”“I was expected to keep count, it was to keep me focused he had said, I wasn`t allowed to scream or cry out either.” She looked distant. “If ... did, well he added a single stroke for every sound. But after the 30th, I sobbed my heart out I can tell you and I suspect it was nearer 80 when he stopped and lifted me down, he lay me on the floor on my back, those cold quarry tiles were bliss on my hot skin I can tell you, and he screwed me like a champion.” She looked wistful, the memories flooding. Well I think he did as I was barely listening to him. I walked around gathering small sticks and branches not really paying attention to what I picked up. It was perhaps a half an hour later that when I stopped deciding I had enough. I turned around to head back. It was then I noticed I didn't know where in the hell I was! I dropped all the wood I had and did a standing circle my mouth hanging open. "Pops!" I yelled then listened but heard nothing. Damn it! I had been walking for over half an. Sir?” You squeeze me hard… “Oh, yes, fine!” I manage as you stroke me, smirking “I’ll yell if I need help.” Footsteps retreating. “That was close…”, you giggle, and then “My turn in the chair… and lose those clothes” I stand and strip, placing my clothes on the floor away from the door… You’re in the chair now, legs apart, one finger in your mouth, eyes hooded, sultry smile, and with the other hand pulling the sheer material of your panties aside exposing the pink swollen smoothness of your. As the film progressed I forgot to watch the screen for longer and longer periods, but that was a cheap price to pay to feel her head on my shoulder and her knee touching my knee.After the movie we had a soft drink at a café and talked a little. Well, actually I talked a little, Jennifer talked a lot. The shy girl wasn't all that shy any longer. She seemed to have saved all her words for just this moment and now they just ran out of her. She was funny too and I think I laughed more.