It had only been a waitressing job, but she’d depended on it and now it was gone because of something I’d done. I felt really bad about it. I felt...even worse about cheating on Stacey. She was my first lesbian experience, my dearest love, and I was sleeping around on her before we’d even known each other a month. It wasn’t just the physical sex — we’d never said we were exclusive, and she knew I let Michael fuck me. I wasn’t a slut or anything. It was the emotional betrayal. We were so. So i keep quit….”are you silly…what are you doing” if you comes in side than help me to apply soap on her back…..i am just puzzeld but do as she says… I started applying soap on her back & spread the froth to her neck and shoulder parts, from shoulder I started scrubbing her back & massaged, slowly moved my hand to her arms and then to her palm. Started to massage gently on her palm and all her fingers……She remove the towel and said ” you are a real rascal now i am hot & want sex with you…..i. She stands up, looks at me and reprimands sharply "No! I did not tell you to speak! Silence. Now I will have to punish you!" she reaches down to undo my leg restraints and I catch a lance of her voluptuous cleavage, and I see that her nipples are hard. She straightens up and sees me looking, commenting that now she will have to punish me even worse... She undoes my wrists and pushes me roughly to the ground, and a blindfold is tied around my head then I feel a ball gag put into my mouth, and. I got very adept at washing my whole body in little more than a liter of water. The lake began to change though. Much of the timber that was flooded when they created the reservoir was being cut off by the feet thick ice in the winter and new fishing holes opened up, if you knew where the original channel was to get to them. Time finally came when I finished high school and moved out on my own, starting work as an electricians apprentice. It was ok work and it gave me plenty of weekends off to.