Rohan.” Gregory greeted me. “I wanted to see how good you were without a weapon. Christopher tells me you're not too shabby for an old relic.”

“Old relic.” I said. “I think I might need to have a second bout with Christopher after I've spanked you.”

“The way to Christopher lies through me.” Gregory said stepping forward to stand in a cleared space.

Stripping down to my boxers I pulled on some padded gloves that left the fingers open and a pair of padded boots. Dance I reminded myself. The fact that Christopher had chosen this venue warned me Gregory knew his stuff. Considering that most of the spectators got trained beyond special forces level I knew this wouldn't be easy. Gregory was a muay thai fighter. His speed told me he'd been studying for a long time. Definitely well past black belt I decided early on as I dodged punches and kicks.

The dance metaphor helped me keep my movements minimal. Punches passed within an inch of me. I felt the wind from the kicks brush against my flanks. Patience was the key when taking on a muay thai fighter. They had blinding speed and loved it when you came straight at them. Physically strong they could take a blow and were happy to take one because they usually got in three. When their speed and the basic strikes didn't work they tended to make use of more complicated attacks. I was waiting for Gregory to use the quintessential spinning kick.

That doesn't mean I didn't take the opportunity to bruise a rib or strike his thigh muscle with a bottom fist strike. I made it a point to avoid the mid-range area or else I'd have needed to use chi. When Gregory went for his spinning back kick I breathed deeply to keep myself grounded and focused. So easy to get careless and celebrate a victory not yet earned. The moment he planted his support leg with his back to me I leapt forward. My hip slammed into his groin and I struck the side of his face with a backhand strike.

When he hit the ground I lifted him by the leg and stopped my kick just short of his chin. Looking up at me in surprise Gregory blinked a few times before smiling broadly at me. I helped him to his feet. When he got to his feet and tried a cheap shot so I used chi to toss him into the spectators. He was much lighter than the bag Lao had me move in the gym so it was no trouble at all. The monks at the front had reflexes fast enough to catch him.

“You reminded me of myself when you tried that cheap shot.” I said to Gregory. “Until then I was considering asking Christopher to let you workout with our guys here. The next time you try a cheap shop around me I will throw you into a wall. Think about your actions and if you decide you want to learn how to fight honorably then call Christopher. Everybody here can see you are a skilled fighter. You just have some growing up to do. I will speak to Christopher later about you sparring with our guys. The final decision is his. Thank you for a good bout.”

Garth pointed out the door to the showers. I told the others I'd be right back. When I finished showering Christopher was the only one waiting for me in the room. He smiled and led me down to another room where the boys and Tim were being given some pointers while they waited. One of the monks asked me how I'd thrown Gregory without seeming to touch him. I explained a little about chi and moving the heavy bag. He grinned when I told him an Asian gentleman older than me and built like Tim could throw me around like a rag doll. Before we left I told them they were welcome to visit The Queen's Lancer for a meal and drinks on me when they had the time.

“My Love is it possible for you to move as quickly as you did at the end without a sparring bout first?” Tim asked on the walk to the Underground. “I barely saw him try that elbow strike and he was being caught by the monks. Samantha I am merely curious. You couldn't possibly believe I was thinking naughty thoughts.”

“Yes we could.” Morgan said. “The expression on your face was a dead give-away.”

“Well Dad do we need to stop for some sparring gloves?” Adam asked. “Tim that looks like a lovely teahouse. Do you think it's too early for tea?”

“No I don't.” Tim said. “Samantha I have no idea what time it is but it's never too early for tea. There's scones waiting for us. What sort of jam would you like?”

“Blackberry please.” Samantha said slipping her arm through Tim's.

“Looks like we are stopping for tea.” Henry said with a smile.

The tea was lovely. I had a Chelsea bun instead of scones. Then we decided to do some shopping for dinner. Vegetable curry pies were quick and easy. My only reservation was the sides. I didn't feel it was quite nutritious enough. Tim told me to buy what I thought were the perfect ingredients for a vegetable curry dinner. He scurried away with Adam, Morgan, Christopher and Garth. He returned without Christopher and Garth.

“Do you really want a salad with your dinner my Love?” Tim asked as I stood staring at the lettuces.

“Honestly nice big fries seem the only side that feels right.” I said with a sigh. “Hang on I have a call. Hello Benjamin. Sure you can join us for dinner. I'm at the store now and will pick up some extra groceries. We're having a very simple dinner but there will be plenty. Miriam is quite welcome.”

“Grab some more potatoes Morgan.” Tim said. “Come along my Love we'll have to make another two pies. What do we need? Cheer up I have the nutritional boost your meal needs all sorted. I consulted with two Hospitallers. You do trust the Hospitallers to know their nutrition from their navels don't you? Good.”

I had a great time preparing the pies with the three fucketeers and Samantha. Benjamin and Miriam arrived just in time to take me to the garden for a beer or two. They promised not to say a word about the house hunting. Instead we chatted about my surprise. I had enjoyed the bout. A good way to stretch out the kinks I agreed. Christopher and Garth came down to fetch us. They had supervised while the boys prepared our nutritional elixir. They assured me the pies looked perfect. The fries had just been turned which meant it was time for us to go in for our first course.

Samantha had the honor of unveiling four large glass pitchers filled with fresh vegetable juice. She held her pose long enough for me to kiss her before I kissed the three fucketeers, Christopher and Garth. They were brilliant I told them. Truly life-sustaining I agreed. I had to confess that juicers were like bread machines in my world. I just never thought of them. Even I felt good about my dinner plate.

“You will all be happy to know I found a place.” Benjamin said. “The place needs a lot of work but we have a lot of construction guys in London so it won't take long. Before I put in an offer I had Bram look at the place. He shared Rohan's trick with me. Sanne told me how much light I needed for my garden. I'm sure we will have enough bedrooms for guests Tim. Miriam tells me there is easily enough room for thirty bedrooms.”

“The entire gang could visit.” Samantha said.

“I thought of that but instead of bedrooms there will be an open space next to the garden.” Benjamin said. “Rohan it has a great view down the Thames. Something very similar to what Patricia has at the orphanage. She sent Miriam the plans to use as a guideline. That's right Adam. I bought myself a warehouse. Rohan told us to think outside the box. I thought of Tim's project up north. The whole deal depends on what we think of it at night. Care to join us as we go back in a couple of hours?”

“Yes Tim we can get there on the Underground.” Miriam said. “Well three blocks from it. I'm curious to see the view at night.”

“Let's go see it.” I said getting up. “We'll pick up some beers on the way. When we get back I'll make custard while the steamed pudding warms up.”

“There is a shop between the Underground and the warehouse where we can get beer.” Benjamin said as we filed out. “Location. Location. Location.”

The boys loved walking down the street carrying beer. Samantha got to join in the fun. Morgan agreed it was more fun in America where they weren't as relaxed about kids drinking. Lucille hugged Benjamin and kissed him soundly when we stepped inside the warehouse.

“The kids will love it.” Lucille said holding his arm.

“Do you really think so?” Benjamin asked. “Good. I thought we could put some grills here with an open area for folding benches and tables. Then when we need a space for camp beds. They can get packed away. I'd like the gang to visit.”

“The gang would like that very much.” I said. “Do the building codes allow an overhang over the river?”

“They do because of the need for cranes in loading and unloading barges.” Miriam said. “Obviously we can't extend too far but we can go out far enough so Benjamin can look down the river just like Patricia's room. We're also going to have a recording studio and a bathhouse with plenty of showers and a few soaking tubs. Sauna, steam room and a massage room. Benjamin is confident his therapist will have some suggestions on what he needs to stay healthy. What do you think Garth?”

“I think he might view it as a positive lifestyle change.” Garth said with a smile. “Send over a layout with the space for that and we'll help you divide it up.”

The lights along the river were very pretty. My only concern was the noise from the warehouse behind him. Although it wasn't in use now somebody might be inspired by Benjamin's place to think of developing it. Benjamin had thought the same thing so he'd put in an offer for both properties. Miriam was confident the realtor would be happy to lower the price if he was able to sell both of them. Because Benjamin was setting this up according to the code required at an orphanage it would be a safe place for the children to visit and comply with the commercial zoning of the property. The children could come out to help with his garden as part of their lessons.

“Wouldn't it be considered cooking lessons if the kids helped the chefs prepare meals here?” Tim asked. “Grow some medicinal herbs for tinctures and salves and you will have another class option. I'm certain the tutors will think of more classes.”

“I'd be happy to tell any inspector the warehouse behind you was a training area for our monks and nuns if you let us use it once or twice a week.” Christopher said. “ I think it would make a great archery range. There's plenty of room to swing a sword as well.”

“All we'd ask is you let us know a month in advance if you want the property back.” Garth said.

“Do you think you guys will be making enough noise to disturb me over here?” Benjamin asked.

“Hopefully not or we're not being very discreet.” Christopher said. “Call me anytime it gets too loud. I think it's only fair you see our plans for the space since you own the warehouse. Miriam how many kisses from these two handsome newlyweds will it take to convince you to work on that property and Benjamin's home?”

“I'll take the going rate of five from each of them.” Miriam said.

Benjamin joined me for a walk while the boys settled up with Miriam. He told me the space felt good. I told him the land felt healthy but it could do with some of Dariusz' magic. He promised to chat with Dariusz about it soon. The rest of the group found us. We decided to head back for dessert. Tomorrow would be a busy day.

The entire group wanted to meet Dylan at the airport so I had an entourage. Samantha greeted Dylan with a hug and a kiss which surprised a lot of us. Lucille blamed me for encouraging her. I was happy to take the blame. Morgan blamed Dylan for spoiling his fun by walking just fine. Tim rushed us along saying we could catch up over some tea. A pot of tea did sound like a good idea Garth agreed. I rode the Underground with Dylan sitting in my lap.

“The week was incredible.” Dylan said around a mouthful of scone. “I got my assignments done while Dariusz worked in the garden. Maciej found time to help me with my light mace training before he headed off to work with Leszek. The gate they made for the garden in Winchester is stunning. I think it will arrive in a day or two. Dariusz has been practicing his distance energy work on Fionola's garden and the one in Winchester.”

“Has Kasper calmed down a little now we have him working with Noah and Marion?” Garth asked.

“You wouldn't notice if you didn't see him when he first stepped out his room.” Dylan said. “Now the Order members get to go two or even three days without him hauling them in for an examination. Whatever he is doing is effective. I have no training and I could see a difference in five days. Donat complained about the chapter house going broke because of all the stuff Kasper wanted the monks taking. Now he thinks he got off lightly but don't tell Kasper.”

“Charlie is a little stunned Noah is considering venturing outside.” Lucille said. “I think the biggest challenge will be getting Charlie to relax.”

“We'll get him to relax and stop fussing.” Adam promised. “I think we should send Dylan and Dad back to the B&B so he'll stop fussing.”

“Come along Dad.” Dylan said. “I feel the same way.”

“Lunch at The Queen's Lancer.” Garth said. “I have to head over to the clinic.”

“Samantha I have dedicated all of Saturday to the Sunderland game.” I said. “Sunday we travel back to London and hop straight on a plane. The surprise I have in store will keep you and the fucketeers busy Thursday and Friday.”

“We're going shopping with Henry and Lucille.” Tim said kissing me. “See you at The Queen's Lancer in a couple of hours my Love.”

There wasn't much time to waste but neither Dylan nor I were in the mood for dawdling. The moment we stepped inside the room we began undressing each other. We were businesslike in removing each other's clothing. We shared a few kisses during the undressing. I gave his butt a squeeze when I pulled down his boxers. Kissed his cock three times. I lifted my son in my arms, set him down on the bed with his upper torso propped on the pillows, scooted between his legs on my knees and buried my cock inside him.

Then and only then did I take some time to kiss him tenderly, tell him how much I'd missed him, how glad I was to have him back and I loved him beyond my ability to express. All the while I kept a steady pace driving my cock in and out of my son. This was one of those times when I needed to express my feelings while being in desperate need of physical relief. I had to fuck him. There was too much desire flowing through me for me to wait. My hands roamed his body while my lips traced the lines of his face and neck. I fucked him. I had to. I really, really had to.

“Oh gods you drive me crazy.” I said. “Fuck I need to get off.”

“Me to.” Dylan said settling beneath me and groping my ass. “I've missed you Dad. Missed the pleasure. Being in your arms. I love you so much.”

“Good.” I said kissing his neck. “Fuck yes! Finally. Close. Very close. Yes squeeze my cock! Again. Oh Dylan sweet boy I fucking love you! Aargh! Yes! Yes! Take it boy.”

“Gladly.” Dylan said smiling at me. “Give us a hand Dad! That's better. Strangle it don't tickle it. Better. Faster! Oh yessss! Gods I needed that.”

“I need this.” I said licking him clean. “Thanks for helping your dad out Son. I feel a lot better. What if we got in a game or two of darts before the others join us?”

“Maybe even a Scotch egg or two.” Dylan added with a smile as we walked to the bathroom.

While we were waiting on the platform Dylan saw a young lady about to purchase a ticket from the machine. He got there before she could put her card in.

“Please allow me.” Dylan said. “Do you live in London? I think you should see more of the country as well so let me get you the nationwide annual pass. Please it's no trouble and I'm celebrating. Thank you. Here's your pass. Have lots of fun.”

“I'll thank you properly when we get on the train.” the lovely girl said grabbing his hand and hopping on board.

“Nicely done!” I said when Dylan introduced us after his kiss. “Have fun exploring the countryside Crystal. Remember to visit Marion's inn in Winchester. Let me text you Charles' number. Tell him Rohan suggested attending a Sunderland game. I'm not certain how to share e-mails. Would you mind if my son shared his? I warn you he's a glutton for kisses.”

“That would be perfect.” Crystal said. “Thanks guys. This is my stop.”

Our stop was another three further on but we got off after two so we could walk a bit. Matilda laughed when I asked if she could get us a couple of Scotch eggs quickly before the gang arrived and helped us eat them. Tim filched my last slice of Scotch egg. I agreed a slice of him later was adequate compensation. Matilda had wisely got some more ready in advance and brought them out for us.

“Whatever Brian recommends is fine with me.” I said when Matilda asked me for my lunch order.

The rest went along with me. Some chips and gravy to tide us over while Brian prepared our lunch was just the ticket. All of us enjoyed the fish and chips. Brian surprised us by having Banoffee pie for dessert. Garth confirmed Noah and Charles didn't stay far from here. I thought it made perfect sense for them to travel over to the bed and breakfast with us now so they would be closer to the stadium and save us a trip later. Christopher thought my suggestion to surprise them by asking in person was a good one. We all thanked Matilda with a hug and a kiss before making our way to fetch our friends.

“Hello Charles these are for you and Noah.” I said handing him a bouquet. “No thanks necessary. I used Dylan's debit card but don't tell him. Put them in a vase while we say hi to Noah. Christopher and Garth will help you get ready for the game. You're also joining us for tea. No sense moping about here for another three hours.”

“Noah will end up falling asleep on you if we leave this early.” Charlie protested.

“There are some very comfortable beds at the bed and breakfast.” I said. “He can take a nap if he needs it. I need to practice some energy healing techniques so we might be able to avoid him dropping off on us. Now where is the handsome man.”

“Hardly handsome any more.” Noah said as we entered the room.

“You can put the weight back on.” I said leaning forward to hug him gently. “We're here to shanghai you for afternoon tea and a soccer game. I'm Rohan. You've met the others. Apart from the weight loss you look pretty good. How do you feel?”

“A lot stronger but physically still so weak.” Noah said.

“Here are the two who will help take care of that for you.” I said as Christopher and Garth entered. “Noah needs some Hospitallers to help him rebuild his physical fitness. Send him a couple of pretty young nuns. Cute monks will just get him horny and frustrated. Charlie if he gets tired he can nap. The sooner he starts the sooner he gets fit.”

“They'll keep a close eye on his vital signs Charlie.” Garth said quickly. “Our esteemed bully has a point. His bedside manner stinks and he'll get Noah to push himself more than we'd like but it will work out in the end. I honestly don't know how he does it. Rohan would you help Noah into this wheelchair.”

Minutes later we were walking along to the Underground. I took a detour when Noah told me his favorite park was down a side street. When Noah sighed sadly Charlie told us they used to visit the park often to help keep the garden in shape.

“Yes Rohan I know.” Christopher said reaching for his cellphone. “The kids will love a day here. A couple of our gardeners will visit it this afternoon to draw up a plan. Noah did you have anything in mind? I'll have them call us later and chat with you and Charlie.”

“You're a good man Christopher.” I said kissing his cheek. “I will be up north when they finish so you'll have to call and let me know if they did a good job Noah. Garth those two cute nuns will know how to drive a wheelchair won't they? Good. I'm sure Noah would like to spend some time with the kids.”

“Don't worry Charlie our leader is leaving early tomorrow morning so the nuns will be in charge.” Christopher said. “The children would love to meet Noah. They know what it's like to go through a rough patch. They're orphans from an orphanage we help run.”

“Hello again.” Crystal said boarding our train. “Quite a group you've picked up. I only have one class today Rohan.”

“Dylan introduce our new friend to the others.” I said. “We met her on our way over Tim. This time it was Dylan getting kissed not me.”

“He bought me a ridiculously expensive annual rail pass.” Crystal said. “He's lucky he's not five years older or I'd marry him.”

“Yes Dylan we can return to London in five years.” I said with a smile. “Send Tracy a text and ask her to put it in our calendar. Uh-oh here's trouble. That is an ominous smile Crystal. When Caryn is grinning it's best for me to duck.”

“That's right Rohan.” Crystal said. “I am particularly pleased with this one. You won't believe what I've cooked up with Hafiz.”

“Doomed I tell you Crystal.” I wailed theatrically. “Any room in that chair of yours for me Noah?”

“Now all I need is to chat with Henry and Lucille to finish tying off the bow on my sweet surprise.” Caryn said.

“I can't imagine we'd disagree.” Lucille said. “Caryn that's a big smile and I can feel the joy. I don't know what it is you've done but I'm so happy for you. Let's change carriages at the next station so we can chat in private.”

“Definitely doomed.” Samantha said. “Now mom and dad are on board with her you stand no chance Rohan. This will be epic.”

“I won't know until later but I am pretty certain I can extend my leave for another week.” Henry said. “I'd like a few days to unwind before going into the office so if we could fly back Tuesday night that would be perfect. Sorry to keep you here another few days guys.”

“I'll leave you my card.” I said hopefully. “What do you mean I'm not escaping this one? Lucille you're not going along with Caryn's plan are you?”

“You can bet everything you own I am.” Lucille said. “This is one surprise I am not missing even if Henry has to leave the rest of us behind. Oh gods I don't know how I will be able to wait until Monday. Thank goodness we have to do it early in the morning.”

“There's more good news Rohan.” Caryn said sitting on my lap. “Holden and I are going to a Tottenham game tonight. I'm sorry you and Tim aren't on opposing sides but I'm certain you'll prove entertaining. I'm sure you'll be lots of fun.”

“I pity the other side.” Holden said. “Crystal these two are deadly when it comes to cheering on a team.”

“We're setting up a Skype call so you're welcome to join us.” Tim said. “My Love this is so embarrassing. Yes I'll send Crystal your email address and other contact information but we need to get back to your lessons on how to use a smart phone.”

“This is our bed and breakfast Crystal.” I said. “Do you stay close? Three houses down. That means your neighbors are our friends Phyllis and Sam. They used to work for me but they've retired. Now they act as consultants on some of our projects. A lovely couple. Have a good afternoon. Dylan bought your pass so it's him you should kiss.”

“Has nobody told you us girls can't resist kissing somebody who is reluctant to accept them?” Crystal asked kissing me again. “We also tend to ignore protests or we'd never kiss you.”

“You really don't have any reason to complain if this is what you call a rough day Rohan.” Noah said. “What are you making us for tea? Morgan tells me you do a great Chelsea bun but those will take too long I think. Cupcakes will be perfect.”

“Crystal you must join us for tea.” Tim said. “Bring your laptop with you and we'll give Skype a test. Come on my Love you've got cupcakes to bake.”

Christopher took the front of the wheelchair while I lifted the back and we got Noah up the stairs in no time. Tim insisted on giving me a hand with the baking. Caryn thought this was the perfect time let the others in on her surprise.

“Well Dad it was a pleasure knowing and blowing you.” Adam said swatting my ass. “However doomed you think you are multiply it by one hundred.”

“I'm with Lucille.” Dylan added also swatting me. “I don't know how I will make it through until Monday. Oh gods this is beyond epic.”

“I'd call it a nuclear doom.” Morgan said swatting me twice. “How are those cupcakes getting on? I'm starving. All this conspiring works up an appetite. Where's Garth? I need to make certain there is plenty for dinner.”

“Let's go find him.” Adam said. “I would like to spend some time there before the game.”

“Yes Dylan you can take Tim with you to fill him in.” I said. “We only have to slip the trays in the oven. I'll tidy up and make some frosting so you guys can chat.”

“I'll help Rohan with the tidying up.” Crystal said. “Tim has to know what's in store for Rohan. I hardly know you and I'm so excited for you. Run along Tim.”

Crystal stepped back when Tim threw himself in our direction. I caught my husband in my arms. Tim wrapped his arms around my neck and showered me with kisses.

“Cataclysmic my Love.” Tim said between kisses. “Oh I am so happy for you. You won't believe it if I tell you so I'll keep quiet. Oh my god you could buy Hafiz all the camels in the world and not thank him properly. That's if you survive. Better get in lots of Tai Chi this week. No sense calling Lao because there is no tea on earth to help you. Don't worry I have faith in you to survive the challenge. Crystal be a dear and get those cupcakes out the oven. I haven't finished kissing my husband. Another three hundred kisses ought to do it my Love. Fine if you must go frost them in a bit we'll stop.”

I got kissed for the fifteen-minutes it took for the cupcakes to cool. Caryn sighed when Tim suggested she visit her local fashion designer for an outfit before Monday. She agreed when Crystal pointed out I was being a good sport. Henry refused to believe she hadn't expected something like this in return for the surprise she arranged. I told her the comments were enough for me to know I'd want to buy her an outfit. Most likely an entire wardrobe I warned. The fucketeers took my side and insisted she get three outfits.

Adam and Morgan sat themselves in Crystal's lap and asked how many kisses it would take for her to agree to go with Caryn. They needed somebody to make certain she got at least three if not five outfits. Five would be better they decided but three was the absolute minimum. Three complete outfits including accessories Adam insisted.

“What are you grinning at Holden?” Caryn asked.

“I was thinking how much fun I'd have spanking you in your new outfits.” Holden admitted. “Caryn the first outfit is the reason you stole my heart. Can you imagine what five outfits will do to me? I suppose dying happy isn't a bad thing. Have a look Crystal. I have a few pictures on my phone.”

“Caryn it's exquisite.” Crystal said peering at the phone between the boys. “I can't let you turn down two outfits like that so we're going for at least five. Rohan if we can't choose between some outfits can we get them both?”

“I'll let you and the designer decide how many outfits to get for Caryn.” I said with a smile. “This lovely lass has enriched my life and the lives of others beyond measure. The patients at the clinics find the décor uplifting Caryn. I might not say much but I am paying attention. Tim show Noah some before and after pictures of the clinics.”

“Yes we have pictures of all five clinics you've redecorated Caryn.” Tim said. “They're on the Samuel foundation website. Here I'll text the link to you.”

“Rohan wrote the content for the website.” Garth said. “All of it. He might not know enough about website design to build it but he insisted on doing the text. Nothing gets posted there without his approval.”

“You're making me nervous.” Caryn said. “Any chance of a beer? I think I might need it.”

“Don't worry Rohan I'm getting us all one.” Christopher said. “We'll be leaving for the stadium soon. Crystal there is room for you if you feel brave enough to join us.”

“Please say yes.” Adam said kissing her. “Caryn can go with you when you get your jacket after our beer. Looks like the dust is making her eyes water.”

“I think it is something our dusty dad wrote that's to blame.” Dylan said. “No Caryn we haven't red it but I'm sure it's true. I have the most honest pervert in the world for a dad. You're feeling what Tracy felt when Dad named her his successor.”

“Go with Crystal to get her jacket and we'll leave when you return.” Garth said. “The sooner Rohan and Tim get started the sooner you'll be distracted.”

“Before we go there's something I must do.” Caryn said leaning toward to kiss me softly. “Thank you Rohan. You should know that you just cost yourself at least two more outfits.”

“Holden wants to spank you in a few of them so include some paddles as accessories.” I said with a smile. “I've grown to love you like a daughter just as I love Morgan like a son. Those words on the website might be those of a proud father but they are true and heartfelt.”

“You can feel the sincerity.” Noah said. “This is a very beautiful testimonial to your work Caryn. Guess who we will be asking to help us remodel our home when I heal. Tell me Rohan how many kisses will it take to convince you to officiate when Charlie and I retake our vows?”

“One kiss from each of you.” I said. “When you have healed.”

“Charlie it will be the start of a new phase in our lives.” Noah said. “You will finally have a healthy partner and not an invalid sharing your life. I want us to celebrate by removing as many reminders of my illness as we can. We'll discuss the budget on the weekend. Tomorrow we will be busy hanging out with some kids. Now run along girls. I want to get to the stadium. Any more cupcakes? I'm already sick Charlie so I can have another two or three. Thank you Dylan. Now where's my beer?”

“I'll join you in a beer Noah.” I said eagerly. “Be rude of us to ask you to drink alone. I think we should pack one for the journey. Dehydration is a terrible thing.”

“Here you are guys.” Dylan said bringing two beers over. “That will be two kisses each. Thank you.”

On our way to the Underground a bobby looked pointedly at the six-pack Noah had on his lap. I told him we were off to the game. He politely declined my offer of a beer. The sweet boy did pose for a picture with Crystal and Caryn kissing his cheeks. Tim texted him a copy of the picture right away. Nobody is safe Garth agreed with Charlie. He thought the girls were being nicely influenced.

The British hooligans had kept a surprise from us. Liam, Frances and their kids were waiting to greet us. The fucketeers had to buy Stan and Michael a beer. We laughed when Liam remarked the boys were growing up so quickly. Frances explained they got here early to help get the children settled. Garth told us they had a couple of old ambulances they'd repainted to help bring the kids to the game. The monks and nuns were pleasantly surprised to see me waiting with the others.

“I'll bless you when we've got the children out.” I promised. “They'll be wondering about the delay.”

When I finished singing the blessing I sang three healing songs and taught the kids the healing mantra. I walked ahead to clear the way. Charlie remarked it was a good thing I had a Tottenham scarf and beanie on. I would simply pick people up and set them down to the side if they took too long to move aside. One guy had too much to drink and started to protest. I lifted his beanie, kissed the top of his head and quickly blessed him. Then rushed off to catch up to the kids.

Tonight was local rivalry night. Arsenal were our opponents. Christopher groaned when I discovered the front windows opened. The doors between the suites were open so we could mingle freely with our neighbors. I got a couple of casks of beer set up in our suite and let our neighbors know to help themselves. This proved good publicity for the Hospitallers because the ladies naturally stopped to chat with the kids. Garth and Christopher got kissed all night much to the others amusement.

Then we placed a Skype call to an excited Tomek who told us he couldn't believe he was watching the game with us. We set the laptop at the back of the suite so he could see most of us almost all the time. Tim sent him the link to a website with the lyrics to the Tottenham chants.

“Come on lads it's time to give those other boys a reality check.” I said leaning out the window. “Right you Lilly-white supporters if you don't get them flinching I'll make every one of you flinch. Raise your voices like you raise your Viagra-filled dicks.

One team in London / There's only one team in London / One team in London / There's only one team in London / And that isn't you.

You've got to add that last bit or they'll think they're a football team Tim. We serve through educating the idiots and their supporters. Let's try it again only three times louder. You guys can do it.

One team in London / There's only one team in London / One team in London / There's only one team in London / And that isn't you.”

“Great song Dad.” Adam said. “Sensible to have a song you can sing when you're plastered.”

“Oh when the Spurs, go marching in.” I sang loudly after another beer. “Oh when the Spurs, go marching in. / I wanna be in that number / Oh when the Spurs, go marching in.”

“You didn't count on Rohan being here when you got a suite right behind the visitor's bench did you?” Lucille said a few minutes into the game.

“No we didn't.” Garth admitted.

“Gunners? Wishful thinking!” I shouted at the bench. “Gunners use gunpowder not bumpowder.”

“Or coconuts.” Tim added gleefully. “I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts...”

“Better be careful Tim.” I warned. “We don't want that lot doing the flick of the wrist when there are children present.”

I took a break to check on the scurvy knaves and the other kids. The scurvy knaves were using their phones to share the words of our team songs with the sick kids. I kissed the scurvy knaves. Fetched them each a half-pint of beer. Then I lifted Noah out of his wheelchair and sat him on Charlie's lap. The kids laughed when I kissed them both and got swatted for my efforts by Charlie.

“Sit down or sod off.” I shouted when one of the Arsenal assistant coaches stood up and looked around. “I'll be here the entire game giving you a hard time. We can kiss and make up after the game Sweetheart. I warn you though I'm so gay they named a rainbow after me.”

“The good thing is he won't leave you with any hard feelings or feeling hard.” Tim said.

“Wouldn't be the Christian thing to do.” I said calmly holding my empty glass behind me. Moments later a full one took it's place. “Usually that last passage of play is called firing blanks but where there's a fire there's a spark. Your spark fizzled out around the same time Moses lost interest in sex.

Oh when the Spurs, go marching in / Oh when the Spurs, go marching in / I wanna be in that number / Oh when the Spurs, go marching in.”

“I've never heard the fans sing this loudly before.” one of our neighbors said.

“The impressive thing is how they manage to stop laughing to sing.” Crystal said. “That's a really pissed assistant coach on that bench. Maybe we ought to check his blood pressure.”

“He might not live that long if Tottenham score before the half.” Caryn warned. “I'd hate to know what Rohan has planned when that happens.”

“Looks like you'll find out in a minute.” Holden said. “Tottenham have a penalty.”

“Wem-ber-lee, Wem-ber-lee.” I sang gleefully when they put the ball in the net seconds later. “We're the famous Tottenham Hotspur / And we're going to Wem-ber-lee.”

“And you're not!” Tim let the visitors know.

“Unless it's as spectators to watch a good team win the Cup.” I said.

“I'm glad it's halftime.” Frances said. “I'm worn out just watching and listening to those two. Food and beer is the only thing that will get their heads back in the suite.”

“Dinner time Dad.” Dylan said walking up behind me and Tim and swatting our butts. “You have to sing a blessing. No blessed Tottenham is not the one we want at dinner.”

One of the Hospitaller nuns decided to work harder on her meditation when she watched me go from hooligan to blessing the food with just a few minutes of grounding. The guys in the other suites couldn't believe it was me singing the blessing. I placed Noah back in his wheelchair so Charlie could eat dinner. Somebody mentioned grabbing a beer because the players would be coming out to the field soon. This was my cue to slip away for a few minutes.

“Uh-oh that looks like Rohan chatting to the Arsenal players at the end of the tunnel.” Holden said minutes later. “They look mad as hell.”

“I hope he doesn't have to hurt anybody.” Tim said. “You're right Caryn the cops will step in before that happens. The fans won't be too happy to see him shaking hands with smiling Arsenal players. We'll find out soon enough.”

“Now before you Lillywhites get irate I ain’t no turncoat.” I shouted down at the fans. “I thanked them for coming and giving us a chance to insult our neighbors. Then I told them I hoped they'd go down with a fight. They are going down. Never mind the players us fans will see to that won't we? Good. Now let's remind them that there's.....

One team in London / There's only one team in London / One team in London / There's only one team in London / And that isn't you.

Let's give them a second reminder.”

“And a third.” Adam suggested.

I did another round to check on the kids. Then I chatted to Garth who pointed to a boy who didn't have a drip attached to him.

“Are you feeling strong of voice?” I asked him taking hold of his hands. “Breathe deeply for me. You might feel a tingling in your hands but keep breathing. Now are you feeling strong of voice? Good. My name is....”

“Hooligan.” Caryn supplied. “Call him Hooligan.”

“I'm Max.” Max said. “Yes I am feeling better. Thank you. What was that trick?”

“I'll teach it to you after the game.” I said. “Right now we need to cheer Tottenham. You get to lead the next round.”

Garth was standing close so the nun didn't object when I lifted Max out of his chair and carried him to a window. Adam placed a cushion on the window ledge for him.

“Listen up you sorry lot of fans.” I shouted to the guys below us. “Yes that's you. You know it or you wouldn't have looked up. This brave young man is going through Hell. One of the few joys he has is visiting here. Yes that's why I said he's going through Hell. Can you imagine how rough his life is if you lot can make him happy? Anyways he's going to lead us.”

“Wem-ber-lee, Wem-ber-lee.” Max sang. “We're the famous Tottenham Hotspur / And we're going to Wem-ber-lee.”

Our neighbors added their voices when word got back to them about what was happening in our suite. The fans could tell from the blanket draped over Max's lap and his pale complexion that he wasn't well. They reached an all-time high in terms of volume. Max's eyes sparkled as he sang it again and again.

“Thanks guys.” I said when Max stopped.

“Thank you.” Max said. “You guys do make us kids happy. You're the best fans.”

“Almost as good as the Sunderland ones.” I said earning a round of boos.

Max hugged me when I sat him down in his chair. I went back to rile the bench. When Arsenal scored the assistant coach turned and gave me the finger. I blew him a kiss and told him the tamper was for shoving down a gun barrel not up his ass. Tim reminded me they weren't gunners so their education was lacking. The fans laughed when I promised to show three of their younger players what a true twenty-one gun salute felt like. They laughed harder when a couple of the Arsenal reserves heard me and blushed. That's why they wear red shirts we agreed.

“We are Tottenham, we are Tottenham.” I sang loudly. “Super Tottenham, from the Lane / We are Tottenham, Super Tottenham / We are Tottenham, from the Lane.”

I learned later the kids had fun taking turns getting me a refill when I held my empty mug behind me. They were too polite to swat me so the scurvy knaves took care of the swats for them. I waited patiently and joined in the singing as the game came down to the final ten-minutes with the score tied. Holden declared an extra thirty-minutes would be a mixed blessing. We kept the songs going nice and loud. There was no doubt in my mind it would end in regulation. I kept one particular song to myself for the right moment. When I saw the ball curling in so sweetly from a corner kick I knew.

“Yes! Yes!” I said fervently and loudly. “This is it! Watch guys 'tis a thing of rare beauty. Use your head lad! GOAL!

Glory glory Tottenham Hotspur / Glory glory Tottenham Hotspur / Glory glory Tottenham Hotspur / And the Spurs go marching on.”

“And the Spurs go marching on.” the fans sang with the joy that makes going to a game so worthwhile.

“This time raise the roof you sorry louts.” I cajoled them. “Glory glory Tottenham Hotspur / Glory glory Tottenham Hotspur / Glory glory Tottenham Hotspur / And the Spurs go marching on.”

We kept repeating that song until the end when we switched back to the Wem-ber-lee song. Tomek had followed Garth's drinking guidelines so he could join us in a celebratory drink. Five-minutes later he was asleep on Judyta's lap. I wished them a good night and thanked them for staying up.

Some of the fans stayed behind to sing a few more songs. I sent Dylan down to ask them to come round the other side of the suites so the kids could join them. Christopher obligingly got us another cask of beer.

“The moment I saw the ball in the air I knew we would score Tim.” I said easily. “There was a certainty. I could see it before it happened. Such a sweet cross can only end with a goal. We made it lads. There's still a long way to go before Wemberly. Yes Samantha we are going to watch Sunderland play a Cup game on Saturday. I've got more chance of bedding one of the Arsenal reserves tonight than Sunderland has of winning the Cup.”

“He's the guy in charge of the organization that pays for this suite and for the kids to visit.” Christopher said. “A non-profit organization that helps trains medical people and offers help to those in need. He's a part owner in a London bed and breakfast so I think he qualifies as a Tottenham supporter.”

“The inspiration that keeps his non-profit going was somebody he loved up North.” Garth added. “Yes, in Sunderland. That person got ill and passed on but he asked Rohan to set up a foundation to help others.”

“A second non-profit got inspired by the same person.” Caryn said. “What's your number? That will be the text with the link to the website. We do know the earl. He adopted Rohan a few weeks ago. You honestly don't think the hooligan hanging out the window expects you to use titles do you? Good. He'd rather you had another beer.”

Everybody agreed Caryn was almost as smart as she was pretty. They agreed nobody could ever be as smart as she was pretty. I arranged for the remaining beer to go to the Tottenham Supporters Clubhouse. A few of the members had stayed behind and promised it wouldn't go to waste. Max reminded me of my promise so I gathered the kids together and taught them how to draw on chi. I wasn't able to express my thoughts on how the girl in the bed could draw on chi so I gave Lao a call. He thanked me for calling instead of embarrassing him by trying to explain it.

“There are groups of nerves at certain parts of the body.” Lao explained. “Think of meridians as being roads. Some meridians are bigger like a highway. Then you get an intersection where some highways meet. This is where you find these nerve centers. You can draw in chi through these points. Imagine a big sun that shines on all the different planets just like the one sun shines on Earth. This sun is of energy so fine we cannot see it. Yes like an X-ray or a microwave. We can feel it though. Now this sun shines steadily on everything and everyone. When you ask politely for more chi then it shines a little brighter in your direction. So even if you can't stand on the ground you can ask for it to flow through these points in the body. I'll show you where they are.”

A nun demonstrated the different points under Lao's guidance. Some of the fans had stayed to listen in on the lesson and joined in with the kids as they practiced. Noah was eager to join in. We all thanked Lao who made them laugh by thanking me for another donation to his church. He hoped all my donations weren't bankrupting my church and leaving me a penniless priest.

“Rohan's not a priest he's a hooligan.” Max corrected Lao. “Maybe a hooligan priest then.”

“Definitely hooligan first.” Caryn said kissing Max. “You got that right. Thanks Lao. Now it's time for these wonderful children to rest. Our hooligan kept them awake with his antics.”

“That's why you took Rohan to the game.” Lao said. “Rest well. Rohan we must talk soon in person. Are you still coming back on Monday? Wednesday now. Okay I will speak to Caryn later if you don't know why. You can call me anytime in the next three hours Caryn. Thank you.”

“Thank you Lao.” I said. “We will talk next Thursday.”

“What a lovely man.” Crystal said. “I can understand why you'd miss him. Now let's help get these children home. They've been amazing.”

My Lady agreed they were amazing. I sang them a good night song. Christopher was well-known so the security guards had let our little group stay without saying a word. They let us and the last supporters out with a smile. One of the guards asked Christopher to thank Lao for him. He'd enjoyed the lesson and would practice with his kids. Christopher gave the guard his business card and told him he was welcome to call with questions.

Liam and Frances hailed a cab. I thought that was a great idea and hailed three cabs for us. All of us wanted to see Noah home. When we arrived Charlie told us he had fallen asleep on the ride home. I carried him inside and laid him on his bed. Garth took my hand in his when I insisted on waiting while Christopher checked on Noah.

“He's just in a deep sleep Rohan.” Christopher said. “His pulses feel stronger. The two nuns who are helping him with his exercising will be able to give him an examination. I will have them bring their medical bags with them.”

“I promise I will call for help if I need it.” Charlie said. “Rohan before we left the suite Noah told me he hadn't had this much fun in a very long time. I'm sure it exhausted him but he'll rest and wake in better spirits. Now I'm coming out to thank everybody for both of us.”

This time we stopped to drop Caryn and Holden off at home before making our way to the bed and breakfast. Dylan knew he would be spending tonight sleeping between me and Tim. I was so tired they had to settle for nothing more than a double team. Such a great day I mumbled sleepily when we slipped beneath the covers. The other two grinned and kissed me. Tim agreed we'd given them what-for.

“That's good.” I said and promptly fell asleep.

Garth insisted on Lucille and Henry driving us to Blyth. I had barely made it to morning meditations in time. When pressed I had to confess I was feeling a little weary. I fell asleep on the back seat before we made it out of London. I napped for almost five hours and woke just before we arrived at Blyth.

“Tim's inside picking up our scones for tea.” Dylan said. “You're looking better.”

“I hope those newlyweds had the sense to put the kettle on.” Tim said handing Dylan his treasure. “I'll text them a reminder. Oh looks who's woken just in time for tea and a nap. You're resting my Love. Remember Garth told you to rest all day. The fucketeers will prepare dinner.”

“Rohan the boys need to practice.” Lucille said. “Petersen sent them the recipes and shopping list. They can manage soup and sandwiches. Rohan I'm looking forward to getting some rest while the boys enjoy your surprise. I plan on being in bed around eight tonight.”

This time Samantha got to make sure I stayed in my seat. She snuggled under the blanket with me. I enjoyed my tea but fell asleep again right after tea. Before I had dinner Dylan brought me a smoothie. He told me Lao had come up with it from stuff we had on hand. The others were also enjoying one. We agreed it was refreshing to have a Lao smoothie that tasted good. Bananas, almond milk, molasses and a little whiskey made for a great smoothie.

I didn't even pretend I wasn't tired. Dinner had been delicious but I had barely been able to keep my eyes open. I reassured them I wasn't feeling ill as the fucketeers tucked me in. Unfortunately I was as mystified as them about why I was so tired. The boys told me they would call Lao again. I woke feeling just as tired. I insisted on morning meditation in the garden. Then I cooked breakfast and waited for our guests to arrive.

“That's your surprise knocking on the door.” I said. “You'd better open it.”

“Breakfast smells good.” Brother Albert said. “This is Sister Emelia and Zachary.”

Tim introduced the others to our guests. I told them I hadn't mentioned a word so they could break the news.

“Zachary is a retired Royal Marine officer.” Sister Emelia said. “He has kindly agreed to give the five of you two days of sailing instruction. This will..”

That's as far as she got before she got hugged and kissed. Lucille had to nudge Samantha forward. Samantha was the first to come over and thank me. The boys were right on her heels. I nodded in agreement when each of them warned me the hug and kiss was not the only thank you I'd receive for this surprise. Brother Albert told us Zachary had convinced him to test his boat in the open sea. He'd never have chanced it if Zachary hadn't told him it was good enough and been there to help him.

“Brother Albert did fine just on his own.” Zachary said. “He is a natural. This is just a basic course so you kids will be able to get the boat to go where you want it and know how to avoid collisions. I'll share what I can in these two days. Do you mind if Brother Albert joins us?”

“No we don't.” Dylan said. “What about Sister Emelia?”

“I'll have my lessons later from Brother Albert.” Sister Emelia said. “I'm going to help with meals.”

The boys agreed to let me walk with them when Henry told them he was driving down to the Marina so I wouldn't have to walk back. Samantha couldn't believe her good fortune even when she had her life jacket on. We watched them ride out to the catamaran in Brother Albert's boat. They waved at us. We waved back and left them to it.

“We'll need to make some treats for tea.” I said when we returned. “Sister Amelia would you mind finding us a recipe or two to try from the cookbooks I bought for the boys? Thank you. Make a list of anything we need from the store. I'm going to do a little Tai Chi and meditation in the garden. Please don't come out there because I'll be doing a mantra meditation and I promised to keep the mantras to myself for now.”

“We'll wave before we approach like Sanne and Elaine did.” Lucille promised.

One hour of mantra meditation mixed with some Tai Chi helped me start my recovery. I went inside to check on the treats for tea. Henry and Lucille popped out to the store for a couple of items. Two hours after leaving the sailors we returned with a picnic basket of snacks and flasks of tea. The boys brought the rubber dinghy in to meet us. I assured the guys we had our own set of snacks at the house.

“I'll bring them up for lunch in a couple of hours.” Zachary said. “We could all do with a gentle jog so don't fetch us.”

A gasping Tim leaned against the doorpost gasping for air at the end of his not-so-gentle gentle jog. Lucille decided Zachary was related to Catherine. We ate lunch in the garden. Brother Albert was having a great time learning from Zachary. The boys told me Zachary was a retired commodore.

“He also worked with the British equivalent of the Navy Seals.” Adam said. “I promised you wouldn't hold it against him.”

“Pater had to pound some special-ops guys on a train.” Dylan said. “He was so mad when the train arrived at the station he couldn't speak to their superior officers.”

“Despite this being a training exercise they rolled a stun grenade inside a train compartment with a child in it?” Zachary said in surprise after Morgan explained. “I'll make a few phone calls. We often go up against the special-ops guys in training. My guys will be on the lookout for these four guys. Tim won't save them this time. In such a small space Adam even the adults could have suffered severe injuries. I'd have used tear gas or a sleeping gas.”

“That's what I was expecting.” I said. “The gloves came off when I saw the canister. Now off you scurvy nautical nit-twits go. Yes Tim we'll bring you afternoon tea. Apart from the cooking I've been meditating and doing Tai Chi.”

By the time we started dinner I felt almost back to full strength. This proved handy because it was a raucous bunch that returned.

“Yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum.” Morgan sang. “I'm going to board an old man's bum.”

“We'll share him with our pirate band.” Adam sang. “The scurviest lads living off land.”

“Yo, ho, ho, and a bottle of rum.” Dylan sang. “Look out Pater your defeat has come.”

“We'll give the old guy a good what-for.” Tim sang. “And round it off later by giving him some more.”

“Yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum.” they all chorused. “We're quite fond of the old guy's bum!”

Sister Amelia ignored my warning that applauding would only encourage them. She pointed out they weren't singing about her so it was okay. I agreed with Dylan we had to have some rum with dinner. Sister Amelia was confident she could keep an eye on the stew and stir it while I helped the boys freshen up before dinner. Brother Albert was glad the two bathrooms were some distance from each other.

A double-team and a double fuck got us back in the kitchen surprisingly quickly. Samantha handed me a rum and soda before heading off to shower. Tim told Lucille they hadn't wanted to tax me while I was recovering my strength so they'd kept it quick. She told them she appreciated them putting my needs ahead of their desire for a longer shower. Then she gave them each a high-five. The others waited until we were all together before grabbing a round of drinks.

“What do you think of sailing Samantha?” I asked at dinner.

“I love it.” Samantha said. “I want to do some solo sailing or maybe with one other crew member.”

“Glad you like it.” I said. “Zachary how many would you take out for a lengthy sail in the catamaran? One that required sleeping on board for a few nights.”

“Ten. Twelve at a push.” Zachary said. “Seven or eight would be no problem. I'd be comfortable staying out for a month with that many people on board. Rohan there is nothing on my schedule for months. I was so happy to have something to do I offered to pay you for the chance to teach these pirates.”

“Then you won't mind coming to America and teaching them a little more about sailing would you?” I asked. “Obviously it depends on how tomorrow goes. You might change your mind after two days with this lot. I want them to learn some advanced sailing techniques. Enough for them to sail the catamaran across the Pond single-handed.”

“Getting the catamaran around to the West coast of America would be tricky.” Zachary said. “I assume you have another boat.”

“Yes I do.” I said helping myself to some more stew. “Large enough for them to have to concentrate if they were sailing it alone. Tim took pictures of it when he visited the cabin. I'm sure he has them stored somewhere accessible. Why don't you show them to Zachary while I make us some custard for the Tipsy Tart?”

“Rohan that's a lovely sailboat.” Sister Amelia said. “Twenty or thirty feet isn't it? A thirty foot sloop. Brother Albert and Zachary can get excited about it because it means as little to me as it does to you.”

“I could teach this lot a bit about sailing on it.” Zachary said. “All they needed to know to make them very competent sailors.”

“Tim please will you see if Elaine has time for a Skype call?” I asked. “Warn her we have guests.”

“Rohan what are you up to now?” Elaine asked without preamble. “No I haven't found a sailing instructor. Yes I'd love to learn. Why am I not surprised you have found somebody to teach me. Pleasure to meet you Zachary. Brave of you to teach that lot how to sail. Smart move not to do it in a submarine. The important thing with Rohan is never to take something on face-value. What's the part you're not telling me Rohan?”

“How would you like to spend between six and eight weeks with us on a little jaunt we have planned?” I asked handing the others bowls of dessert.

“You mean the Atlantic trip?” Elaine said. “Rohan if you aren't teasing me I might have to give you a thank you spanking. Would you guys be willing to put up with me?”

“We'd love to have you.” Morgan said. “I think my sister would love to have you on board. That's if she wants to come along for the ride.”

“Yes Samantha we have agreed if you complete the advance sailing course as well.” Henry said. “The decision is yours now.”

“I'd love it if you joined us.” Elaine said. “You can help me keep this lot in line.”

“Do you think I will be able to do it Zachary?” Samantha asked.

“I have no doubts.” Zachary said. “I have plenty of time so we can get in lots of practice. We could take part in some races if you guys want to get more experience.”

“I'll do it!” Samantha said. “This will be so much fun Elaine. I had a great time today. I'll thank you guys properly after I finish dessert.”

“Don't think giving me sailing instruction and a cross-Atlantic jaunt is going to allow you to escape without explaining why you look so worn out.” Elaine said. “You have the same sort of pallor as you did during your mantra meltdown.”

“Emotional stuff surfacing.” I said calmly. “I'm feeling stronger tonight. Of course I'll rest tomorrow. We're going to a Sunderland game on Saturday. Charles, Nancy, Lance and Griogair are joining us tomorrow. They'll arrive at tea time and eat all my scones if I know that mob.”

“When you get back visit the love nest for a few days.” Elaine said. “I'll speak to Lao. No need to trouble your housekeeper. She worries enough without any reason. Tracy is just as bad so we'll keep this between us.”

“You seem very calm about it.” Lucille said bringing a second round of dessert to us.

“I call Lao and chat with him about the Rohan enigma.” Elaine admitted. “All of us are trying to get a grip on how to relate to Rohan. The problem is he keeps changing things. Nobody really knows how getting adopted affected him. The superficial stuff is easy to spot but what did it loosen deep inside?”

“Try to chat with Daizan and Mu when you speak to Lao.” Dylan suggested. “The three wise men will figure it out. Let us know when you've chatted with them and we'll give you a call. I could use some help as well.”

“You need help.” Elaine said in surprise. “I've always seen you as the only one who knew how to react to the changes in Rohan without thinking about it.”

“We've spent quite a bit of time apart recently.” Dylan said. “There's also a lot going on in my life with the weapons training, workouts and soon I will have to start unarmed combat. Zachary will be visiting soon to turn us into sailors. I'm enjoying it all but it is a full schedule. I think I understand what dad is going through but I'd like to hear what the wise men say before I say anything.”

“I will speak to the three wise men sometime today.” Elaine promised. “Can you give me a call at four or five your time tomorrow?”

“We will finish at four so they can call you at five.” Zachary said. “Now that I am visiting America an hour is not important. Tell me Elaine does everybody over there cook as well as Rohan? The stew he made us was amazing.”

“Petersen is the closest.” Elaine said. “Stephen is coming along nicely. I think you'll find the food to your liking. Thank you guys. Chat soon. Get some rest Rohan.”

“Thank you Elaine.” Samantha said. “Morgan we have the best parents ever.”

“I think we should call it a night my Love.” Tim said. “I suppose a nightcap won't hurt. Dylan will call Charlie to see how Noah is feeling.”

“Hello Charlie.” Dylan said a couple of minutes later. “Dad wanted to see how Noah was doing. You guys were meeting the nuns and the kids. Yes we can do a Skype call. We're just allowing Dad a nightcap before we go tuck him in. You don't mind if we keep it short? A lot of good things have happened and I think they just caught up to him. He was very tired the last two days.”

“Hi guys.” Adam said answering the Skype call. “Noah you look amazing. I guess Kasper's treatments are kicking in. Did you enjoy your time in the garden?”

“The kids were wonderful.” Noah said. “They worked really hard. Rohan they come out for three or four hours so they can get their lessons in as well. Tomorrow will be the last day. Then it's just maintenance. Looking at Rohan you'd think that what I have is contagious. Glad I never saw him yesterday then.”

“Thanks guys for such a wonderful time at the game.” Charlie said. “I had a great time. The result didn't hurt. How has your day been?”

“Zachary is turning us into pirates.” Dylan said. “We're learning how to sail. When Dad's better we'll get him to teach us how to use a cutlass.”

“Telling the head of customs you're a pirate might not be too smart.” Charlie said. “Yes Scotland is out of my jurisdiction. Ireland and Wales are also somebody else's headache.”

“We'll behave in English waters so we have a place to rest up and refit.” Tim said. “My properties are in England so I'll behave.”

“Good then I won't tell Gregory of your decision to become pirates.” Charlie said. “Caryn visited us to discuss our redecorating plans. She told us she had two hours with nothing to do and it was driving her crazy.”

“That sounds like Caryn.” I said. “I bet she told you which pieces of furniture to keep and which to let go.”

“She was very kind and asked which pieces we wanted to keep.” Noah said. “The nuns were very kind as well. You have a very good organization Rohan.”

“We've had plenty of time to tweak things.” I said. “A lot of smart people have helped us over the centuries.”

“I think we'll let you go so the boys can tuck you in.” Charlie said. “I'm going to find something on TV to watch with Noah and it's almost eight. Thanks for calling to see how we were doing. We'd like to hear about your sailing if you guys have time on Sunday.”

“Why don't you pop over and have dinner at our place?” Noah asked. “We won't keep you up late.”

“That's fine with me if the others don't mind.” I said. “Looks like we all agree. Will you give Christopher and Garth a call and let them know? Thank you guys.”

The pirates would only allow me a repeat of our earlier sexual shenanigans. This time it was Dylan and Tim who double-fucked me while I sucked on Adam and Morgan's cocks. When they left the bedroom Samantha walked over to hug and kiss me. She told me I was spoiling her rotten. I asked her not to let her mom know. Lucille smiled from the doorway.

Henry, Lucille and Sister Emelia all helped me make some Chelsea buns for the morning tea. Then we made some pasties for lunch. Lucille and Sister Emelia collected the scones we'd ordered from the tea shop when the Scottish gang called to say they were approaching Blyth. Henry texted Zachary to ask if he could chase the boys up the hill. I was waiting for them in the shower. Henry directed them straight through. Some quick shower sex helped them recover from their run.

We rejoined the others in the garden. Samantha had managed to shower after Zachary and Brother Albert before we finished our shower. There was no hiding I wasn't moving as fast as normal. Our guests from Scotland didn't say anything. After tea Dylan decided they would call Elaine from the garden so I would be able to get dinner ready. Brother Albert, Sister Emelia, Zachary and Lance appointed themselves as my helpers. I told Lance I deliberately chose lasagna for dinner tonight because he would be here to help. He was eager to learn how to make a new lasagna. This one was a chicken and spinach in a creamy sauce.

“I leave you alone for an hour and you've got my son drinking wine instead of hot chocolate.” Nancy said coming up behind us and swatting my butt. “No I don't mind at all. Is the wine good Lance?”

“I didn't like it but now it tastes good.” Lance said. “Would you like a sip?”

“I think I can find a glass of my own.” Nancy said. “Thank you for offering. Cheers!”

“Rohan's teaching me how to make a quick garlic bread tonight.” Lance said. “Sometimes we don't have time to make it from scratch. Would you like to help?”

“I'd love to help.” Nancy said. “Let's get started. The boys will be in soon to drag you off to rest again.”

“Mollycoddling me like a man in his thirties.” I grumbled. “We'd better get the bread done. Lance melt the butter. You know what Fionola says about me.”

“Lots and more.” Lance said adding some more butter to the pot.

“You've got five minutes to get the bread done Dad.” Dylan said minutes later. “I get to sit on you first.”

Tim covered the two of us with a blanket because it would look cute. I had stretched out on the couch. The next thing I knew Tim was waking me with a kiss.

“Let's go freshen up before dinner.” Tim said pulling me off the couch. “You napped for a couple of hours.”

Despite Tim's assurance to the others we'd just be washing I had to blow him. The hot water felt really good and if I were going to linger under a hot shower in the company of a gorgeous hard-on then sucking it was only natural. The others had made us some salads. What a lovely meal I agreed. Lance got lots of compliments on his chicken and spinach lasagna. Tim promised to have me make it again so he could compile a recipe. Zachary threatened to make Tim walk the plank unless he got a copy of the recipe.

The boys shared their sailing days with our guests. Charles extended an invitation to Zachary, Sister Emelia and Brother Albert to join us for the game. When Zachary told Brother Albert he was happy to sail the boat back on Sunday they agreed to join us. I had Morgan call the hotel to book a room for Zachary.

This evening I insisted that even though I was relaxing I would stay awake and watch some TV. First order of business was sitting on a stool with Lace to oversea the pirates making cobbler. I promised to beat them with the plank if they embarrassed me. They can walk off it after I've beaten them I told Lance. Tim called that adding insult to injury. I called it job satisfaction. When the cobblers went into the oven I was led to the living room. The great thing about being in England was finding my favorite murder mystery shows on TV. Later Nancy, Samantha and Lucille helped Lance prepare us all hot chocolate. Tim snapped a picture of him carrying a bottle of whiskey to the kitchen.

“This one has some medicine in it.” Lance said handing me my mug. “You must come to the game tomorrow.”

“Nothing will keep me from the game.” I said. “I have a promise to keep to Samantha. There's something very important we have to do before the game. We have to get you and Samantha some Sunderland gear.”

“Mom and Dad don't have any gear.” Samantha pointed out.

“I'm decking you all out for being so good to me while I've dragged my heels.” I said. “No arguments. Enjoy your hot chocolate.”

Following my orders Tim bent over some pillows in the middle of the bed. I laid Dylan on top of Tim back-to-back. Dylan grabbed hold of his legs behind his knees to help keep his legs pointing up. That left their cute butts resting on top of each other. Right in the perfect place for me to spank them. I knelt next to them and began the spanking with half the paddle over each ass. Soon the paddle was dancing up and down across the surface of those two butts. A merry pace combined with a decent firmness got them reddened quickly.

“Sing songs about an old man's bum will you.” I said smacking Dylan firmly. “You as well Tim. I'll be popping some cherry-red asses tonight. You mark my words as sure as I am marking your ass. Yo, ho, ho and a well-spanked bum. Two well-fucked boys and a load of cum. What do you two think of the entertainment menu?”

“Moderately pleasant.” Dylan said. “Thoroughly painful. Oh gods how do you get a sting from such a short swing?”

“A flick of the wrist.” Tim said. “He must have practiced quite a bit before he met us. I'm ouch glad he did. Oh boy that stings. About the fucking my Love.”

“All in good time.” I said swatting his ass. “Both of you can count down from twenty-four.”

The boys did a good job of counting down between cries of pain. A curious Dylan continued to lie there with his legs up as I scooted around behind Tim.

“Yes my Love.” Tim said in bliss as I filled his ass. “Go on fuck your mate. Wait! Come back.”

“In a moment.” I said lightly slapping his butt with my free hand while my other hand guided my cock into Dylan's ass.

“Oh crap this will hurt.” Dylan said as I withdrew after two strokes.

“I'm so getting my revenge for this one day soon.” Tim said when I withdrew after three strokes.

Four strokes was the maximum. After I reached four the next round dropped back to three. We went through three sets from one to four and back down. I then stayed firmly sheathed in Dylan's ass for several glorious minutes of solid fucking. My turn to take control of when I came. I loved rubbing my finger over Tim's hole. No penetration just a gentle continuous rubbing in circles. Teasing him while fucking my son pushed me quickly to my orgasm. I climaxed as nonchalantly as my convulsing hips would allow. Gritting my teeth I muffled my cries of passion.

Leaving Dylan with his hard-on I slipped between Tim's legs and sucked his cock. I calmly drained his balls. Then sliding back out I took Dylan in my mouth and drained his. I had lifted Dylan off Tim and walked to the bathroom before Tim realized he ought to get up and join us. Since he was the last one in he got to wash us. Vowing revenge on both of us my sweet husband set about his task with vigor. Before we left the shower the boys thanked me for a lovely session. They thanked me for letting them speak privately with Elaine and trusting them to take care of me. I hugged and kissed them before stepping out for them to dry me.

“Maybe we should let them sleep and go play in the shower on our own.” Morgan said from the foot of the bed the next morning.

“Maybe somebody wants to find out what being spanked in the shower feels like.” I said sleepily.

“Maybe we ought to fuck the old geezers since we've walked all this way.” Adam said.

“Maybe the old geezers will spank two scurvy newlyweds.” Tim said. “Feed me your first load Dylan while somebody fucks me.”

I liked Tim's idea of the old geezers spanking the scurvy newlyweds. I took Adam over my bent leg while Tim did the same to Morgan. They discovered what it was like being spanked in the shower. Their smiles after their spanking came as no surprise.

Hot chocolate was waiting for us when we entered the kitchen. Lance had made certain mine had medicine in it. We meditated in the garden. While the breakfast casseroles baked I led the others on a short walk through my neighborhood. I sang a few blessings before switching to healing songs.

“Eat up! Eat up!” a lady who looked in her fifties said entering the house. “Tracy doesn't pay me to loaf and I can't clean with people underfoot. You've packed your bags I hope.”

“Er yes.” a startled Lucille said.

“Good. Good.” the lady said. “Call me Ruby young Sir.”

“You can call me Adam.” Adam said. “Pleased to meet you Ruby. Now where's my kiss? Thank you.”

This led to the others asking for their kiss. The adults even lined up much to her consternation. Samantha led her to the table where some breakfast was waiting. Lance brought her a mug of hot chocolate.

“You're part of our family.” Samantha said. “Join us for breakfast. Lance is on a mission to see we all get enough hot chocolate. Yours has medicine in it.”

“Does it ever.” Ruby said after her first sip. “I'm partial to Islay malt I must say. Very good choice lad.”

“Rohan bought it.” Lance said. “He promised to take me to Islay but it's a surprise for Mam so don't tell her.”

“Won't say a word.” Ruby said. “Delicious breakfast. Pleased to meet you all but you should get your bags loaded. I'm a housekeeper not a bellman.”

“You're lovely.” Dylan said hugging her from behind. “Thank you for being part of our Blyth family. I'm sorry we don't have time for tea.”

“I'm not going anywhere.” Ruby said. “Tracy is overpaying me. I'll get fat spending my extra money on treats. Put that plate down young lady or I'll box your ears. Scarper.”

We scarpered but kissed her on the way out. There was room for three more between the two cars we had rented with Charles' car. I had forgotten the three of them had traveled up by boat. Sister Amelia was happy to drive back tomorrow. There will be other days for boat rides she told me. Zachary drove us to Sunderland. Leaving our bags at the hotel early was no trouble. They agreed I had to get this lot kitted out before the game. I promised we'd take lots of pictures. The boys weren't going anywhere but the pub for lunch. Singing, dancing and good food put us all in the right frame of mind.

“We'll be back after the game.” I promised our waitress.

“That's a threat.” Tim said. “Come on my Love. They won't delay kick off for us. Time to scarper again. Tracy did great choosing Ruby. Let's go join in the bounce.”

“Oh we all follow Sunderland wherever we play,” a group including Samantha and the scurvy knaves were singing. “We don’t care if it’s home or away, / Coz we are Sunderland, and we’re proud of our name, / So we’ll all bounce around and we’ll sing it again / La la la la la la la la la la la la la Sunderland! / La la la la la la la la la la la la la Sunderland!”

“Come on guys!” I urged the others. “Once more for the old timers! Let's teach them a second song shall we lads?

We are the Sunderland boys, \ We’re the cock o’ the North, \ We hate the magpies and Boro of course, \ We only drink Vauxies, we never drink brown, \ The Sunderland boys are in town. ”

Samantha was having a blast. I lifted her up on her dad's shoulders as we continued along the street. When we entered the stadium I lifted her down. Everybody should approach the suite in good spirits but reverently I believed. Sensing my mood change the others paid attention.

“Always remembered. Always loved.” I said softly as I entered the suite.

“I feel the same way.” Charles said holding me tightly as I shed some tears. “Samuel wouldn't mind. What you guys might not know is today Rohan entered this suite for the first time as my adopted son. A suite that is a memorial to my son and the loving care Rohan demonstrated. Go ahead and read the articles. We'll be okay in a few minutes. A cask of Maximus is all the medicine we need.”

“Thanks Dylan.” I said accepting a beer. “Glad you got this to me before you died of embarrassment.”

“Hush Dad or you'll be embarrassed when I spank you in front of everybody.” Dylan said. “Us scurvy knaves like reminders that you are human. You might have an inhuman tolerance for beer but you are human.”

“You've got fifteen-minutes before kick off.” Adam said. “Enough time for you to get two pints in you. Oh I do enjoy a suite with windows that open. Hey guys spread the word so we're bouncing when the game starts.”

“Bouncing not prancing like some effeminate 'Castle supporter.” I said leaning over Adam. “I'll get this lot in the suite ready.”

“I don't think Rohan would set his beer down unfinished for sex.” Samantha said. “This is a special time.”

“Darn right I wouldn't.” I said kissing her. “You're one smart cookie. Now I know why your folks are so clever. Hereditary.”

“Huh!” Dylan said. “Never mind. Oh we all follow Sunderland wherever we play.....”

The good thing about supporting Sunderland is you never worried about the result. This was all about the experience because the team was bound to lose over eighty percent of the games. I told Zachary it would be a sad day if Sunderland ever got a half-decent team together.

“Wouldn't it be nice to have victories to celebrate?” Brother Albert asked.

“These guys couldn't possibly have more fun than they're having now.” Sister Emelia said. “Tim take a picture of Rohan leaning out the window. The other nuns will thank me.”

“Are you wonderful people ready for some anarchy?” I asked leaning a little too far forward. Tim grabbed my belt in time. “Thanks Luv. Well are you ready?”

“Fuck yeah!” they roared.

“I’m Sunderland til I die” I sang. “I’ll keep the red flag flying high / I know what I want and I know how to get it / I wanna destroy, the black and white scum / Coz IIIIIIII’ll always beeeeeee S.A.F.C.

Again you sorry sober louts. I'm Sunderland......”

Then it was back inside to kiss everybody as I worked my way towards the beer. Samantha was holding her sides. I kissed the top of her head, finished her beer for her so I could get her a refill and returned to my window.

“Hey ref if Sunderland scored you know he was off-side.” I shouted. “That's a given. We have to steal victories Dylan. That sorry lot couldn't play a decent ball game with their pants on. I wonder if our mate Leonard is here Tim. He's the only CEO lazier than me. He must get it from the soccer team.”

“Rohan you half-assed, half-drunk hooligan were you insulting me?” Leonard asked from the doorway.

“You're president of Sunderland F.C.” I said making my way towards him. “Anybody in their right mind insults you. Lovingly of course. We're scared if you resign from too much harassment one of us will get the job.”

“Heaven forbid.” Leonard said hugging me.

“Mercifully Heaven has.” I said. “You're a disgrace. The games only got twenty-minutes left and you were sober enough to make it to our suite without getting in a fight. Beers all round. Yes that includes you lad. You can join Lance in a half-pint. Griogair you are so lucky there are children present and no deep alcoves around.”

“I'd have sent the scurvy newlyweds to get a cask if there was an alcove around.” Griogair said. “Lucille I knew I'd get kissed. A wise man knows how brave he is.”

“This is my son Rory.” Leonard said. “He had to meet the living legend. This is my brave wife Libby. Our friends Maja and Roman. They're celebrating their engagement.”

“We must drink to their courage.” I said. “Will that cask be open before Moses finally decides what he's doing for an encore?”

“Are we drinking to their courage in getting engaged or joining us Adam?” Morgan asked curiously.

“Both.” Adam said earning a high-five from Sister Emelia.

“That's just earned you scurvy newlyweds the honor of leading a round of bouncing.” I said kissing them both. “To courage and marriage!”

“Courage and marriage!” the others said loudly raising their glasses.

“You know Rohan that toast made a lot of sense.” Lucille said kissing my cheek. “Now we know what your muse is.”

“They're amuse and bemuse.” Tim said brightly as we started a round of bouncing. “I hope you'll spank me later for that comment.”

“Such brilliance deserves nothing less.” Dylan agreed.

The game ended with Sunderland ahead by the only goal. We set the keg up outside the suite so we could get help emptying it. I told Sister Amelia there was likely rioting in the streets because we'd won a game and we didn't want to miss the fun. She agreed it was important to keep my promise to Samantha to let her enjoy the full Sunderland experience. The boys earned kisses from lots of pretty female supporters by handing out free beer. Samantha got kisses from the boys. When the cask ran out Leonard told us he had some things to go wrap up but he promised they would join us at the pub.

“We need a beer for my disappointed Dad.” Dylan called out the moment we entered the pub. “Where's the rioting in the streets?”

“We're still in shock that we won a game.” a fan responded. “I knew we might get a draw when I saw the ref's guide dog pee on the goalpost. No way in a million years I'd imagine we could win even with a blind ref.”

“Buy that sensible man and his friends a beer Dylan.” I said reaching for mine. “Why haven't you started pouring me a second? I got scolded the other day for half-an-hour for risking dehydration. Adam there's plenty of water in beer. The alcohol stops it from rusting your insides. Good man. We'll leave this card with you. You know the drill do you?”

“Taxi rides home.” the bartender said.

“Let me know if anybody objects.” I reminded him.

“And if you can't find him let me know.” Zachary said. “Rohan I'm buying you a beer for being the most responsible and generous hooligan priest I have ever met. Might be cheaper just to hire a bus.”

“I'll have the manager look into it.” the bartender said. “Fish and chips followed by bread and butter pudding. Three servings of each for you. Five more joining you. We'll get it done. Yes Rohan we'll break the rules and serve it to you in newspaper.”

“You can kiss me Dad.” Dylan said. “We tip the male staff unless they kiss us first.”

Sister Emelia thought it was a cosmic omen that my fish arrived wrapped in the comics section. Rory and Lance thought it very cool to eat fish wrapped in newspaper and drink half-pints of beer. They loved watching the boys trying to steal my fries. I rolled up the comics and smacked their hands. Adam hoped getting his hand smack was an omen. The manager came over to let me know he'd arranged for a bus to park outside to give people a ride home. He asked me if I'd like to announce it because the fans would take it better from me.

“Right you lot listen up!” I bellowed. “There's a ride outside to get you guys safely home. My friend here has kindly agreed to help organize it. You guys will need to leave at different times so we don't have a mad rush for the bus at closing. Woman and children first. Anybody thinking they can stagger home or driving or take public transport will have to pass a breathalyzer test at the door. There's a couple of guys in uniform to do the testing. We won't have any trouble at all will we?”

“No!” the crowd shouted. “To Rohan!”

We drank. I accused them of toasting me so I'd have to buy them a round in return. They grinned unashamedly when I told them they were the cheapest most lovable fans in the world. Leonard bought them a second round and insisted on paying for the coach. He'd heard about the taxi rides. Charles grinned when Leonard told me the club would arrange a bus after every home game. Samantha was falling asleep against Lucille before we left.

I hailed a cab for Sister Amelia and Brother Albert. The fucketeers promised to give a donation to their chapter house in return for all of their help. Leonard and his group thanked us for making it so much fun. We took two cabs back to the hotel so Samantha could rest more comfortably. Zachary understood the nightcap ritual and chose Scotch. Nancy told us they were joining us on our trip south. Charles wanted to check on the orphanage. None of them wanted to miss my surprise. None of them volunteered to take my place. None of them could take my place Tim told me.

“Zachary it takes place Monday morning around eleven.” Tim said. “I have to share it with Emily in Poland and a few other people. You're welcome to join in on Skype.”

“I don't mind Zachary although you will most likely see me fall apart.” I warned him. “This surprise is something special they tell me. How you make a garage conversion so epic is intriguing. I'm glad it will be over soon. This has been a challenging week for me.”

Tim received a not-so-epic but jolly good spanking before bed. He fucked me while I fucked Dylan. We returned to London in time for lunch at our pub. Then we spent a lovely afternoon and evening with Noah and Charlie. They took us to see the garden. I told Charles I wanted to spoil the kids for all their hard work.

“What about a special outfit for the kids?” Caryn asked. “I'm certain the young designer can work with Lawrence and come up with something practical but stunning for each of them. She'll also get some good practice making thirty of them.”

“That is a lot of work but if she designs them I will get some of the monks and nuns to help sew them.” Garth said. “I think it is a great idea.”

“We could put on a fashion show afterward to help raise funds for the orphanage.” Nancy said. “I know these two guys are itching to get their hands on a second orphanage. There must be a balance Charles. You can't go spending all your money and end up homeless yourself. Other people also like to have a worthy cause to support. Stop being selfish.”

“I'll get some of my musician friends to help provide music.” Benjamin said. “This will also be good for your young designer friend Caryn. Wonderful idea.”

Charlie led me in to the kitchen to help finish preparing dinner. Petersen had shared some recipes with him. I didn't know that Garth had asked Charlie to rope me in because it would help my nerves. They kept this a secret. Charlie had planned on serving us roast chicken pieces with lots of vegetable sides. I taught him the secret to making a good pan gravy. We seasoned the vegetable dishes together. I warned Charlie he would get a kiss from Lance for serving spinach. Charlie wanted to learn how to make cobbler. The others had found a soccer game but I was too wound up to really get into the game. Garth told the others it was better for me to cook.

Charlie and Noah were joining in the Skype call in the morning. Noah announced he was going to stop taking his regular medication tomorrow. He still had some left which he would keep. The two nuns would watch him closely and visit him daily for the first week to see he was managing okay. Charlie told Noah it seemed easy enough to change the recipe for cobbler to make single servings. All they needed were some smaller bowls. Noah made Charlie promise not to buy ones that were a lot smaller. We made it an early night.

Despite my nervousness at the unveiling of my surprise I managed to channel my Lady in the morning. Ingrid, Phyllis and Stan were traveling down with us. I learned that Vernon, Sister Faye, Pastor Ewan, Matilda, Bell, Grace and Christian would be joining us for the unveiling. When they had finished their breakfast Christopher and Lance relieved Leanne so I could have some time with her. I told her I was sorry we hadn't got to spend much time together. Tim promised we'd be back soon and would go out for a meal together. The train proved quicker than driving so we rushed off to catch it. We barely made it.

The others were waiting for us outside the garage. While we greeted and introduced our Scottish family to the others Caryn and Tim placed a Skype call to Hafiz.

“As-salamu alaykum” Hafiz said.

“Wa alaykumu s-salam.” I responded instinctively with my hand over my heart. “Been far too long my brother. That felt good.”

“Memories of the market.” Hafiz said. “Rohan it was a lot of fun and a great honor to work with Caryn on this project. You will understand soon enough why I can honestly say it will lighten my heart and make me smile when you visit Winchester. There is no sense in dragging this out any longer. Your other guests are with us and ready to see the unveiling. You can give my thank you kiss to Caryn.”

“That's if she survives the first one.” Ingrid said. “Stay close Caryn. You can follow Rohan's example and meet your fate with similar courage.”

“I could do with some support Caryn.” I said drawing her close and keeping an arm around her. “Give me a moment to gather myself and we'll enter together.”

The arched double wooden doors had given me a clue but I was still blown away. I stepped through the doorway into Arabia. Before the tears burst from me I bent Caryn backward and kissed her soundly. Then I kissed her for Hafiz. Tim stepped up on my left and slid an arm around me.

“Fucking hell it's exquisite.” Tim said. “Oops. Excuse my language. Oh my Lord there is so much beauty in such a small space it's overwhelming.”

Caryn had separated the sleeping area from the living room with fine gauze panels suspended between the ceiling and the floor. I could feel there was a radiant floor heating system. Although there were lots of cushions and rugs we had a couch and two armchairs around a low coffee table. The kitchen was compact but so well done I knew I could easily cook for six people. There was a lovely cezve with six small cups on a tray for brewing coffee.

“The sideboard looks familiar.” I said quietly stepping closer to the intricately craved piece.

“We saved some money by reusing some stuff.” Caryn said. “I was confident you'd like it because it came from your room in Ta'izz. Hafiz also had your bed shipped over. He promised to replace the furniture before your next visit.”

“Thank you Hafiz.” I said wiping my eyes. “This is truly a very epic and heart-warming surprise.”

“There is one other surprise.” Hafiz said. “I'll wait until Tim has connected the laptop to the TV and the others are ready to watch with you. Let me know when they're ready.”

“This space isn't going anywhere.” Marion said. “The sooner you finish the surprises the sooner Rohan can get over the shock. Come along everybody.”

“Some more friends wish to say hello.” Hafiz said flicking on a light to reveal three figures who had been hidden by the shadows.

“As-salamu alaykum Infidel.” they said in unison.

“Wa alaykumu s-salam camel thieves.” I said with a grin. “Have the wounds healed from my last visit?”

“I know we marked you.” Adil said with a snort.

“Only because the beauty of the lady in the store blinded me.” I said.

“Bah it was the beauty of the shop owner's son that distracted you.” Fayiz said causing the others to laugh. “We did have an advantage because the women wear veils.”

“Speaking of a son how is Hamid?” I asked.

“Much better thanks to you and the wisdom of Hafiz' monks.” Adil said. “He still lacks feeling in part of his arm but at least he is alive with two arms and we didn't lose any camels. Much to our shame Allah had to work through an infidel to save my son. I will try to atone before I die but it isn't easy to make good on such a debt with God.”

“Hafiz I think you should have your monks chat with Kasper.” I said. “He's working miracles with that cellular healing stuff.”

“That's a good idea.” Hafiz said. “I will have the monks treating him call Kasper today. Adil it might help ease your burden to know Rohan has become a Sufi master. He studied in the mountains on his way back to Europe.”

“How can he be clean if he drinks?” Adil responded.

“The prohibition against drink is because it dehydrates people in our climate and the effects are stronger in this heat causing people to behave with dishonor.” Hafiz said. “The product itself is neither good nor bad. You know this and it is just your fear that stops you from embracing the changes Rohan brings.”

“How fitting the man is a Sufi fool.” Mahmud said with a smile. “My brothers and I won't admit it but we miss you. Hafiz tells us we have Christopher to thank for the entertainment he sends our way. They are afraid to face us on their own though and couldn't steal a camel from a deaf and blind virgin with one leg.”

“As-salamu alaykum, excuse my pronunciation.” Dylan said stepping forward.

“Wa alaykumu s-salam young warrior.” Mahmud said kindly. “You did very well. Rohan hasn't taught you our fine language yet?”

“No we've been a bit busy getting into shape and practicing our weapons training.” Dylan said. “I will speak to my tutors to see if we can fit in learning your lovely language.”

“How did Rohan end up with such a wise son?” Adil asked.

“Genta says he bribes the gods.” Adam said with a grin.

“That sounds like him.” Adil said when they finished laughing.

“I wanted to thank you for taking good care of my father and not hurting him too badly.” Dylan said. “Perhaps one day you will allow me to buy you coffee and show me the marketplace you played in.”

“God willing we will do it young warrior.” Mahmud said. “Maybe you will consider playing in the marketplace with our sons. You will train your sons in the proper use of a real sword won't you Rohan?”

“Yes I will.” I said calmly pulling Dylan close to me. “Hafiz returned my sword to me. I will arrange for a real monk to visit soon and help you lose some of that fat.”

“This isn't fat it's just a very relaxed muscle.” Mahmud said. “Send him over and we'll chase him around the marketplace. How many friends will he bring?”

“He'll come alone the first time.” I said. “When he visits a second time he will bring you a surprise.”

“One infidel against the three of us stands no chance.” Adil said. “Still if he wants to play we'll entertain him.”

“I'll wager three camels on the infidel.” Dylan said.

“You have a wager young warrior.” Fayiz said. “Hafiz you will adjudicate and choose the camels. We know you are a man of honor even if you keep company with some strange people. The sun gets to us all in our lifetime. A pity it got to you so soon.”

“We all have our cross to bear.” Hafiz said. “Good to chat with you Rohan. We must go prepare for evening prayers.”

“Ma'a as-salamah.” I said bowing my head.

“My Love you are just full of surprises.” Tim said when Hafiz ended his call. “Dutch and now Arabic. You keep on impressing me. When did you learn?”

“I spent hours adjusting to the heat by sitting in the marketplace so it seemed like a good way to pass the time.” I said. “Gives you a little edge if they don't know you speak the language and I needed every little edge I could get with them. Now let's take a closer look at the place. I'm starting to get hungry. A pity the gang couldn't join us for this unveiling.”

“Don't worry my Love.” Tim said. “I am recording it and sending them a copy. We can chat with them later today. We're spending the night here. You can woo me in Arabic. This space will be incredible in candlelight.”

“Lunch is almost ready at the farm.” Grace said. “Christian was a big help in decorating this place. He did a lot of the sewing. Rohan he's a little shy so I'd be grateful if you'd wait until after the Skype call to thank him. I'd love to send him some flowers. We'll stop at a florist on the way to the farm. Tim please get the others to the farm so we can slip away.”

“Gladly.” Tim said. “We'll be there in about thirty or forty-minutes.”

Grace helped me choose three bunches of flowers. Before we had lunch I gave a bunch to Christian, Ingrid and Caryn. Grace had prepared a lamb biryani for lunch in keeping with the Arabian theme. Tim had taken pictures of the space and put them up on the TV as a slide show for the catering crew to see. I fielded a lot of questions from my sons about being a Sufi master. I tried to explain the term master was like priest and not our English definition of master.

“Yes Master.” Adam said. “What I'd like to know is why Master hasn't made us this delicious dish before?”

“Which leads one to wonder what else you are holding back.” Morgan said. “I think we need to have a house meeting to find out when we return home. We will be having our own house meeting with Dylan to discuss learning Arabic. I'm certain we can fit it in even if it is just for an hour a day. How long do we have before we visit your friends in Yemen?”

“I think at least two years.” I said. “You guys need to build up some muscle and practice your Arabic. Hafiz will arrange for some of the monks and nuns to help you.”

All too soon it was time to make our way to the train station. Lucille asked Morgan if he wanted to stay here to spend more time with Marion and nearly got knocked off her feet. Henry managed to keep her upright while Morgan hugged her. I suggested we meet at the airport tomorrow. This meant saying goodbye to our British friends now. I told Grace at least now I had an extra day to get over the sadness that always accompanies saying goodbye. We would join Grace and Vernon for breakfast.

“Why don't you spend some time with Vernon this afternoon Beloved?” I asked Tim. “All I'm doing is cooking and a little reading. You can join me to chat with the gang.”

“Thank you my Love.” Tim said. “I'd like that. Come along Vernon we only have a couple of hours.”

I walked the others to the station before going shopping. Christian came along to show me the specialty grocery stores. I needed to make up a particular spice blend for dinner. Christian told me he'd love to help me prepare it. I promised to send him home with some of it. He agreed we should make some for Grace. We bought some extra chicken pieces for him to cook for himself and the staff at the coffee shop. Sabrina and Grace had helped him relax a lot. The change had been dramatic and quick. No regrets he assured me. We chatted about Caryn's outfit. She'd received a lot of compliments. Both of us agreed it looked better on her than it would on us.

When Tim entered he found me stretched out on the couch reading. He laughed when I asked him to get the rice started and to put the chicken in the oven. The sweet lad brought us both a beer from the fridge without asking. Our friends in London joined in the call because they wanted to see the place in candlelight. Caryn got more compliments on her outfit. Abby wasn't surprised I'd shed a few tears when I saw the space. She scolded Tracy for not dusting the apartment properly. My housekeeper thought it was wonderful I couldn't cook for thirty people in the space. Leslie agreed our dinner was the smallest meal she'd ever seen me prepare.

“This has been a very long trip for Rohan.” Lucille said when my housekeeper commented I was looking pale. “I'd expect him to look pale. There's also been a few emotionally draining events. What he needs is to get back to some regular insane workouts and sparring. The list of what he's done while in England and Poland these past two months is staggering. What's really impressive is he did most of it without any help.”

“Lucille's right.” Leslie said. “We enjoyed a holiday in England but for Rohan a lot of this is work. Very good work but still work. You don't have any plans for the rest of the week when you get back do you Rohan?”

“I thought I'd give myself the rest of the week to check-in with you guys.” I said. “Thursday I will chat with Lao. I'd like to get in a couple of workouts with Catherine. Then we need to get the boys homeschooling and other training schedule figured out. I have to see what Brother Murray has come up with for the Colorado wedding present. Zachary is coming out to give sailing lessons. Hopefully this will give me a month to take it easy and work on my unarmed combat.”

“Friday afternoon I will pop over so we can have a chat and cook dinner together.” Leslie said. “Ivan please make sure we have some nice meat for dinner.”

“We'll negotiate after our call but I can do biryani for the gang.” I said. “Ivan we will need some lamb and some chicken please. Thank you.”

“Speaking of insane workouts.” Catherine said. “Frederick has helped me come up with a business plan and I'm opening my gym Rohan. Thank you so much for suggesting it and financing it. I think it will be ready for a test run on Wednesday but I'll hold off until Thursday. I want you to give it a test run. Lao is joining us for this workout.”

“Please keep us posted.” I said. “A short email or text later will be great. We're hanging out here then taking a train straight to the airport. Garth and Christopher are helping get the others to the airport with our luggage. Morgan and Adam are spending the night at Marion's inn. Sounds like the alarm for your chicken Beloved. You'll want to turn off the rice as well. Dinner smells good.”

“Tracy we're having an Arabian meal tonight.” Tim said getting up from the couch. “You and me are both surprised that I knew a traditional chicken, rice and lentil dish from Arabia. The meal is surprisingly easy to prepare. I turned on a burner under a pot of rice and placed a roasting pan in the oven. Then you put all these other ingredients in a pot, turn it on, cover and wait for it to boil. I'm sure you simmer it for a bit. Nothing to it really.”

“I'll be happy to share it with you Tracy if Tim gives it his approval.” I said. “Yes it is the chicken dish I want to do with the biryani.”

“Ow! Hot!” Tim shouted from the kitchen. “My Love I had to taste it before serving it to you. I wanted to check I got the spice and salt right. Nailed it Tracy. Guaranteed to get you laid. Well it's getting Rohan laid tonight.”

“We'll let you go finish preparing your dinner Tim.” Leslie said with a smile. “The space is gorgeous. Yes a lot like Ruby. She was such fun to interview. Glad you like her.”

“We'll chat when you get back Boss.” Tracy said. “Enjoy your last night in Arabian England.”

“Bye guys.” I said. “Simmer for twenty minutes Tim. Now tell me Lance what are you having for dinner? Pizza sounds delicious. I'm glad Charles is getting you a beer to share with Samantha. Did you have fun at the game?”

“Yes I did.” Lance said. “You were very funny. I don't know how you stay out of trouble.”

“None of us including Rohan knows how he does it.” Tim said. “I think God has so much fun She keeps him out of jail so he can entertain her.”

“Time to say goodnight to Rohan and Tim so they can go eat.” Nancy said. “Goodnight Rohan. We'll say goodbye at the airport tomorrow.”

“Was that a couple of bottles of white wine I saw in the fridge my Love?” Tim asked kissing me. “I'd love a glass. Right after we get naked. This space screams nudity.”

We ate and lounged and kissed and touched each other all night. Lying on the couch with a naked Tim on me was a great way to watch TV. I swallowed a load when he proved too tempting to resist. Then we opened the second bottle of wine and returned to watching some TV. Around nine Tim turned off the TV and asked me to whisper sweet nothings in his ear in Arabic. I recited some Sufi poems and stories for him.

“We need to do some sunbathing soon my Love.” Tim said. “The ghost white legs ruin the effect. I could close my eyes but who knows what will happen. We've proved you're a scoundrel, a pervert and a bastard. Poor innocent little me might end up being ravished. Let me roll over and face you so you can see I have my eyes closed. Must I repeat the hint for you Scoundrel? You can get started on me while you finish your wine. I go very well with wine.”

Kissing him put an end to another whine in the room but I didn't think it would be good to mention it. I was too busy kissing a naked teen and words would have gotten in the way of the kisses. Tim stretched out on top of me and settled in for a lot of kisses. We knew this would be all about tenderness. My husband loved going down on me for several minutes and returning to kiss me. I wasn't allowed to offer him the same torment.

“Scoundrel I am pleasing you tonight.” Tim said. “You got the ravishing started. Now relax and enjoy being treated. I like the taste of you. The smell of you. Are those Arabians sounds of pleasure Scoundrel? We have a theme evening going tonight.”

“I'll give you an Arabic spanking if you're not careful Imp.” I threatened with a smile. “Better get that cock inside a bit of a Brit soon.”

“Always in such a rush.” Tim said. “I'll impale myself in your bed. Gods I've been dying to test it all afternoon.”

My husband found a lumpy bit in the middle of the mattress. He promised to pound it out for us. I promised him a pounding if he didn't get on with the impaling. The boy got on me. The impaling soon followed. I was finding the tenderness very arousing. Tim rode my cock facing me so he could lean forward and kiss me.

“Tell me Scoundrel did you take the shopkeeper's son for a ride on this bed?” Tim asked. “Oh that's so hot! Hmm that feels so good. Gods I won't last long. Lend me a hand Scoundrel. Quickly! Faster! Harder! Yes oh sweet Lord yes!”

I loved staring at a cock while jerking it off. When I was fortunate enough to have my cock stimulating it from inside it was an even better experience. Staring down the barrel I jerked my husband off. When he cried out in pleasure I thrust my hips up and toward me. Driving as deep as I could inside of him I kept fucking him through his orgasm. My own orgasm struck before Tim had finished spraying me with his cum. Tim fed me his cum with his fingers while we regained our breath.

“I blame the ambiance my Love.” Tim said later when we snuggled beneath the covers. “I thought taking it slowly and gently I would last longer.”

“You're not alone.” I said. “Surprisingly erotic or maybe it is you just driving me mad with desire again. We'll have to conduct further ravishment experiments in different locations.”

“You've done a good job of removing any innocence so we might as well press on for science.” Tim agreed sweetly. “Sleep well my Love.”

“Sleep well Beloved.” I said kissing him goodnight.

The scurvy newlyweds helped us with our experiment the next morning. They came to fetch us for sunrise meditation at the farm. Since they were here and we happened to have some time to kill they thought they'd try coax some Arabic sweet-nothings out of me. Their coaxing was very firm. Adam had greater success coaxing them out of me than Morgan had with Tim. He remained cheerful saying he'd have a reason to try again another day.

“We must stop and fetch Marion.” Morgan reminded me for the third time. “She really wants to join us. I'm amazed at how quickly her energy has returned.”

“Trust me becoming pain-free can release a lot of energy.” I said. “The arthritis might not have healed completely but if it has eased up enough to no longer be painful Marion will appear very energetic by comparison to how she was a month ago.”

Bella was nursing a flask of coffee. Marion hurried us along. I teased her saying it was Grace's breakfast that really got her out of bed. She hugged me and thanked me for bringing so many wonderful people into her life. She had been very lonely since her husband died. That had all changed. Monks and nuns visited to play cards or bring her tea time treats. The inn staff stayed for dinner at the end of their shift. They would often watch TV with her. Even if they had plans she found the time passing so quickly now she had a TV to watch.

“One last sparring bout old man.” Vernon said after our meditation. “Broadswords.”

“I would be honored.” I said accepting the sword. “The rest of you might want to stand well back today.”

This was another bout of free swinging swords. Nothing held back from the first to the last swing. Attack flowed into defense and back to attack. Vernon forced me to defend for a long stretch after my first attacking sequence. Then I pressed Vernon. He glided out from in front of me and pressed me backward. When we locked blades close enough to kiss Grace called an end to the bout.

“Tim make certain Vernon doesn't linger in the shower.” Grace said. “Adam and Morgan get Rohan rinsed and back here quickly. Marion needs her breakfast.”

Adam and Morgan went back to the inn with Marion to say their goodbyes. I let Tim go for a walk around the garden with Vernon. Sister Colleen took me to admire the gates on the vegetable gardens. She was very proud of the garden. I listened to her as she pointed out the different vegetables. She couldn't wait to see how much they produced. Everything would be weighed before it left the garden so she could keep a record. Understandably we lingered a little too long over our goodbyes. Grace handed us some sandwiches to eat on the train back to London. Vernon gave us a lift to the station.

“I'll call you soon.” I said leaning out the window as the train left the station.

“Me to.” Tim said poking his head out next to mine. “We love you.”

I pulled Tim close and settled back to enjoy the passing scenery. There's nothing like the English countryside I thought and allowed myself to feel happy for a while.