Her hips had not begun to curve and she had only the thinnest blond wisp of hair on her beaver.Sandy bent over and held her knees. I watched as she wa... hit twenty times with the strap. She had red marks all across her bottom. Then her mother had her stand in the corner naked until her father came home two hours later. He came into the room and had her bend over as he inspected the marks. It looked like all of the marks had completely faded. He wasn’t happy. He made Sandy kneel on the bed and. I cozy up right next to her. She smiled but doesn’t look at me. She knows what’s about to happen. I grab her face and turn her be face to face with me. I begin to slowly and lightly kiss her lips. That’s too slow for her. She jumps on top of me and gets right into the hardcore make out sessions we were use too. Her tongue deep inside my mouth. My dick was already hard before we even began. Now it was throbbing. So I use my strength and flip her onto her back and me on top. I bring my head low. Although his mother was the one who beat him, she was the one he knew. He was used to her. He wanted to remain in familiar territory.This story illustrates our relationship to our own egos. The ego is our pain, but it is what we know, and we resist moving out of it. The effort it takes to grow out of painful patterns often feels more uncomfortable than remaining within them. Personal growth can be painful, because it can make us feel ashamed and humiliated to face our own darkness. But the goal. ..you know? Be near you..."She developed a sour face and made the sarcastic sounding comment of,"Oh that's great," while rolling her eyes in an expression of distaste.I had never seen a young woman so full of herself and I was desperate tocome up with some way to justify getting closer to her and I certainlycould not imagine living my life without her so I blurted out a deepdesire that must have been there since I first saw her. I was tremblingwhen my next statement was made, I said, "My.