Throughout supper, Henry could not stop watching his nails. It was all so indescribably exciting and beautiful. He blushed deeply when he noticed th...t his mother was watching him admiring his nails. After supper he quickly excused himself and went to his room to 'study for his test'. For a long time he lay reading, at least he was turning the pages, looking at his nails, but he was too excited to take anything in. At last he drifted off into a dream-filled sleep.When he awoke the next. The night we were married, as we were getting ready for bed a friend of his showed up for a few drinks with us. I had more than I should have is what I liked to tell myself regarding why it happened. Somehow or other we started playing strip poker. It wasn't long before we were all just about naked. It was fun, I thought, and when I lost and had to take my bra off, my husband asked his friend John if he had seen better tits than mine. Of course John said he hadn't. Next my husband reached over. Daphne felt both fear and a strange excitement, which she did not understand. Daphne felt the cane again, feather light. It drew away and then swished through the air, comming down hard across her buttocks. Daphne cried out, her body quivering under the stroke. She gripped the back of the chair tightly as the pain burned across her bottom. There was a another swish and another stroke landed, this time on the soft skin where her bottom joined her thigh. Her mother administered the strokes. I, I like guys and want to have fun with them, but I’m still a virgin and want to stay that way for now, so I need to give them something good. And if I can’t even do that, no one will date me.” Dating. Not something I was too familiar with. Now where to go with this. “I need to get better.”“You could watch porn. There’s lots of videos…” She rolled her eyes.“I’ve SEEN porn Finn. It’s different when you’ve got a guys.