A brief description of a week

Sunday, 21^st August

We have heard back from Steelwerks and they have suggested 2 visits. We have asked them to make a belt out of stainless steel, at the moment it is fabric. We had looked at different device manufacturers, but decided to go with people he knows. The belt needs to fit properly, so we need 2 visits (at least). I have heard back from my father, his step children would like to meet us, so we are going to his house for dinner on the first night. At least we will be able to excuse ourselves fairly quickly, claiming we are tired from travelling. Then we are meeting Ruth in Anyers, we will meet her at Father Morris's house. She had a huge argument with her eldest son about Ben. Father Morris has been a rock, supporting Ruth and mediating. I hope his other parishioners are easier! I guess Jonathan sees himself as head of the family and he has to replace his father. I would like to meet him in a dark alley and teach him a lesson!

Only 2 more weeks work! I am thinking again, what will I do all day? But I have so much to do:

Sort out the paperwork, get the bathroom refurbishment organised, Mats and Sahid to move into the flat, the Germans will move out in October, and then we are taking possession of the club and we need to finalise drawings and find contractors.

Thursday, 25^th August

The boy got his results, he passed his speaking and listening with 93%, and his writing and grammar

with 73% and 81%. He is disappointed with his writing score, we have to wait for the corrected actual work to come back, so we can see what he got wrong. I think he did very well. Ingrid suggested he does a formal course, working with our students will help him with writing and grammar. She is happy to continue with him, but would find it difficult to challenge him. She mainly teaches beginners, a teacher more suitable for his level will be better.

This afternoon we bought him a swim suit. What a choice! After trying quite a few models, we found one which fitted him well. He has already been swimming!

Oh, we had a thank you note from our visiting puppy and his Master. That is a nice gesture.

Stine and Torben are back from holiday tomorrow and we have invited them for dinner Saturday evening. It will be nice to have Django chasing a ball in our garden, a real dog.

My aunt has kept the puppy Ben fell in love with. Apparently he is still sometimes looking for him. She has sent us a photo of Ben and the dog, he has got it on his wall, along with his other photos.

Sunday, 28^th August

I had an early yesterday and Ben went shopping for our dinner on his own. He met with Ingrid for lunch, and then popped to the Centre to see Sabine. She is going to Nepal for 2 months. He is sad to see her go, but it is a great opportunity for her.

When I got home he had everything ready for cooking. We invited them to come early, so the boy can enjoy dinner with us. We had a cold eastern front, and it has become very cool in the evening. I have prepared the fireplace outside, we had used it Friday evening, and then it was almost too warm. This way we will be able to sit outside.

I had put Ben into his sleepsack in front of the fire, after he had been for a swim. He is only allowed to go swimming when I am here, and then he has to stay close to the house. He promptly fell asleep. I only let him sleep for a short time, then I woke him by inserting a cold metal vibrating plug, switched to a high setting. I had to interrupt it, while I tied him down, he was wriggling so much. I straddled him with my body and rubbed my growing cock on the leather. I fondled his dick, eventually taking it out and allowing him to come in my hand. Then he took good care of me, licking my balls and sucking me off. We had a lot of fun, cut short as he needed to clean himself. Food and digestion can be such a bore!

It was very nice spending time with Stine and Torben, and Django was pleased to see Ben. We told them about the other “dogs” we had visiting. We marvelled at the modern human brain, and why western people experience all these “problems”. One does not hear about paedophiles, or extreme kink behaviour, or other psychological problems from people who live a less western lifestyle. I guess, in Africa they have witchcraft, and many mental illnesses are thought to be curses from witches, and in old times people used the most appalling torture. I guess torturers might have experienced sexual pleasure from it. I have never been to Thailand, but Swedish people like it there, especially in winter. I have heard from people who have travelled there, the ladyboys are widely accepted and it is common. There are probably more transexuals/ would be trans men in Thailand than in the west. Anyway, enough of this.