"I had borrowed the tent and everything from a mate."Yes, yes, but," she said."But what?" I asked."Dad said we have to take Jilly with us," she said.J...lly was her younger sister and a right pain in the arse she was too."What! no," I snapped."Please Peter, it'll be ok," she soothed."The tent's not big enough for three," I said, clutching at straws."Dad said we can take his," she said.Right there goes my two weeks of sex and debauchery, there's no way now, not with her there."It'll be ok," she. You're quite the success, too." I told you about my childhood, Christie." Tina took a drink to steady her voice. "We grew up poor, living in a housing project. Mom barely had enough money for us kids sometimes." But you still didn't go without," interrupted Christie."We never went without necessities," Tina corrected, "but we really didn't have much for extras. That, in itself, set me apart from my classmates; they all seemed to have money for the 'extras.' Once I got a chance to go to college,. “Good girl. These are going to come really fast and hard. You can scream and swear and say whatever you have to say, but I am not stopping until I am satisfied.” The spanks rained down over and over. The more I tried to twist away, the tighter he held me. Eventually, as my tears began to flow, I stopped resisting and just relaxed into the sensation of being held and being punished. I cried unabashedly and finally he stopped and rubbed my ass. He rubbed my back and finally set me up in his lap.. What did I think of this store or that thing. I told him how nasty those new headbands were they were selling down at the mall, and how much I loved my cotton candy perfume, and he took a couple notes as always. But this wasn't about that... I could tell."Chloe, what's the one major difference between you and other girls your age?"I knew that saying I was really a boy, or used to be a boy, is a big no-no. So I went with the obvious one."Well, I go to school here and don't really go out that.