I could no more become the old Martinas that Martin could become child-Martin or baby-Martin again. We grewup, or?in my case-- we grew down. But we ...ever stayed the same person.Experiences molded us along with our abilities and our limitations.People and their bullshit received ideas defined us, but like Emily andher mom, we further defined ourselves in relation to that. We acceptedit or rejected it, we accommodated it and found our power in whateverway we could. Emily painted, Mrs. Komori. We had you to dinner shortly after you arrived and have done nothing about you since." Please," said Mark. "That was more than I expected." Nonsense. It's just there seems to have been so much going on. But, forget all that, are you happy?" Very," said Mark with a huge smile. "I don't think I've been happier in my life." That's good to hear but why particularly?" Gosh!" said Mark. "That's a difficult one. I suppose that leaving school, getting through training and now being treated as a. How old is she?’ I asked. Robert had a grin on his face. ‘Ok, Joey, on a scale of one to ten how would you rate her looks?’ ‘Umm, Robert I don’t think it’s a fair question. I just met her.’ He could tell I was nervous. ‘Joey, you’re a guy. We all rate women in our mind, it’s an automatic thought. I always thought Ariel was a good looking girl, too bad she is my younger cousin. We are a loving family and Ariel has always been a sweetie. So how would you rate her looks?’ I shook my head. ‘Robert,. I start to play with her again, this time I side a couple of fingers inside her and reach for her g spot. I can see the mixed feeling of pleasure and pain on her face as the pegs hurt and my fingers pleasure her. She is starting to pant and he legs shake as she gets close to her first orgasm. I reminder her that she need to ask permission to orgasm, she is now screaming, please can I cum, I don’t reply for a couple of seconds, instead I rub her g spot faster and with a little more force, she is.