..proof in itself of her control over me. With what I thought was my humiliation over with she took a step back, then suddenly gave me a hard slap acr...ss my face with her open hand. The stinging slap took me by surprise, and I wondered what had I done wrong. She watched me, as if knowing how my mind worked and that I was trying to think of the reason for the slap, then after a pause informed me that there was no reason for it, and no need for any reason....but just because she felt like it. I. Her skin was a very light brown, something treasured in India. A growing sexual tension began to form between us when I was 11 and she was 10. Our conversations drifted toward sex more and more often. We started exchanging information on the mechanics of it and gossiped about any of our friends who we thought might be doing it. We never got into any kind of show-and-tell or sex play, even though she gave me plenty of clues that she was willing. In fact, she kept trying harder and harder as time. Anyone normal would consider it torture and leaving the nerd with an impossible sized erection to live with the rest of his life?I thought of my old Uncle Remus book and Brer Rabbit pleading with Brer Fox not to throw him in the briar patch. I felt like Brer Rabbit and would plead the owners “Don’t leave me alone with four gorgeous naked nymphs and Lilly! I could be violated, forced to have sex.” I had an erection throbbing just thinking about it.Yes, I was a young fool but you are only young. The clouds were piling in again just as they had earlier in the week and rain was threatening. "Let's hit the showers," said Shane. "The water pressure here at the tennis center is awesome." And he smirked. I followed him to the locker room just inside the tennis building from the courts. They were deserted at the moment. Shane quickly peeled down and grabbed two towels from his duffel bag. He threw one to me. He threw his over his shoulder and walked towards the shower. I followed,.