Everything had been so perfect so far, and inside the tiny part of her that was scared of the pain was drowned out by the rest of her, knowing it was ...ight. He slid the straps of her teddy down, rubbing her back and her shoulders. She undid his fly, pulling his pants down past his hips. She held his face in her hands, then ran her fingers through his silky brown hair, kissing him still.Finally she rolled onto her back, so she was lengthwise on the bed. She slid under the covers, and he followed. I swear i'd never - NEVER - do this kind of stuff if you didn't make me - I've learnt my lesson good.Yes, i'm doing those exercises every morning. But i gotta wait until the guys are in the showers, cause of the noise. I try and be quiet so i can do them all before they get up. The guys keep coming in the room looking for Reb. They won't let me touch his stuff. But its rank and all over the place and I'm worried they'll catch me fucking myself on my bed. It faces the door. Even if dad won't. “And if I asked you to spank me, what would your reaction be?” I moaned pitifully, and violently shook my head like some demented mongrel. She sighed. "I thought as much. You struggle with it because it seems to be about inflicting pain, and deriving pleasure from that. Ergo, that MUST make you abusive, or a criminal in making or some other damn thing?” I nodded silently, in awe of her perceptiveness. “And you are afraid that I will think less of you for these desires?” Again, I nodded. She. He whispered comforting things into my hair. He kissed my forehead, and wrapped me tight. "Come here," he said, leading me over to the couch. He sat down and led me down as well. I settled with my head on his lap, and his arm around me. Charles pulled a blanket over me and we decided to watch a movie. We decided on a romantic movie, one we hadn't seen before. About half way through the movie, I turned to lay on my back, still with my head on his lap. I smiled at him, he returned it, and leaned.