"Bailey! Bailey wait up!" I hear Adam say. I turn and see him out of breath and grabs my hand. "I know you wrote that poem that means something about ...e. I know you like me. I see you looking at me with your beautiful eyes. I see you doodling my name in your sketchbook. And I.... I like you! A lot!" He said to me, with a sincere smile. I blink and feel happy tears stinging at my eyes. He leans closer and pushes his sweet plump lips on mine. I then kiss back, tangling my fingers in his soft. Usually, during the day I have no one to correct my little mistakes and foibles. At night, I admit what I did wrong to your father and he may punish me. If I didn’t do anything he would have me train and that can be what is called a maintenance beating to help keep me in line. It is good for me. It also amuses your father, and it pleases me to please him,” she said.“What would my father like you to do if we weren’t here, and you had a spare ten minutes?” I asked.“He would tell me to go to my. I mean, I think he is an awesome guy. I reallylike him. But..."Mother said, "OK, go on."I said, "Well, after the movie, we went to a diner. I think we wereboth hoping we wouldn't see anyone we knew, and we didn't. Theconversation felt pretty normal. We talked about just abouteverything. His younger sister is in my grade. She's really pretty andpopular. Of course, she's a cheerleader. Wait til she finds out thenerdy boy in her class went on a date with her big brother the. It would feel good, but it wouldn’t be anything more than that. No, this was a bad idea, I thought, then closed my laptop and set it aside. The arousal in my loins didn’t go away. Each throb beckoned me for attention. I pushed my fingers back and forth, thinking about how Nate handled me, how he said that I should accept what I like. My fingers plunged in and out, my thumb pressing on my clit. I pictured Nate fucking me. It was a good memory and a bad one.Skylar came to my mind. He also liked.