She was maternal to me but much more than that, because she was my lover as wellI wanted her full package; I just had to have her fuck. I telephoned h...r with the excuse of asking her how she was and I hoped I wasn’t too much for her, you know - doing my male ego bit and she, with a brilliant sense of humour, quickly picked up on that.“And there was me thinking the same thing, but about you!”We both laughed heartily and that expression soon became a bit of a line with us. It was the lead though. “No baby,” she said, throwing her leg over me then lying on top of me, her face above mine. “Was it too much baby, l knew what Bert was going to do to you, l should have stopped him.”“I don’t think you could have Mum, l don’t think l wanted you to, that’s my problem.”“Oh baby,” she said, “stop over thinking it.”“But l’m not like that Mum,” l said, “l like girls, l’ve never once imagined myself doing it with a man.”“Oh baby,” she laughed, “you’re not going to turn into a homosexual, not judging. Fathers approach was similar however he like to differ the time distance between each strike. At the end of this I have tears streaming down my face and with deep red marks across both bum checks as well the top of each thigh. Things continued along these lines for a while however slowly began to include the added elements of degrading and humiliating me as both (using their words) thought my behaviour wasn’t really improving and therefore required extra methods . This started with once the. A few times she’d asked someone out, but after being rejected so many times she just gave up and bore her crushes in silence. She had hated school, most people made fun of her because of her acne, or didn’t want to be associated with her because of it. Though she did have friends she never really got close to any of them bar Callie, she was just as horse crazy as Leanna. They had met at a local horse show when they were sixteen and had contacted each other a few times over the years. They.