” “I know, I can’t wait to see her either.” “Go get out, I’m gonna change into my suit.” He threw a pillow at me and left laughing. “Y...U ASSWHOLE!” That just made him laugh harder as he went down the stairs. I went to my dresser and picked out my favorite bandeau bikini. It was a strapless top with a knot in the middle, it started out blue on one end and faded into a darker purple towards the other, the panties were the same design, low-cut and tight. By the time I made my way downstairs after. He pictured her as she'd looked the night before sitting on her floor looking at comics, her skinny legs bare up to mid-thigh, her bony shoulders exposed by her tanktop, the way her short brown hair framed her pixie-face. She was going to be a real beauty when she grew up...no, she was a real beauty NOW. Those full lips were made for kissing, and her tiny breasts, already almost A-cups and she was only 12 years old, were going to swell into ripe melons one day. "Judith," he groaned, catching. Tomorrow get up at 6am, wake Sylvia so she can watch, be in the kitchen by 7 sharp, before I go to work”. I had never known anyone else who’s mother punished them with ginger. If I had done something extremely bad my mommy drove the lesson home with a long piece of ginger in my anus. I was made to stand in front of my mother naked, bend over the wooden dinning table and spread my sore bottom. Sylvia looked at me with pity as I bawled like a baby, the ginger was fire. My mother and Sylvia ate. He thought every guy’s dick stood straight out like his. What the fuck did he know? He was just dumb shit k**. All he knew was riding his bike, playing stickball and swimming at the pool. The size and stiffness of his dick never occurred to him. Now all of a sudden, he knew and he wasn’t alone.“Hey! Get a load of Mr. Stiffo there!”That was his new nickname. It replaced his old one, a name he truly hated because of his size: Mr. Short Legs. Vic was short and skinny, only five foot six.