"That was how I began digging up the most painful part of my life. Even more painful than my divorce or my parents' deaths. More painful because my ne...ligence and inattention allowed it to happen to my little brother. In between sentences, I picked at the soup and salad but Shameera was riveted and merely picked at her salad after hurriedly devouring her soup with appreciative moans of ecstasy."The head varsity football coach pressured Con to try out and he did, making the team as starting wide. Mom snuggled into me as I held her in my arms pressing hard into each other it felt as if she was trying to force her body into mine.Sobbingly she asked me "hold me baby" and as I stepped in as tightly as I could she explained she hadn't realized how much I had grown and how strong my arms felt around her. At that point it felt as if our entire bodies where completely entwined, touching and pressing hard into each other. I felt the fullness of her breast crushed against my chest and began to. Roger took me to dinner and a movie. He wanted to stay the night when he brought me home. I wasn't sure I wanted to, but after a few kisses, I let him in. We were stood just inside the door, kissing. His hand slid up my side and cupped my breast. He started unbuttoning my blouse. I took his hand and led him to the bedroom. I guess he could spend the night, but he had to leave early so I could finish my paper.Reggie played soccer for the University. We had been going out for three months. It. “Keep still,” he ordered. “I am going to warm up your bottom with a hand spanking first before we move on to the strap and the cane.” Without further ado he began to spank my poor bum cheeks.After a few minutes, he stopped and I tried to get up.“I told you to keep still,” he growled. “For trying to get up, I will start again.”He began to examine his handiwork, his fingers moving around my bum cheeks, along my thighs and then along my now moist slit.“You can’t touch me there,” I said with more.