Chapter 23

I woke the following morning to see Sue heading out to the bathroom. I knew I had a hard-on, and I really wanted to use it. Then I heard the shower running, and I knew that there would be no fun and games this morning. I glanced at the clock, and it was six o’clock.

I could hear noise coming from the stables; the girls were out and about early. I guess it was because it was such a nice day.

I got up, made the bed, and went down to the kitchen to make coffee. I took it back upstairs. Sue was getting dressed. She had her bra and knickers on. I slipped up behind her, slipped my hands around her waist, and kissed her neck.

“Oh, you are such a bad man!” she giggled and then wiggled out of my grasp.

She turned around and we kissed. She pushed me away and smiled.

“We have so much to do in the next few days, I am sorry!” she said, and I knew she meant it. Her project plan still had a lot of tasks left on it, and I knew that I had little time to get things sorted.

“No worries,” I said and slipped my boxers off. Sue looked down at my erection, and she bit her lip.

“Stop teasing me!” she giggled, “save that for this evening, I promise you some fun and games!”

I smiled and headed into the shower. By the time I was showered and dressed, Sue was making more coffee and breakfast. There was little in the cupboards, so we had cereal and toast. She had bought some Rice Krispies, my favourite.

“So, what’s the plan for today?” I asked.

“Right, we will go and have a look at the stables, it’s one of the ones with a new roof,” Sue said as she poured us both more coffee, “Then we need to go and do some shopping, and then drop off some cheques at the bank,”

“Okay, sounds like a plan,” I replied.

“I am sure we will need more paint and brushes”, Sue said and stood up. She put her dishes in the sink.

I did the same and started to wash up We left the stuff in the drainer and got our boots on.

We walked over to the tool shed, and I got the tape measure. Sue had her notebook and a pencil.

The stable block looked great on the outside; the new roof looked good, but inside, it was a complete mess.

We needed to buy new glass for two of the windows, the lock was fucked, and the stalls all needed some attention. Both floors were full of crap. It looked like the upper floor had been used by the pigeons while there had been no roof. Its floorboards and walls were thickly layered with bird shit.

Sue made a list of the gear we would need.

“Sue, I think I should make a start here whilst you do the shopping!” I said. There was so much to do.

“Do you mind?” Sue said, “I feel bad leaving you to do all the hard work.”

“It’s cool, if this place is to be ready by the weekend, we need to crack on,” I said. Looking around, there was no doubt it was going to take some hard work to get the place spick and span.

We left the block and headed to the tool shed.

“Right, I will get the stuff for the Burdens and the stuff for this block and then do some food shopping, then go to the bank,” Sue said. She looked around to make sure we were not being watched before she blew me a kiss.

“Okay, I will see you later!” I said as I put tools into the barrow.

“Right two things, wear a mask when you are clearing the pigeon poo out, there is some sort of disease you can get from it, and is there anything you would like from the shops?” Sue asked. She still had her notepad and a pencil in her hand.

“Okay, do we have some masks?” I asked.

Sue pointed them out on a shelf above the workbench.

“And I need some deodorant and some shaving foam, please,” I said, and she wrote it down. I only shaved twice a week, but I still needed foam.

“Right, I will call in the stock orders for the shop, and then I will head into town,” Sue said and gave me a smile that made my knees turn to jelly.

So, Sue went back over to the farmhouse, and I headed over to the stable block. I put a mask on and went up to the top floor. I swept the evil-smelling crap up; in some areas, I had to use a shovel to scrape the floor.

I took two barrow loads of bird shit over to the compost heap. Then I went back to the stable block and started to move some of the old crates and feed sacks that seemed to have been deposited there over the years.

I used the barrow to move the crap to the fire pit. The pile was getting big, so I went to the tool shed and got some matches and some paper. It took a few minutes to get the fire going, but once it was made, it made short work of the debris that had been piled up.

The stables were really coming to life. Horses were being ridden; horses were being groomed. I could hear the chatter as the girls worked, and in some of the blocks, I could hear music blaring from radios.

It took five more trips with the wheelbarrow to clear the ground floor. Then I put my face mask back on, went up the ladder, and started to sweep the walls down, ready for painting. I opened the window to let some of the dust out. The walls also had some evidence of bird shit, plus spiders and their webs. I brushed down the walls and the woodwork around the windows.