I’ve been stern. You have been grounded, your privileges taken away, we’ve had agreements, which have been very fair on your part, that you’ve s...ill defied. And you continue to dishonor and disrespect me.”He tapped the desk with a long slender finger, like he was trying to figure something out, an equation that would make it all fall into place.“I think I’ve reached the end in trying to help you. Maybe boarding school would be the best option.”Astrid’s head whipped up and her voice came out far. Just as I thought the night went by quickly and quietly, and by the time I got off work I'd almost forgot about the pervious nights events. After work I had a few errands to run and decided to get as much done before going to bed. I did some grocery shopping, paid some bills, and decided to stop at the mall for a bit.The mall parking lot was packed so I was forced to park in the mall's parking structure 5th floor, and just my luck the elevator was out of service. There was quite a lot of cars. I remember my first time masterbating. It took forever and I never came. A lot like how I am now. Only thoughts of being the woman seem to turn me on. And one other taboo: i****t, but that's another story. I just don't know what it is. I feel like it might be an issue of respect or something. I grew up very polite and also with my mom and sisters. Maybe deep down I am a woman. I feel the act of "fucking" a woman is such a crude and vulgar thing. Even though I find such crudeness to man fucking. My consenting ‘okay’ sent a heat through my body that caused perspiration to layer every inch of my skin like condensation on a beer mug. The moisture provided a lube in my hand as I stroked him with a gentle twist. He released my yoni long enough to shove a condom in my hand. “Slide it on me please. I need to get inside you.” I let go of him, ripped open the condom wrapper, placed it on his tip, and prepared to roll it down. I could’ve used a little light right there, but I proceeded blind. My.