Your hand touches my chest, and I press my body against yours. I unclasp my bra, dropping it next to my shirt, and guide your hand to my beasts. "You'...e beautiful," you whisper, kissing my neck. We carry on like this for a bit, kissing and exploring each other's upper halves while our lower ones throb and tingle with anticipation. I slide my hand into my back pocket, which means I lift my hips to pull it out. Out of it comes a condom, which I hand to you.You take it shyly, and get up to take. I liked her! I was also surprised that I wanted her, having believed that with all the sex, and love, I was getting from Mom and Patty that I'd have no interest in anyone else.She'd told me she had a boyfriend, but complaining, said, "He's up north, from Boston, I haven't seen him all summer. How about you?"I lied! I don't know why, it just came out. "I've been going with someone too." I started."Oh, do I know her?" she asked, trying to hide her disappointment."She's older," I continued to lie.. Catherine!?!" "Uh, about a year, ma'am," Mary replied softly! "And in that year," the Mother Superior continued, "how many times have you been sent to detention!?!" "I-I-I'm not sure, ma'am," she stammered?!?" "Not sure," the Mother Superior replied incredulously, "you have set the record for number of infractions in her first year, by far!!!" "Oh," is all Mary could say in a small voice! "sister Mary," she continued, "do you really want to be a member of our order, or is this just some kind of. .. OOPPP!”Quentin raised the rod and lashed it down across Simone’s bottom.Her first stroke... Her first taste of pain... There was the thin weal. Bright pink. Encircling the squirming nates.Quentin was aware, as he gazed down in delight, that Simone’s cry had been shrill. Disbelieving.“That hurt, didn’t it, young Lady?”“Uuurff... urrff... oohh... you devil... oooh ..;. you devil... ”“You are going to regret that you spat upon your Master.”“Never... oooohhhh... never!”Quentin was enchanted by.