Before long, the opportunity for a cheeky daytime meet arose. Now I should stress that this is highly unusual, so when it does happen I go with it! To...save time I decided to wear just a short silky dressing gown… undone of course, so we didn’t waste a minute…So there I was, already excited enough, basically waiting naked for hot bloke to arrive, when he only goes and turns up in his fucking work uniform!!! (The genre of which I shan’t divulge as I’m nothing if not discreet). How I didn’t wet. She told me about finding a sex toy in her mother's bedside stand and using it. I detailed how I rubbed my clit with a brush handle. My best friend and I passed the days with increasingly colorful sexual fantasies while time flowed as slowly as cold molasses through the boiling ravages of puberty.One day I skipped dance practice after school so I got home an hour early. As I went past Carson's bedroom I heard scuffling and a girl making sounds that could only be one thing, I'd uttered some of. I guess I'm a baby after all.My nurse came and woke me at six AM to prep me for surgery. I was tiredhaving slept restlessly during the night. They drew blood one more timeand rolled my bed to the prep room. My IV bag was changed to a salinesolution, I was shaved and swabbed with disinfectant where the operationwould take place and then my parents were allowed in the room. Theystayed for an hour until the anesthesiologist came into the room. He wasa tall man with an infectious smile and really. She patted my backside proprietorially, "How's yours?"It had been six weeks since she had taken down my pants and thrashed my bare bottom with a cane to make up for my lack of insurance. It had taken about three and a half weeks for the bruises to fade completely. I had checked every morning in the bathroom mirror and then wanked myself off. The memory of the searing pain had become fonder over time."It's f-fine thanks," I stammered, my face flushing too. I hadn't seen her since. She was a.