." It's OK Mr. Turner. I told you, I just want to help you relax," she said this with a smile as she came around to the front. Her shortie robe was ...ow completely open down the middle and I could see all of her lovely little breast and the stiff brown nipples peeking out from under the robe! Her legs were parted and I finally got a good look at that red thong. It was small and real tight nylon and I could see her pubic mound pressing firmly against it."Let's get you out of these." She said. He shook his head and faced his demons. He slowly raised her in his arms and cradled her to his chest. Her head fell onto his shoulder with a soft sigh and her tiny hand came up to rest against him. Yeah right, he thought, I'm going to beat her with a chain flogger, like I'm going to go out and find a puppy to kick. He rolled his eyes and turned to carry her to his bed.As he placed her on the oversized four poster bed he realized she would be startled enough to wake up there. They had not. One time I tried to get out of a spanking by floating the idea that I’d have to find someone else to feed off of. She made sure I knew that was out of the question by threatening to tell Mom all about our escapades, and then spanked me until both her hands were red and her arms got tired of swinging the hairbrush. I don’t think she was keeping count that time.I started hating her. I didn’t know how to get out of this. I mentioned once that maybe it was time I grew up and learned to eat real. .. right with my name. Or with any other part of mylife, especially with being a boy, for that matter.I guess I'm all mixed up, diary, so that's why its a good thing I gotyou to talk to. So what can I tell you? Well, I'm thirteen years old, Ilive in Calgary, Alberta, Canada, and I got a mom, and a step-dad and abrother named John.I've had a lot happen to me in thirteen years, diary but I don't thinkI'm going to have a chance to tell you about it tonight, as my mom willbe coming up to check on.