..and he likes femboys??!I It happened last Christmas Eve. I fell asleep listening to the snow fall just outside my window. I was comfy under my layer... of warm blankets I clutched tightly, in the black lace panties and red lingerie night dress or nighty I wear to bed. A loud thud on the roof above me startled me awake and I heard the jingles of bells and the sounds of an a****l sneezing. A few seconds later I heard what sounded like someone walking around in my living room downstairs. Still. The little boy hung his head, but somehow didn’t quite manage to look contrite.“We ... did something last night. Something we weren’t supposed to do.”Ted thought he knew where this was going.“Actually,” Paula was telling the grown man now, “we did something we deserve a spanking for.”Last night as he had sent the children out to the treehouse he had mentioned that he needed to express a concern to his friend Cassandra.“Kids,” he had told them, “I need you to leave the room a minute early so I. She was begging Mom to quit but motherhumiliated her more by making her call her mistress andkept slapping till she did. Mother then demanded thatshe tell me how many times her whore ass had beenfucked in the past.I was going wild as she screamed out 3 times andpleading with mother. Mother was telling her that shewas going to fuck it later after she licked her ass andpulling her cunt hair hard, Jane was agreeing toanything. Mom looked at me with joy in her eyes andthen at Denise who I saw had. I also had to ask myself, was Jeanie too young? The voting age is eighteen and New York mandates the legal drinking age for alcohol to be twenty-one. The internal confusion she was wrestling with at that moment was a damn sight more important to her spirit and identity as a human being than both politics and drinking.She was seventeen, dressed as if she were ten and wanting desperately to be thirty.I was forced to reflect upon my own life. I had certainly experimented with other girls that were.