Tracie moved her hand under Lexie’s leg and held the dildo firmly in her ass. Then Lori reminded Lexie to count off each spank. “Oh, and don’t f...rget to thank me for each one,” she hissed.The crop made contact with Lexie’s bare mound and Lexie cried out, “One, thank you Mistress!”Another smack. “Two, thank you Mistress!”Again. “Three, thank you Mistress!”Tracie’s eyes grew wide and she felt her own pussy get wet as she watched Lori expertly spank Lexie’s reddening cunt with the crop. She felt. And before I calmed down the curse was already underway andgrandma says we have to go through with it before you can change back.I'm sorry, Shannon, I really am. But let's make the best of thesituation, shall we? I know that you're interested in being as pretty aspossible despite yourself, and it must be killing you that you don'thave pretty things and makeup and shoes and everything. Right?"Thomas ached for those things. And he knew once he had them he couldstop thinking about them and think. Suddenly she rolled on her back and grabbed my head and told me to suck her tits. I did this and found I was getting more turned on. I ran my hand down to her sweet spot and found she was wet also. She told me to go down on her clit and make her happy. I hesitated being the first time so she took me by the hair and guided me there. "Now, suck bitch and make me cum good and I will reward you for your effort." I sucked her clit and found it not so bad. I was getting more turned on also. . I, also, had a popularity problem. I, also, did not achieve the goals that I strove for. Here I was, a full blooded, full hormoned teenager and all the girls that I met or went out with were interested in my brain, my personality, but not, to my chagrin, not my body. There we were at camp. There were three more significant experiences at camp. My last year there, 1971, I fell in love with Patti Li. My very first Asian (also my last) experience. As previously written, the last day of camp was a.