“Now little lady get over here and squat over my mouth and do what you said you had to do.” “What if I cant pee, he will spank me HARD and I kno... it, what do I do?” she thought to herself. Kim walks over to Darnell putting one foot on both sides of his head and squats down to his awaiting mouth not thinking of anything hoping that will help her, Kim now praying that she can pee cause she doesn’t want to be spanked again, a few minutes later she releases all her golden juices into Darnell’s. You seem to be an open person." And you?" Touching has always been big with me, but lately I've been focused on the idea of touching one particular place." I leaned closer; she lowered her voice and said, "The penis."Right about then, mine penis was getting quite hard. I said, "That could be arranged, you know." I felt her strong leg coming along side of mine; she smiled and said, "I was hoping that was the case."I asked, "Would you like to come home with me?" The leg against mine pressed. "No, none whatsoever. In fact we..." I stopped talking as in remembered something I'd almost forgotten."You what?" Helen prompted."We made love on that Friday morning and, and when we, er, finished. She said that she loved me. I've just realised she said something that I didn't quite hear. You know, I'm thinking now, that she must have said 'forgive me!' I told you, she said some funny things in the height of passion. Not the sort of things that women usually say." What kind of things?" her. Given what I just said, you are probably wondering how I could possibly have ended up attending a yoga class. The simple answer is: My friend convinced me to accompany her. She insisted it was for moral support, but I had the nagging feeling she just wanted to see me rage at the impossible positions the teacher would demand of us. By the time we arrived, my mind was already made up. I would hate every second of my first yoga class and nothing anyone said or did would change that. But my plan.