” I was taken aback by what he told me. Paul and I had been friends since the first grade. We were practically inseparable, almost doing anything we...wanted together, hanging out, going to parties, whatever. Anything of the sort, we’d do whatever we could to spend it together. And now he was telling me… “Toronto? But… I thought you had applied somewhere around here. Why Toronto?” I asked. He explained to me that Toronto’s programs in photography seem far more appealing to him than whatever was. She had told me how she loved to give handjobs and how she felt powerful when she had a guys cock under her control, i explained my love of watching and in addition to our own relations she was very open to the idea of me watching her with other men, especially if she was either giving hand or gob jobs.We started to spend many weekends at a cheap hotel in Hannover drinking in the bars eating at street fast food stands and visiting the red light area.It was a very erotic thing, we were always. I had gotten Aunt in trouble and now not only would Uncle punish me but I was sure she would do it again later. I was stuck and nowhere to go.“Get her ready and prepare yourself as well! She gets the normal paddling but you get something more, my love.” He stood and Aunt came over to the stool I was on. “Come with me, Sweetie.” She said gently. She took me over to his huge desk, and gently directed me to bend over it. She lifted my skirt over my hips. Then she pulled the white cotton panties. He had carefully had histwo new hands hold each other, then used his old ones to finishwashing up. It felt strange to be showering this way, but did keephis new hands from getting in the way."Damn hair," Jordan grumbled, a little annoyed at how it seemed tokeep getting in the way. He wasn't used to having long hair or havingto spend so much time and shampoo on washing it. At the moment thethought of cutting it all short again was extremely tempting, and assoon as he climbed out of the shower.