If I gave in too soon, I would usually punish myself, sometimes by spanking myself, sometimes by filling the bathtub totally full of cold water and th...n forcing myself to stay in it for five or ten minutes. I preferred the spankings. I hate being cold.I finally got to the top of the tower. I had been up there several times before– not naked, of course. I knew that the wooden railings were badly weathered, but the floor, which was about ten feet by ten feet, had recently been repainted. At one. He was happy and horny. Unfortunately, there wasn't a girl waiting for him back home in Augusta, because he was visiting his parents' home, and they'd only moved to Georgia, from his childhood home in Indiana, around the time that Tom had joined the army.Still, he was at last going to meet his long-time pen pal, Millie Barkley. Millie was from New York, and they'd been writing letters to one another for more than three years now - since back when both of them had been high school. By this time I was going too fast to shift to a lower gear. My tires were squealing as I rounded the next bend. I looked ahead and the road turned to the right with an almost vertical embankment on the left side. There could be a car coming from the other direction, but I had to take a chance and steered into the left bank, scraping the side of my truck against it to try to slow my speed. That helped but only a little. The next turn was to the left and there was a drop off on the. James came out from the kitchen he had got a bottle of jack out for him and Brandon and brought me and Stacy out some wine we all started talking about different things and ended up talking about sex. Stacy and Brandon seemed to be pretty open about there sex life and some of the stories they were talking about was really starting to get me horny.Stacy was sitting on the couch next to me and had her hand on my leg while talking, then she started to move her hand up my leg and under my skirt. As.