Her face, flushed from exercise, was stunningly pretty. Looking me up and down she said, "you obviously don't work out Sweetie."She seized my thin wri...ts and said, "my God, you're just a little bird."Holding me by the wrists, she pinned me against a wall with my arms over my head so that I could not move.She said, "you poor poor baby."It was embarrassing to be pushed around by a woman but the worst part of the ordeal was the violent, raging erection pounding in my pants. The more I struggled. “B-… because I tried to masturbate,” she whispered.Here she was, lying naked on her back with her legs spread open and a knob of ginger shoved up her backdoor. Between her thighs, her privates glistened with the fluids of her own arousal despite the pain from the earlier strokes of the cane. Even now, she struggled to push aside the feeling of emptiness and frustration that her body sought so desperately to fulfill.The leather crop came up, and she watched in slow motion as it came down,. "I think this skirt and top would look so cute on you Jessica. With yourlong legs you would drive Jason wild." Oh wow. That skirt is really short. I like it but is it too girly? Ireally can't handle Jason calling me a sissy again." Sweetie, the skirt is called a tennis skirt for a reason. Tennis skirtsare short. As for it being too girly all I can tell you is that I haveworn this same outfit out several times and not once have I been called asissy." But have you worn it around guys? I mean. I think that maybe we would be better off if we moved on and started seeing other people. I just don’t think that the two of us complement each other, and allow each other to grow as much as we should. Honestly, there’s someone else in my life and I think that I have to pursue her.’ ‘I’m very disappointed in you. How dare you? We’ve been dating for years, how can you just decide now that we aren’t right for each other?’ ‘Katie, surely you’ve felt it too. All we’ve done lately is argue, and we.