” It was common to regard other communities, whether ethnic or religious, with deep suspicion. Her own village once had a sizable Muslim community, ...ut the rebels had expelled them years ago. They weren’t regarded as Tamil, even though that was the language they spoke. The idea of everybody living side by side happily seemed a pipe dream to her.She was in a thoughtful mood on the drive back to campus. “I had a wonderful time today,” she said dreamily.“Me too.”“But the real reason you brought me. “Alright, I’ll get you something to eat.” As I stood and turned away from her, I could hear her try to get up.“Did you undress me?” I turned around and saw her holding the blanket over her chest.“No, I found you that way. Don’t worry, I didn’t touch you or anything. Your safety was the only thought on my mind.”“Do you promise?”“Yes,” I said with my voice raspy. Several seconds passed where the girl stared into my eyes, and I stared into hers. Finally, she smiled. “I believe you.” She stood up. I'm rubbing my ass absentmindedly. When I finally notice the stinging sensation I remember its cause. When dad slapped my ass I had a thrill go through my body, but I wanted to take advantage of being close to him, even on that flimsy pretext, so I ignored it. I can't ignore it now. I'm weak at the knees imagining being on his knees, my cheerleader skirt flipped up and he'd spank my bare bottom. Fuck! I'm not even in the shower and my fingers are in my pussy. I give my clit a soft click and it. I hadexplained to her how her desires had to be subjugated to the wants ofthe man. But knowing what was expected would be fine-tuning andrepetitive practice. So this night she was kneeling again in front of meslowly pulling my briefs down exposing my semi-erection. I stood in thekitchen since I thought this would be the best room to start. It waswhere she had learned her chores of womanhood and thus the best settingfor domination. Before she touched my cock and balls Billie rubbed herhands.