Today, most true men in England watched the rugby. However the romantics of this fine land were on our hands & knees in our English country gardens, connecting with English soil.
Mr Walker, after his family had left him for the day, entertained his new mistress alfresco but, sadly, not to his total satisfaction. I put his disappointment down to sore knees, inexperience & over-excitement. I’m sure he’ll be along presently if these facts are not completely correct.
But I too have been canoodling in a back garden, but with Trinnie, the new girl in my life. Today this beautifully tanned creation was man-handled, spread-eagled and pegged down firmly on the lawn until she had given up struggling. There followed tender stroking with soft brushes and the ingestion of syrupy fluids. Then, cruelly, I left her there, tethered to the ground, whilst I luncheoned.
Replete, I returned to her, but now with another companion: Oook. Oook is a svelte, beautifully put-together beast of a girl. Mr Walker would have given his right arm to have had Oook in his garden this afternoon. Instead, he was tangling with a difficult, uncooperative German girl. Oook is an English Rose, raised just over the border in Scotland, one of Mrs Nesbit’s beautiful off-spring.
Introductions made, I proceeded to couple Oook to Trinnie’s bonds and before too long I saw that we were now a beautiful threesome: A heavenly match. We shall soon be escaping England for adventures abroad, in Scotland.
TRINNIE, SHELTERING OOOK – CLICK TO ENLARGE
OOOK, NESTLING WITHIN TRINNIE'S BOSOM – CLICK TO ENLARGE