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Hello, I posted part 1 of this story a while ago. Part 2 is now, finally, ready. However, as I re-read part 1 I realised that there were some errors, so I fixed those and am now posting parts 1 and 2. Thanks for reading. Break up in Spain - parts 1 and 2 My girfriend of eight months, Sarah, and I had gone on holiday to Spain. We'd hired an isolated villa that was about forty minutes drive from the nearest beach. The isolation of the villa meant that we got it pretty cheaply compared to those closer to the beach and popular tourist destinations. We were looking forward to ten days away. The beach was not a popular one and most of the time it was empty. We found a pleasant alcove where we would lay and sunbathe. Three days into our holiday we were at the beach, it was a lovely, sunny day. We heard some cars pull up at the top of the beach. There was no parking area, people just pulled to the side of the road and then walked down a narrow path to the beach. At one point we heard laughter and shouting and a group of eight people came onto the beach, six girls and two guys. All of them were heavily tattoo'd and pierced. They looked at us and put their stuff down not too close to us. Sarah and I carried on reading. They pulled out a radio and turned it on loud, opened some cooler boxes and started passing round beers. A while later they started throwing a frisbee. Sometimes one of them would miss their catch and it would land near us, showering us with sand. After the fifth time it did this we decided to leave. We packed out stuff up and started walking to the path. We had to walk pass the group in order to get to the path. The ringleader of the group, an intimidating, loud, woman who'd been drinking quite heavily, stepped in front of us. "What's wrong? Are we spoiling your little love nest?" "No, not at all," I replied. "We were leaving anyway to go have some lunch," I replied, smiling and stepping round her. "Bullshit!" she replied and moved to block me again. Two more girls approached to join her. "They think they're too good to be on the same beach as us," the one said. "Yeah, fucking snobs," the other replied. "It's really nothing like that. Look we don't want trouble, we're leaving to have lunch," I replied as forcefully as I could while again trying to step around them. "Have lunch with us," the leader responded. "Thanks, but no." I started walking past her when I heard Sarah cry out. I looked back to see that the remaining girls had surrounded her and were holding her. "Let her ..." My protest was cut short as the leader kicked me in the balls causing me to drop to my knees, holding my painful balls while dry heaving. Before I could move all our stuff was grabbed by the group and taken from us. The guys joined the group and they, the leader, and one of the other girls had a whispered conversation. Finally the leader laughed and shouted out, "Hell yes!" The following seconds were a blur as hands pawed at me and held me down as my swimming costume and t-shirt were pulled off of me. Judging by the shouts I guessed the same might be happening to Sarah. They released me once they'd stripped me and I stood, looking for Sarah. I saw that she was surrounded by the remaining girls and was also naked. My clothes were thrown to her and she quickly put them on. The leader approached me swinging Sarah's bikini from her fingers. "Put these on." "Come on, you must be joking. Please, this is ridiculous. Just let us go. We haven't done anything to you. Why do you want to do this?" "Because we can," she replied simply, a huge grin on her face. I heard giggles and mutterings of approval from the others. "Put these on and then you'll be closer to leaving." She threw them on the sand near my feet. Everyone stood back as I slowly reached for the bikini bottoms and hesitantly stepped into them. Pulling them up my legs. Then I reached for the top. I slipped my arms into the straps and tried to fasten the clip behind my back but was unsuccesful. Someone helped me. I felt ridiculous standing in front of all these people in my girlfriend's bikini, and I felt totally humiliated as I saw Sarah looking at me dressed that way. Unfortunately for me Sarah is a "girly" girl. She likes frills and lace. So the bikini bottoms were a flowery print with a short skirt round the waistband and frills round the legs. The top had frills round the edges of the bra cups. On her the costume made me randy as hell, on me I just felt totally foolish. I stood awkwardly as the group giggled and taunted me. Some took photos. They made me pose in silly poses. One of them lay a large towel down and told me to pose on it as they took more photos. They made me stand with Sarah and took photos of us as a couple. We followed their instructions and smiled and did our best to look happy. They held our phones against our fingers to unlock them and even took photos of us on them, threatening to send them to our contact lists. Sarah was led away by three of the girls. One of the guys approached me and stroked my face. "You look pretty ridiculous dressed like that. Do you like wearing girl's clothes?" "Of course not! You know I was forced to do it by you and your friends," I replied angrily. In response he grabbed my balls and started squeezing. I reached for his hand but two of the girls rushed over and took a hold of an arm each. I begged him to stop as he squeezed harder and the pain increased. My legs started buckling but he held on to my balls forcing me to stay upright and causing me more pain. "Do you like wearing girl's clothing?" he asked as he looked into my tear filled eyes, a large smile on his face. "Yes," I croaked out. "Yes what?" "Yes, I like wearing girl's clothes." "But you look ridiculous in them." "I know I look ridiculous but I still like wearing them. Please let me go," I coraked out. "Remember how to answer bitch or you'll get more of that." He released me and I fell to the ground holding my tender balls. "Get up." I quickly stood up. "That's much better," he smiled. "Who's your master?" "You are." "You are what?" "You are my Master." "Is it true that you're a girly clothes wearing sissy?" "Yes, it's true that I'm a girly clothes wearing sissy." "Wow! We got us a quick learner here," he said turning to the lead girl. He turned back to me. "Good girl," he said smiling and yet threateningly as he patted my cheek twice quite sharply. "On your knees. Now." "Please, don't do this, just let us go," I pleaded. I looked round desperately trying to find a friendly face that I could appeal to. All I saw was a lot of amused faces watching proceedings and Sarah, being held by two of the girls looking scared. "Get on your knees now or I'll make your girlfriend do this instead." I got on my knees. He stood in front of me and lowered his swimming trunks revealing his semi erect penis. "Kiss it." "Please, we haven't done anything to you." "Kate, bring the girl to me, her boyfriend would rather watch her do this than protect her. At least you know how much he loves you now," he called out loud. "Stop! I'll do it." Slowly I leant forward and for the first time in my life I tenderly kissed a mans cock. He stepped closer to me and made me look up at him and smile. He looked down at me and photographed me using my phone. He placed his cock against my upturned face, resting it so that the tip was between my eyes and took more photos. I could feel his balls against my chin and his pubic hair tickled my lower face. I knew what was going to happen and I knew I had no choice. I wasn't a fighter, I had never been in fights at school and was intimidated by these people. Also I couldn't exactly run for it leaving Sarah alone. So when he told me to hold his penis and give him a blowjob I did. He grew to full erection within a few seconds of me opening my mouth and reluctantly closing my lips around him. The initial taste was one of salt which I guess was because he'd swum in the sea. I closed my eyes to somehow try minimise the revulsion of what I was doing but he told me to keep them open. At the edge of my vision I could see the rest of the group, Sarah included, watching what was going on. I bobbed my head back and forth keeping my tongue pressed against his dick and trying to keep suction in my mouth as I did so. I could feel his foreskin move as I moved and the muscle of his erection yielded slightly against my lips. Following his direction and keeping his dick in my mouth I looked up at him as he took photos. I was doing my best to keep my teeth off his penis but occasionally they'd scrape against it. Thankfully, after a while he pulled his dick from my mouth and told me to worship his balls. I licked, kissed and sucked on his hairy balls as he jerked himself off. As he was close to cumming he told me to look up at him and open my mouth wide. A few seconds later he came, shooting his load into my waiting mouth. Some of it missed and shot over my nose and into my left eye. As he came some of the girls laughed and clapped. One of them shouted, "Make him swallow!" Another said, "No, make him savour it for a while." He looked down at me and smiled as he rubbed his softening dick against my lips, wiping the last drops of cum onto them. One of the girls came to me. "You missed some," she laughed as she used her finger to wipe the cum off my nose and away from my eye, putting it in my mouth. "Stay like that," he told me as he looked at Sarah. "Come look at your boyfriend. He needs a bit of practice at giving blowjobs but he does make a good cum receptacle." Sarah came and looked at me with an uncomfortable expression. I felt totally embarrassed kneeling on the beach,my face turned up, mouth wide open showing a load of cum. "Kiss him." She looked shocked. "No!" "If you don't kiss him I'll make him swallow and he'll have to give Eric a blowjob as well." She didn't look at me. "You're sick! And no, I will not kiss him!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. The only reason I was kneeling with a mouth full of cum was because I had tried to protect her from having to give the guy a blowjob! Eric was called over, I was told to swallow what I had and I had to repeat the entire process with Eric. Sarah had been told to stay where whe was as I'd serviced Eric and so she'd always been in my field of vission as I'd been forced to perform all these acts. I couldn't help but note the look of disgust on her face as she'd watched. Finally I knelt, looking up, mouth wide open holding another load of cum. The main guy spoke, "Kiss him now and we'll let you leave." "I will not do anything so disgusting!" WTF?! I had been forced into wearing a girl's bikini, sucking two cocks, worshipping two sets of balls and swallowing one, soon to be two by the looks of it, cum, and she refused to do something as simple, even if unpleasant, as kiss my cum filled mouth so that we could end it all?! I was really angry, the worst she'd had it was a few minutes of nakedness between when they stripped her of her bikini and then made her put on my costume and t-shirt! The selfish bitch. She refused to kiss me, I had to swallow Eric's cum and some of the girls led me away. One of the girls handed me a drink. "Here, have some orange juice, it'll get rid of the taste of cum. As you drink, watch Lisa." Lisa walked to the sea. Once there she stopped and did a wedgie check by putting a finger under the leg band on either side of the bikini and running the down, pulling her bikini bottom away from her bottom slightly and out to the side. She went into the sea, repeating the wedgie check every few seconds. Then she turned around and walked out, as she did she lifted both hands and, with elbows out wide, she ran her hands over her head pulling her hair into a ponytail as she did so. Then she looked down at her chest and adjusted her bra cups. Lisa was a very pretty girl and I almost forgot my predicament as I watched her while drinking the bitter orange juice I'd been handed. I looked across at Sarah who was arguing with the guys. Lucy spoke, "She seems a bit selfish. Everything you did for her and she wouldn't even give you a kiss. Just think, you could have been on your way back by now if she'd given you that last kiss. Anyway, I don't mind, we can play with you a little longer thanks to her selfishness. Go with Kate and remember to do exactly as I did when you're at the water. And smile and look happy. The more you do as we say the sooner you can go home." Kate turned out to be the girl who'd wiped cum off my face. I followed her to the water's edge, and into the water where we swam a little before getting out. All the while I remembered to do wedgie checks, check "my" bikini top and as I left the water I did the hair thing as well. If Kate didn't have so many tattoos she would have been an extremely attractive woman. I noticed that Sarah was sitting on a towel with three of the group around her. She was watching me and I couldn't quite work out why she was looking as angry as she was. As we stood at the waters edge Kate spoke, "Wow, looks like you enjoyed that. I am honoured." She was staring pointedly at my crotch and I looked down and realised with horror that I had a huge erection that was pulling the front of the bikini bottoms out of shape. I guess that in the cold water and Kates attention I hadn't noticed it growing. Fuck! This was embarrassing. "Listen, we're going to be leaving soon anyway. I'll talk to Eric, Rick and Alison and get them to let you go. Your bikini top is skew, you better adjust it." And she walked toward the group where she spoke to the to men and the woman who seemed to be the leader. There was a lot of laughter and glancing at myself and Sarah as I slowly walked back to her desperately wishing my erection would go away. It didn't. I got close to Sarah. "Enjoying yourself? What is it, wearing my clothing or sucking cocks and balls that turns you on? Or is it a bit of both?" There were various cat calls and comments from the girls that heard what Sarah had said but before I could respond Eric called out, "Sissy! Come here! Now!" I went over to them, my mind still dealing with Sarahs attitude. "Your girlfriend is quite a ball breaker! You,on the other hand, are a gentleman, they way you sacrificed your dignity to save her from humiliation. The bad news, for you, is that she was just telling us how she was planning to break up with you after this holiday. So she will do nothing to help you. We do feel sorry for you but also feel that you need a lesson so that in future you're not so naieve. Nothing teaches someone better than a dose of humiliation and, for us, we enjoy humiliating. So it's a win win. So there are a few more games we're going to play and then you can go. Now, before we begin, do you want the photos we've taken sent to your and your girlfriend's contacts?" "No, please don't." "Ok, so the correct answers are yes or like a girl, whichever seems most appopriate for the question. Remember that. And be enthusiastic, beg if necessary." He raised his voice so the whole group could hear. "Right sissy, would you like to give the girl's oral or, now that you've tasted cock for the first time, and you're wearing such a pretty bikini, would you like to see what it's like to be fucked like a girl?" FUCK! The bastard! He was going to totally humiliate me in front of Sarah and she'd think I was doing it willingly. "Fucked like a girl," I mumbled, avoiding eye contact with anyone. "What's that, we can't hear," one of the girls called out. Eric was lifting my phone and tapping on the screen as he looked at me. I spoke louder, "I want to see what it's like to be fucked like a girl." There were giggles from the girls and a gasp from Sarah. "Really? Ok. I see you've got a huge erection, do you get excited wearing womens clothing?" He still had my phone in has hand. "I do." "And does wearing women's clothing make you feel like a girl? Don't be shy, answer in detail," he said, raising my phone again. "It does. The bikini is very pretty and after sucking your cock earlier I feel like a girl. That's why I want to see what it's like to be fucked like one. Please." "Very well, your words, together with your very obvious erection, have convinced me that this is what you want. Katie, get some lube and hand it to his girlfriend, she can lube the sissy up to help his first time. Sissy, go to your girlfriend." "Fuck off! You're pathetic. I can't believe I wasted eight months with you! If you want to be fucked like a girl then don't expect me to be a part of it. You disgust me." Some of the group laughed, others cheered. "Oh dear, sissy. I tell you what, the condom I'll use will be lubed so that will help. You can suck on my dick for a while if you want, try get some spit on it?" I was humiliated. Sarahs words had cut deep. But so had the fact that she had been planning to leave me. I was led to a towel, made to go on all fours, facing Sarah. I slobbered over Erics condom covered cock as much as I could, he went behind me, pulled the bikini bottom to one side and started pressing against me. It was not comfortable. I tried to relax but my sphincter would unconsciously tighten as he pushed. He kept up a running commentary about how tight I was, and how I was clenching down on him. I answered yes whenever he asked me if I was enjoying myself. I wasn't. At one stage as he pushed in I felt some sharp pains almost like tears. Finally he was in and I could feel his body pressing against my buttocks. He wasn't gentle. His sole aim was his pleasure. He pistoned in and out of me, sometimes he'd take his cock so far back that I thought he'd finished but then he'd ram it back in to me. One of the girls commented that I must be enjoying it because I still had a huge erection. All the while Sarah watched with a look of total disgust on her face. Finally he came. He pulled out of me and I started getting up. "No stay there. Girls can have multiple orgasms, that was your first, I'm sure you can have another." The other guy came over, and without a word, started pushing into me. He went in easier but it was no less painful or humiliating. Finally he came. Eric allowed me to stand up and as I did I adjusted the bikini bottoms. The men used some hair elastics given to them by the girls to attach the tied up, used condoms, to my hair on either side effectively giving me condom pony tails. "Okay, that was fun. Give your girlfriend her bikini back and she can give you your costume and t-shirt back and you can go." "I'm not wearing that costume again ever!" Sarah being helpful again. "Not after he's worn it. Look at him, fucking fag sissy, he's still got a huge hard on! He's enjoyed all this!" We were handed back our stuff, phones included. One of the girls whispered to me that the orange juice was laced with Viagra, Sarah didn't hear, and I knew that she wouldn't beieve it anyway. I took the bikini top as we walked, well I did a kind of hobble thanks to the pain in my arsehole, back to the car I immediately ripped off my "pony tails" and we drove in total silence. As we drove back Sarah kept glancing at my, unfortunately, still obvious erection. Finally she spoke. "They recorded and photographed a lot of that on both our phones." I was relieved that she was finally talking to me again. "I know, we need to delete it and not tell anyone." "Yes. We still have seven days left, it could be awkward after all that happened. But if you did as I said then we could avoid that awkwardness. I'll delete them when we get back from holiday." Silence, the miles rolled past. Sarah started typing on her phone. "Pull over and recreate the pony tail look if you agree." I glanced over at her phone, it was angled slightly toward me. I could see photo of me smiling at the camera with a dick laying across my face, and thanks to today's phones, the depth of field was good enough that you could see I was wearing a bikini. I slowed the car down and put on the indicator. ===== Part 2 I pulled the car into a layby. "What the fuck Sarah? What's gotten into you?" I asked, genuinely confused. "You disgust me Graham. You got a huge fucking erection from the moment they put you into my costume! And then, to make things worse, you even had an erection as you sucked on some guy's cock and while they fucked you in the arse! How fucking sick are you?!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "For fuck sakes Sarah! I was doing those things to stop them from doing things to you! You should be thanking me! And just to be clear I did not have an erection from the moment they made me wear your bikini, I..." She interrupted me. "That's true, you got a fucking erection just after sucking two cocks! I'm really not sure you're helping yourself there. And the way you went into the sea, rubbed your hair back like a fucking woman! My god, you even did wedgie checks! Jesus fucking christ, you were acting like a girl and you had a huge fucking erection the whole time! You still have one! What us it, you still excited at what just happened?" "SARAH! Seriously! And before we forget, they told me that you were planning to leave me after this holiday. Is that true?" "It is. Graham, for a while now I've been thinking that Wendy and Rachel are right, that you're a bit of a wimp." Fucking bitches. Wendy and Rachel were her best friends, theyd never liked me and I knew I was always having to prove myself against their poison. "Graham, after today I think they're right. You didn't fight, you actually asked to be fucked in the arse, you told us all that you like wearing womens clothing. And you had a huge erection throughout. You can't even deny it, they took photos on on both our phones for fuck sakes. Look, look at your erection!" She shoved her phone in my face showing me a photo of me, wearing a bikini, being fucked, my erection clearly visible. She continued. "So here's what's going to happen. You're a pathetic wimp. I dont respect you any more. I have your phone, I have many photos on mine. You will do as I say otherwise I'm going to embarrass you by sending those pics to your friends and mine. You have a decision to make, pick those condoms up and put your pony tails back or I will start sending photos. You have a minute." She started a stopwatch on her phone and held it out to me. I decided to call her bluff. I grabbed for her phone but she kept it out my reach. It was deeply ingrained in me not to hurt a woman and so I looked at her frustrated. The click reached zero and started playing some tune. She smiled. I watched in growing horror as she, opened a text with Wendy, attached a photo of me wearing her bikini and typed "I guess you may be right, look what Graham got up to." And looking me, she laughed and sent it! Then she opened a text with Rachel. I begged her to stop and at the same time I picked the condoms up and frantically started putting them back in my hair. Her phone rang. "Hello Wendy." "I know right! Seriously, it is him. I swear he really enjoyed it." "No, don't send it to anyone else. I'll tell you all about it when I get back okay?" "Okay, bye bestie, see you in a week." She smiled at me as I finished attaching the second condom to my hair. "That's better, still in my bikini and with those cute ponytails! Who's my favowit liddle sissy poo?" She burst out laughing. The worst part if the drive back was going through the town close to the villa. Wearing only her bikini I was convinced that everyone was looking at me and judging. They weren't. Well not everyone. Some people saw me and I caught the occasional smile, double take or frown. Back at the villa sarah had a shower and I poured us some drinks. I sat on the verandah waiting for her to come out. Thankfully the villas were arranged so that you couldn't overlook the neighbours so I felt confident no one could see me. When she dis come out she was wearing one of my shirts which hung down to mid thigh. "Here's what's going to happen Graham. You will do as I tell you to do until we get back to England. You will not argue, you will not be reluctant, you will convince me that you are enjoying yourself. Every time you fail one of those orders I will send one more photo to wendy and I will add one more of my friends to the list of people I'm sending your photos to. Right now you're kind of okay, Wendy will keep her mouth shut because I asked her to. Rachel will be the same. So the only shame for you is that they will know and believe me when you get back they will remind you that you know." "Outside of Rachel and Wendy I can't guarantee that my other friends will not start telling their friends. For every three of my friends that I send photos to I will sent to one of your friends. Only you know how discreet your friends will be ... from what I've seen of them you should be worried if I send one of them a pic. So, right now Wendy has a pic of you in my costume, that's embarrassing but it can be explained away as a bit of a joke, if you obey me then I'll even back you up that we wee playing around. But imagine if the next photo I send is of you on your knees sucking a cock. Not so easy to explain. Do you understand Graham?" I had no choice. "Yes." "Good. One more thing, from now on you will always refer to me as princess, understand?" "Yes princess." She laughed at me. "Let's go to the poolside, bring a towel." A few minutes later she was laying naked on a sun lounger, her legs hanging off the edges and I was kneeling on a rolled up towel "worshipping," to quote her, her pussy. She had a few orgasms and then I had to kneel there just gently kissing her, occasionally licking her, basically keeping my face close to the pussy that owned me, to use her words again. Finally she told me to go have a shower and that we'd go out to ???? Which was about a 45 minute drive away. I was more than happy to finally get out of her bikini and try scrub all the disgusting reminders of the day away. I stood in the shower for a long time, leaning against the wall, the warm water cascading down on me, eyes closed and in turmoil about the events of the day and Sarah's behaviour. Things didn't improve when I got out the shower, in fact my nightmare only got worse. Walking into the bedroom Sarah spoke. "I've been chatting with Wendy. We both agree that you're a wimp. I think she used the word sissy. She thinks it'll be fun to show you who's in charge by doing a bit of role reversal. Traditionally men are in charge in a relationship. You, quite obviously aren't. So I'll be wearing your clothes, you'll be wearing mine. You have twenty minutes to go through all my clothes, try on those that you think you can wear, and decide on an outfit to wear tonight." "Sarah! Please! Can we discuss ..." "Oh dear. Let's see what photo I should send to Wendy now. Blow job? Being ass fucked? Hmmm, so much choice." "Sorry princess. I forgot. You are right. Please princess, don't send any more photos to your friends." "Last chance sissy. Now start deciding on your outfit, and just pretend I'm not here." She filmed me going through her wardrobe, looking at all her clothes, trying some of them on. All, apparently, voluntarily. Of course I knew that with every passing moment I was getting deeper into her clutches. The more photos and videos she had the more control she had over me not to mention that with every additional video the chances of me bluffing my way out of any photos already taken of me was getting remote. I settled on a pair of denim shorts that weren't too short and a white tshirt. The sleeves were shorter than my normal shirts but otherwise I felt it was as close to a male tshirt as I would get. I headed to the shelf with my boxer shorts when Sarah stopped me. "What do you think you're doing sissy? I told you you're wearing my clothes, I meant all of them. You're the weak one in this relationship, you can wear the panties and dresses." "Sorry princess." I went to her pile of panties and took a plain cotton pair which I pulled up my legs. Then I put the shorts on and started putting the tshirt on but Sarah had other ideas.i had to put a bra on. I rummage through the pile of bras. Many of them were padded to some degree or another so I rejected those. I settled on a plain white bra, unpacked and basic. I tried putting it on but struggled to get the hook and eyes connected behind my back. Sarah told me to do it up in front and then slide it round my body to the correct position and then pull it up. Of course all of this was filmed by her. Finally I put the tshirt on. I looked at myself in the mirror. Not the most macho look but it wasn't overtly feminine either. Her shoes didn't fit me ... thank god, so I was allowed to wear a pair of my own trainers. I did have to wear a pair of her socks though, I'd never worn anklets before. The night was ok. She made it clear that she was in charge. I had to fetch drinks. I had to fetch food. I had to call her princess ... that was embarrassing but I hoped that most people would assume it was just our term of endearment. The remainder of the holiday wasn't too bad ... as long as I ignored the fact that I was wearing her clothes all the time. On the plus sideshe didn't make us go anywhere too public. She did make me buy a pack of seven cotton panties from a local chain store and those became "my" panties. On the day we flew back she completed the online booking and then explained to me that she'd booked us separately, I was not to acknowledge her until we cleared customs at home where Wendy would pick us up. She also told me she'd packed my suitcase and left me some clothes to wear. She'd locked my suitcase and would give me the key as we got to the airport. The outfit she'd left me was a pair of black cotton leggings and, thankfully, one of my t-shirts. I was allowed my trainers, but I had to wear her socks, a pair of "my" panties, and one of her bras. No amount of pleading would get me to change her mind. The time came for us to head to the airport. As we drove she was on the phone to Wendy. She sent her a photo of me showing how I was dressed and they laughed and chatted about me. I realised that when we landed my life was probably going to get a whole lot more embarrassing. =============== If you liked this story please leave a review or email me at sis.e.mel.m gmail.com and please feel free to visit my blog at https://mygirlyplayspace.blogspot.com/. I am making 2020 the "year of the sissy" and am documenting all the things I get up to as part of my sissy playtime. My blog will have weekly updates. Please feel free to comment or contact me if anything grabs your attention or you want to share ideas.