Its amazing what happens when you really get the opportunity to switch off from the daily grind. I hadn't realised how disconnected I had become from René until we came away on this trip. I could feel the stress melting as the plane glided over the Atlantic and I began to see him again like the first time. His softness… the tenderness wrapped inside his masculinity. I also noticed for the first time in a long time how he looked at me. Really looked at me… what follows on from this reconnection is also a nookie re connection. The mischievous care free nookie that makes you feel like a teenager again. (not that I was having great sex as a teenager… I was more like a-bag-o-spuds in those days!) Mum and dad had just bought a second property which we visited on our second day in Georgia. Dad said we could hang out and watch telly whatever. he had some odd jobs he wanted to do out in the grounds so he left us too it. We looked around the house which was very quaint but in need of some desperate tlc and before we knew it we were bonking on the bedroom floor carpet. We could see dad through the window down at the bottom of the garden to check he was not coming back!!! I did feel a little guilty my folks being god fearing an’ all, but it was so naughty! As penance, I went out and helped dad feed the chickens grinning throughout the whole thing!!