"This wasn't what I wanted, it wasn't what I imagined. I expected to be fucked and that was it. This was something completely different. And then a ha...d smacked my bottom.I cried out but another slap contacted my other buttock and then another. And they were hard. They hurt. I clenched my teeth and another blow hit my bottom. Thwack! Thwack! Again and again the blows hit my cheeks. Tears were starting to squeeze out from between my eyes but I was determined not to give in. If this was what my. Just do what I tell you and it’ll all work out.”Sarah lay there, naked. She had rolled away from her tormentor, but she heard his words very clearly. She asked “When will it be over?”“When I say so, and not before.” I responded promptly. She looked at me a minute, then rolled facing away. I knew better than to leave her without at least a glimmer of hope, so I added “I’ll let you go soon enough, I just want to have some fun.”After a long silence, Sarah replied meekly, “ok….”“Till then!” I said. Show up at my house tonight at 9:00."Andy tried to protest, but he didn't want to be disrespectful to thelibrarian, so he agreed.When Andy arrived at Miss Ellingbee's house that night she was dressedin a long black negligee. They sat down on her living room couch and sheexplained her feelings about Denise. "This is serious. She's decided shewants to have sexual reassignment surgery. It's a very big decision, andI want to make sure she is 100% sure." But there's nothing I can do about that,". . pull up a chair... take a deep breath... and listen... I’m talking to you. You know who you are. Yeah, YOU! What the hell did you think would happen when you consistently planned your private quiet time so that you could log onto a chat site? Did you think you were safe hiding behind a keyboard? That your fears and unhappiness and emotions wouldn't be sitting there with you? That you would simply confess your desires to strangers and remain detached? Granted, there are some out there who can.