And maybe…somewhere down the road a bit, there would be a chance for me to become a greater part of her life. Now up to this point, I have dwelled u...on some of the lighter parts of her personality, yet there is just something about her that, well, exudes sensuality. Still to this moment in time it is hard to place my finger on it. Is it just some innate force that some women have inside? I really don’t know. All I’m sure of is that my heart would always quicken at the sight of her coming. It’s your day. Later…’ I stop you, but only to have seen the wicked grin on your face as you pull me close, reveling in the touch of naked skin against naked skin…naked wet skin to be exact. I kiss you one more time before taking the shampoo bottle and pouring a small amount in my hands. I run it through your hair, giving it a nice lather, finger tips rubbing up against the nerve endings all gathered in your scalp. My knuckles laced through your hair, and I tug gently but enough to where it’s. I was not only punsihed by her myself but I also witnessed her discipline other sisters in my presence. sister would make the offender bend over a chair or table, lift there tunic to expose there naked bottoms & whip them with a cane until there were numerous red, thick welt marks. If there were 2 or more offenders the others had to watch waiting for their own punishment. Strangely enough this is where I had the first stirings of my lustfull desires & would often become quite wet looking at the. Davina had turned into a large breasted out spoken girl that often opened her mouth before engaging her brain whereas Sarah l thought was a tomboy l rarely saw her in a dress or skirt, l took it she would grow up to be a lesbian not that it bothered me either way. Davina slammed down her cup wished everyone to have a nice day and was gone, Sarah announced she was going into town and asked if l wanted to go with her, l politely turned her down explaining l had to unpack the rest of my clothes.