)And minutes later, over the Wall St news wires, came the first shocking news: A jet flew into the North Tower of the World Trade center!At this point... it was simply an incredible shock, although my mouth went dry as adrenalin choked me up. There had been plenty of foreign planes off course over the years and some of them had actually come close to hitting something, but they were all in minimal to zero visibility. Today, there wasn't a cloud in the sky!Seventeen minutes later, the world. Punishment,I thought, what could be worse than being dressed in the most girly,ruffled, things a mind can think of? And then have your girlfriend standthere looking at you in all your frothy finery. I could think of no worsefate!"Well," her mom said, "I think boys who do bad things should get aspanking to help them remember not to do them again, what do you think?"Jill's face completely lit up. "I think that's exactly what shouldhappen," she said, hopping up from the bed. My mind started to. I felt your hand slip into my pussy and I restrained myself from pushing myself onto your fingers. I wanted Marc to leave. I wanted to take the balance of my punishment, whatever it was, in privacy. I wanted to please you alone and I wanted to get back into your good graces. But this had nothing to do with my wants. "Here. Feel for yourself," I heard you say to Marc and I spread my legs wider despite the wish I had to disappear or cry. I felt unfamiliar and tentative fingers on my vulva and I. How did I get to this,To miss this thing, to be moreThan a bit unseen, obscene, unclean, unloved,Under things that eat my soulLike a big, black bug.I’m undone.I’m already over, but I’m under,And I’m not the only one.When did all of this start?I would have marked the occasion.Why do I cry for you or for me?I’m already gone, and it’s what it is to be.What it is to meIs ability to not miss a thing.But how did I get to this,To sometimes miss this thing, to be moreThan a bit unseen, obscene,.