A light caress, traversed her belly and tickled her pubic hair. She closed her legs around it, but it was gone.The caress returned and cupped her brea...ts, squeezing them gently, as if weighing them, or having touched them for the first time.She felt herself breathing hard and felt moisture between her now closed legs."Who or what are you?" she whispered to the night.Again, no reply from the cool night air.She felt it rather bizarre speaking to the empty room. But also felt that something was. I never let any one touch me till I join the army. I was only eighteen on temporary duty in a small town out west. I met a very nice girl whom I had wanted to take out, only I had no money. I was returning to the temporary unit I was in and a gay man pick me up as I hitch a ride. He did the old slide his hand across the seat to my leg. It was at that moment that I figured out how to make money.I told the gentlemen it would cost twenty dollars to play with me. He did not hesitate just pull off. . I know. It must be the company I keep." She was on the verge of laughter."Perhaps you could use some discipline ... now and then," I suggested."Oh ... what kind of discipline?" she asked, sounding very interested."Perhaps a good spanking. I've always believed a good spanking will help keep the child on the straight and narrow." I was parroting my mother's words from years ago. I was also having trouble keeping from breaking out in laughter."Well, I'll leave that up to you doctor. After all. Still keeping his eyes on mine, he undressed himself, taking his time to kick off his boots, peel off his shirt, unbuckle his shorts and let them fall, and slowly push his boxers down until his thick, black meat sprung free. I couldn’t help myself from letting my eyes explore his body, taking in every muscle and bump and curve of his shoulders and chest and stomach. As soon as I got a good look at his completely erect cock – circumcised, a good 9” long, and nearly as thick as my wrist – I knew.