A breeze picked up and she shivered at the chilly air on her bottom and thighs. He’d left her stockings and boots, but they didn’t do much toward ...rotecting her from the weather. She tugged again on the ropes, desperate to get them to loosen. She let out a frustrated curse. All she’d managed to do was rub her skin raw. Panting, she leaned her head back against the rough tree bark and tried not to cry.Why had she ever left Kansas City? She’d been safe there. The farm had been her home as much as. Since she didn’t push my head away, I kept licking her pink nub as I started rubbing around on the rough place inside her pussy. Eventually, the therapist gently pulled me away from Clarice.“You know Clarice, I believe you would go all day long, without having him stop until he was bored pleasuring you,” the therapist said as she used a towel to wipe the juices off my face and from between Clarice’s legs.To me, she said, “For a boy who says he was a virgin before this visit to the hospital, you. What it had always meant ... was that Professor McFeeley had a boner in his pants.The difference was that this time, Bob's eyes didn't range from one girl to the next and try to imagine what she would look like naked, in his bed. He didn't contemplate the probable differences between the girls, didn't wonder whether the color of their pubes would match the color of the hair the crowd could see, didn't try to imagine what shade of pink or tan or brown their nipples might be.Well ... truth be. And I thought the ideawas not so much to get my brother back with us, as to gethim away from us. Not that I didn’t love my brother, butHeidi had given me the impression that the point of allof this was so that he could be independent, and we couldhave our privacy. Everything seemed to be backwards.*I was looking forward to making love with Heidi thatevening. Somehow, I needed to prove myself to her. Ineeded to prove that I wasn’t jealous [even though Iwas], I needed to show her that.