More tapping and the second stroke landed. I was not sure if Sophie had done this before, but this second stroke was stronger and certainly had a stin.... I remembered to count again.The next three strokes landed, and each seemed slightly stronger than the last. I was starting to struggle not to cry out. It was also an effort to keep still.“The last one coming up and remember to stay in position.”More tapping and the sixth stroke landed. It took my breath away. My bottom was feeling on fire. I. She: urge??Me: c’mon don’t act so innocent ………. You know it perfectly …… Don’t you get them….She: ok! Yeah I get them …..Me: then what you doShe: I watch some stuff…Me: exactly I was reading some..She: you were reading the story on incest that too that included cousin…..Were you portraying me in that….Me (hesitatingly): I would be lying if I say no……..She whispered in my ear smiling and what were you exactly doing…. Wait I said then went to see if mom was around, turned out she has gone to her. Usually I walk in the dark, before sunrise, unless it’s right after one of those goofy time changes.The day was hot and sticky. I knew that by the time I got back to my house, my shirt would be soaked with sweat. At the ripe old age of 39, my body isn’t as efficient as it used to be. If the temperature and humidity are in the 80s, I’m going to perspire. Case closed.As I rounded the corner I saw one of those portable tent-like stands set up, with a group of people yelling and shaking. Keith saw the girl point to a few different locations around the store then left Gemma to move to another group of people entering through another door. Keith watched with interest as shoppers’ faces lit up when they realised they were being greeted by a lovely, young, naked girl of about 18 years old at the most.Keith just smiled to himself at how easily he was now adjusting to wandering about in public in just his bare skin. Meeting this lovely, naked host in the Mitre 10 store had also.