But she knew that it was a taste of paradise, not innocence - but the delights that they had known of each other's company when they shared that speci...l bond. She had been the one to first sink her teeth into the ripe red orb hanging off the tree. The tree of knowledge of good and evil. Or wonderful and wrong, they were making up language as they went along. She still had not come up with a name for the furry thing that had the beak of a duck but looked like a flattened beaver. He gasped and threw his hips up off the bed as his body went rigid. He clenched his teeth like he had when he was angry, but this time the strain came from pleasure, pleasure that rushed through him in waves, building to a crescendo until the red in front of his eyes exploded into a white light no less bright than the one that transported his consciousness.He'd become fascinated when his sister had started to stroke his shaft with both dainty hands. He'd observed with avid attention while for. He sat in the chair and spent the next quarter of an hour warming her seat with his hand, her d****d willingly across his knee, she cried out a little and her seat went a warm pink. Then he said if she was still game to let him he would like to get things more serious opening the case in which he has a school cane, two leather belts, and a wide strap. She stood, kissed him and said very seriously,” I promised you and I won`t go back on a promise, but only one with that cane, the very last. "Henderson here, thinks he's tough because he whipped a girl's ass. I bet he couldn't handle a REAL man." Shit, I wasn't back in school ten minutes and he's trying to get me kicked out."I'll tell you what Gren, go find a REAL man for me and I'll see if I can whip him."Several of the kids laughed "He told you." one of them said.Gren's face turned red. He was stepping toward me when a voice rang out "GREN, COME HERE!" We all winced when we heard Coach Green. Coach Green is about 6'3. He was a pro.