I worried. I mean, I didn’t have a wide selection of stranded waifs to choose from. I got very lucky. You could’ve been stupid, or regretting that...you turned down ol’ Marcus and company.”“What makes you think I’m not stupid?”“Bright. Inquisitive. A 4.0 GPA on your report card. The fact that the school didn’t kick when you told them you had to take a week off to take care of family matters.”“I am, you know. You might have to write them a note telling them that I have properly taken care of. We spent the morning getting to know each other. I found him to be charming and articulate. He told me a lot about himself and even about the time he spent in school before his illness progressed to its present stage. Because of my keen interest in it, one item we skirted around but never really talked about was sex. I couldn't help but speculate if he was capable of sexual relations. It made me wonder because he said I was attractive. I was flattered because I know I had a little more meat on. “You’re due to get twelve swats. Do you want them all at once, or shall we space them out over the rest of the day?”Sara looked down again, then said, “All at once, please, Master.”“Good girl! Okay, bend over here,” and I pointed to a downed maple we’d been sitting on. “Now, do I need to bind your hands, or will you promise to stay in position as I spank you?”She bit her lip again, then said, “Uh… I promise to stay in position, Master.” And she draped herself over the downed tree, exposing her. It was warm and quite sticky with the last of his cum. Pushing her hand down further she held his balls for the first time. "Careful, " he said, "they're very, very sensitive." Beth held their weight in her hand as James moved his hand down onto her hip. She lifted one leg allowing him to stroke her inner thigh. He cautiously moved his hand along her silky soft skin, despite what had just happened between them he expected her to stop his hand’s progress at any moment. Beth ached for him to.