.. I knew you were right. Fear, lockand key... you were right. When I was twelve, alone in the house I letmyself explore something I believed... had b...en taught, was wrong. Yearsof questioning and vague feelings of not being right... well in short Idressed in my mothers clothes, skin out, everything and a bit of makeup.Of course I got caught. The look of contempt on her face as she watched mestrip and dress, properly. Had me scrub my face for minutes and barelyspoke to me for days after."The. It just sat there, making no movement. Slowly, it sank out of sight. Remembering other stories I had heard, I continued to move my lure through the water. Suddenly, there was a massive tug on my line. The fish had taken my bait. My drag started singing as the line speed from my spool. I looked into the water and noticed that the mighty fish was actually pulling the canoe against the waves.My biggest concern was that the fish would get to the end of my spool and the line would then snap. After. She stood and set me on the side of the bed and stood before me and undressed, she asked if I like what I see, I replied very much. She had me lay back on the bed and positioned her self on top of me feeling my hard cock, She then slowly lowered her self down on to me and we began making love, we made love this way for about a hour, then she decided we needed a break, she went to the fridge and got a couple of beers and we sat at the table, she told me to tell her about myself. She asked if my. For a sixteen year old, Katie had one of the most unique personalities that you could find on a girl her age.Katie was outgoing, verbal, blunt, and very straightforward. She held nothing back. I personally loved it. My wife, however, got very frustrated and almost angry because of her prude and somewhat stuffy attitude.I should also mention that Katie, being sixteen, had a body on her that could stop traffic. Bigger than most girls I'd even look at, regardless of age, just something about her.