You ... understand?" Yes, ma'am," she answered meekly."I hope so. It would break my heart to see your Dad regretting your loss for the rest of his lif.... Look into my mind, see how serious I am. Obey or die forever," Julie said calmly.Patrick was right; Amy was scared silly."It's possible your shields will fail before this is over. That is expected. If they fail, it will be past the time when you need them anyway. Do what I've told you and everything should be ok ... probably." What?" Amy. He gently squeezed and rotated his hands as he stared at my boobs. His eyes got as large as saucers as he held me in his hands; these were the first breasts he had ever seen, other than pictures in men’s magazines. For several moments, he stood there not moving, not saying a word, just staring at my ample feminine charms. Not wanting to break the spell or interrupt his thoughts, I stood motionless, waiting to see what he would do or say next. I had to admit to myself that it did feel great to. I broke out a beer and poured her a rum runner we premixed before leaving the house. She lay on her towel face up and I sat next to her in my chair. Reaching over I stroked her thigh, to make it easier she bent her legs so her knees were pointed at the sky and spread her feet a bit. I lightly stroked her inner thigh just about touching her pussy but not quite for a few minutes causing her to start to role her hips to instigate contact. Instead moving my hand past her hips I stroked her stomach. She could still vividly recall the first time she realized she wasdifferent. She also remembered praying about it every day, tryingeverything she could think of to hide her "sin". She had feared thedifficulty it would cause, and her father, who was a member of the Phariseesect fulfilled her fears, and then some. His reaction stung, even now.She could remember all the stories from the Torah her father had taughther, back when he was still proud of her. Somehow, he always found the onesthat.