I ran my finger up and down her slit causing her to moan some more. I mover her legs further apart to the point where I could see the pink folds of he... sex. I gave the bump at the top a little caress and her hips gave a little flick. Each time I would press on her bump I got the same reaction.I looked close at her vagina and noticed that something was missing. I had seen pictures on the internet of what was called a hymen but Patty's was not there. Her opening was quite wet so I pressed my. You're an attractive lady,' I assured sympathetically, 'surely you have friends outside of your usual and immediate non-existent social circle?!''No.''You never have a one-off or a friend with benefits?' I asked.'I would if I didn't worry you'd think differently of me,' I then admitted.'Really?' she asked. I nodded sincerely. A smile escaped her lips. 'Well it's not like I'd think differently of you, I'd just know differently. Wouldn't it be weird?''Ha!' I laughed. 'Hello! What isn't weird. I vowed that I would keep quiet no matter what torture he inflicted on my body. He knew of my fear of the cane, and picked it up and swished it through the air with a flick of his wrist. I was unsure whether it was his intent to scare me, or if he actually planned to use it on me. Never before had he actually struck me with a cane. He continued to walk around me, randomly swishing the cane through the air, and then, again without warning, he brought the cane down hard on my ass. And, then. It was Kate. "Meet me at the fence.” she said. I hung up. "What did she want," I wondered. I walked outside and saw her walking across her yard towards the fence. She was wearing a sarong. It was tied in a knot just above her tits and showed a lot of leg as she walked. She lent with her arms on top of the fence and called me over. The fence was old and a bit rickety. I stood in front of her. "Missed your show today?” she asked. I nodded yes as there was no point in pretending any longer. "This.