We were in Germany for 4 years as my dad was in the military. We were both in our little tent, laying on our sleeping bags when Mark c suggested we pl...y a game. It was basically playing doctor. Problem is he was more concerned with wounds in and around my crotch. I remember one of the wounds was a head wound. As his hand went towards my crotch again, I stated in a somewhat louder voice the wound was on my other head. He busted out laughing and that was pretty much the end of the game. My next. I saw how the little nub of her clitoris stood out slightly beneath it's hood and I commented on the tiny little hole beneath it,"That's my urethra Lenny" she said with a smile,"Of course it is" I said completely mystified and she giggled,"Sit back and I'll show you"She seemed to force herself for a second, but then I guffawed as a little jet of urine squirted out onto my chest,"It's where you pee from!" I laughed, "Why didn't you just tell me that?" Well I thought that my way would be more. I readily agreed and I began to realize that I had an ulterior motive in agreeing to eat a meal with Susan besides just being a friend to her. We drove to a nearby restaurant and after ordering, Susan sat and told me more about how stressful her day had been and all that had led up to her crying on my shoulder. I couldn't believe I was lucky enough to be sitting there talking to Susan, and I took full advantage of enjoying her physical beauty and maturity as we sat there eating. I couldn't help. She shoutedand swore at me as I strained every muscle in an effort to meet herdemands, but it was to no avail. She called me a worthless wimp, and alot of other names far worse, until I found myself on the verge oftears in frustration. I so desperately wanted to please her, but theperformance she wanted was always just out of my grasp. I was slow, orslovenly, or not concentrating, everything was wrong and her fury knewno bounds. Finally, I burst into tears, begging her to stop, pleadingfor.