For some reason I believed they would have eyes on me all the time and as much as it hurt I never spoke to her again. Sex was another thing I was comp...etely isolated from, every time there was a girl on TV that my parents believed was dressed to sluty they made me change the channel. I never got "The talk" from my father and I was to scared to bring it up. I knew I had a general idea what sex was and what went where when it came to boys and girls but I didn't think much of it because I feared. “Well, your bondage chair is all fixed up and like new now, Mistress Garett,” he turned to Mrs. Garrett to excuse himself after completing his work.Tootie rolled in on roller skates alongside her best friend Natalie. “Oh no, the bondage chair? Not again!” Tootie complained.“It isn’t so bad,” Natalie admitted with a trace of a shy smile. She liked submissive training.“You were the one who broke it when you were bound in it and we started tickling you,” Tootie reminded Natalie that she had been. ’ None of this seemed real. All of this played out more like a fantasy. Unprepared to fall in love but already in love at first sight, she shove him in a sexual fantasy of epic, mind blowing proportions when she pushed him against the wall to kiss him. With all of this happening so fast, he didn’t know what to believe. Only, this wasn’t fantasy. This was real and seemingly she was just as sexually attracted to him as he was to her. Yet why? Why was she seemingly as sexually attracted to him as. She was a tiny girl. She was perfectly proportioned and her size wasn’t evident until she stood beside you. ‘Thank you kind Sir.’ I put the motor back down and started it back up. I backed out and we motored slowly back out the channel to the river proper. I grinned at her, ‘Is this your first time on the Oklawaha River?’ She smiled and nodded. I noticed she was a bit nervous. ‘Is this your first time in a boat?’ She nodded again. ‘Can you swim?’ She shook her head. I took the boat out of gear..