.' Daniel called back '...what you say, I didn't hear you...' Charlie sang out '...I can't hear you...' Again I called '...honey I need a towel...' an... again I cried... I could here the little whore giggling as Daniel said '...here I come baby put this around you and come on out...' I took the towel and dried off. It was then I noticed that it would not wrap all around me and I had to pinch two of the ends together to hide my nakedness and yet my left leg, from my feet to my hip joint was. Never mind. As before, I had to guide her hand to my raging erection, but this time she was more eager, and I gave her sweet time to explore, m***** me there. I pushed her head slightly and asked her to kiss me there, which she complied but just kisses again, and a few licks. God she’s killing me with her naivety.She came up to kiss me, I laid us both down then resumed, enjoying the fruits of my kiss 101 lessons just now, moving downwards to suck on those tender breasts and just generally. After that, things calmed down for a while. I carried the marks from that paddling for weeks; the marks from the large holes in the paddle. He knew exactly what he was doing with that paddle too. Each mark was a circle with a raised bruise in the center, outlined by an ashen white circle. The worst ones were all over my ‘sit-down’ area, they covered it. Material of panties or slacks were an irritation when I walked (and it was uncomfortable to walk for a few days), sitting was uncomfortable. I. After a little, I came around and made it up to a house near by. I knocked on the door and was asked from inside what I wanted. I said I had been robbed and beaten. The door opened a little bit and a little old lady looked out. She saw I was telling the truth and opened the door and brought me in. She had me to lay on the couch. I was soaking wet from head to toes. She said that she had to get those wet clothes off me. Slowly she began to take my clothes off. She removed my shirt and then my.