. me, too." That was one of the few times I ever saw MP turn red with embarrassment. Everyone there knew we had been making love for years so I never ...id figure out what the big deal was. We flew to Bermuda for a honeymoon courtesy of Grandpa. A warlock buddy of his was the manager of the beautiful oceanfront hotel. He took great care of us. We swam and sunned, ate wonderful food, and made beautiful love over and over and over. Our wedding night MP came out of the bathroom wearing a sexy white. My three friends, those that I had come to this club with, rushed into the room and looked at my like hungry animals. Now what was I going to say? That it was me and not this gorgeous blond woman they were all drooling over? Dream or not, there was no way that they would believe me. I tried never the less to dissuade their efforts, but at six hands against two, the final result was inevitable. Soon I felt my large breasts being eased out of the dress to be squeezed and abused rather. But it’s not between you and me. He’ll be asleep, remember? So what does or does not happen with him, that doesn’t matter to me right now.”“Ok. Fine. I wait for him to be asleep. Then I get naked under my sheets. And then?”“Then? Then nothing. You go to sleep.”“Nothing? What the fuck?” she exclaimed.“Faith, my beautiful Sabra!”“Your Hebrew is as bad as his. I’m not a Sabra. I was born in Canada and only made aliyah a few years ago. A Sabra is native born here in Israel”“Forgive me…I’m not. Different tests, but we share space and most of the teachers.Against the normal demographics, in this little village, boys are the majority, in our class, there are 16 boys and only 4 girls, and if you focus on my age, well, a year up, a year down, 4 boys and only one other girl. She’s Samantha, and she’s my friend.My auntie Helena believes in corporal punishment, of course only for girls, since boys are better than us, I asked once to her why the boys were never spanked, her answer was hard.