. I'm embarrassed." Nothing is unimportant and if it embarrasses you it may have relevance. What was it she said?" Can ... can we get some friends of ...ours over to ... to fill the rest of my holes?" Were those her words?" Yes, her exact words. I'll never forget them. I went limp immediately. Or, I should say, my cock went flaccid and stayed that way." What did you do?" I was stunned, but to cover my inadequacy, I went down on her again and brought her to several more orgasms. Then I dressed and. (ed: the Freud family home at the time of Sigmund’s birth, now Pribor, Czechoslovakia.) His curiosity is natural, of course, for he was only three when we left but there is much that occurred in Freiberg which is painful for me to remember. Nevertheless perhaps because of my state of relaxation I seemed able to remember it more vividly than I have in years. His questions, too, were innocent enough and I am sure he must have received some tales of our brief life as a family there from E(manuel). After a few books had been stacked up, I held up the next one and stepped away from my desk slightly. As I expected, the weight of books held onto the sash and, as I stepped away from the desk, started untieing the bow holding my dress together. I stopped while the bow was still intact, but the boys had already noticed the potential situation developing. Many of them sat up at their desks and took notice. I stepped back over to my desk and grabbed the next one.Opening this last book up and. Miss Sicko Freak Spankazoid, that’s who. “Okay. Keep your bent knees up, but reach down between your legs now and pull your outer lips apart.” Though I agreed, I wasn’t looking forward to the belt smashing into me, but the calmness and release to my soul I knew would there at the end magnetized me like a moth to light. I needed this. Badly. I was sniveling, nearly convulsing. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I did as he commanded, spread myself open to peering eyes and ultimate vulnerability. My poor,.