Mr. Winters is a handsome man and here he was taking my sock off. It felt strangely erotic. His hands rubbed my leg and then my foot and ankle.“Does...this hurt?”I shook my head no. It didn’t hurt, it felt good actually. “Did you hurt your other foot?”I told him I didn’t think so. He said we should check just to make sure. He slowly took off my other shoe and then rolled down my other sock. His fingers were touching my skin lightly. My bare legs were open some what and he was standing between. Where have you left your skates, young lady?" In the kitchen, Daddy," she replied, with mock sheepishness."You mean you haven't put them away properly? So you had time to play a trick on your father, but no time to care for the equipment he bought you? Very naughty! For that, I'm afraid you'll have to be PUNISHED!" With that I leapt like a grinning maniac over the back of the couch, and my schoolgirl quarry shrieked once again, pausing only to playfully hurl the elbow pads in her hands at me. To have the very same treatment given to her, she who always spoke up against the historical subordination of women....she felt like a,whore in her mind as,well, as if even her mind had lost it's ideals. She had come another step closer to being a whore in spirit, as well as body.John saw,megan crying silently, a hollow look in her usually fiery eyes. Hr guessed another ember of her fiery spirit had been doused in cum. All the better for him, she'd become a real slave faster. He quietly stroked. The girl lay back against a muddy embankment and lifted her dress. The Tommy dropped his trousers and placed himself between her legs and began to thrust at her."Oh no, Monsieur, you are not in me, you are in zee mud." Well the Tommy pulled back and tried again and again the girl said, "No, no, you are in zee mud." So he pulled back and tried again, this time the girl said, "Wee, wee, I think that you are in me now." The Tommy thrust at her for a bit, then pulled back again and said, "To hell.