"I'm 19." "You sure look like you're older than 19, honey." I said " yeah, I got that alot. " It was the tits. People always assumed I was older than...I was because of them. "Damn. You're still practically jail bait", he said with a sly smile. My face reddened again and I laughed nervously. "Nah. I'm old enough to vote." Oh my God. What the hell is wrong with me? Old enough to vote? Seriously? Did I just say that to the guy I've been masturbating to for the last 3 months? He burst out laughing. I behaved like a brat, a spoiled brat. I saw them kiss and Ifreaked. I don't know what came over me. I'm so ashamed. I had no rightto be jealous. He doesn't owe me a thing. Now if only I could get Danielto understand that I just panicked. So many feelings, so many emotions,I ran away.I'm 27 and I've never felt like this. I've been hurt once or twice butthis ... this is different. I feel like I'm falling, endlessly falling.I crave him so bad. How did this happen? I need him so much. I. 9 more.?i sense him raising the belt again with a energy behind it that frightens me a little. Down it comes on a lower part of my back. i feel my body shake with the blow. Before i can speak he yells at me....?how many slut? if you get it wrong i start again". "11 Sir that is 11" i quickly answer. i feel my resentment toward you building..........you are sitting again taking sips from your water bottle. i don't want to make eye contact because i know the resentment will be all too clear to. " Of course, this comment was split in half by another stomach cramp. FUCK!! I screamed inside my own head. I tried to hold it in, but I was hit with another bout of elimination, forcing another courtesy flush, and my cheeks burned with a flush of their own.Lessy giggled at me. "I'm sorry you came down with this at school." Why are you sorry," I growled."Donno, it's just one of those things I always say."Relenting from my anger, I asked, "Why are you here instead of at the program?"She paused a.