I have had sensitive male lovers, but they are the exception, rather than the rule.My first experience with another female was when I was 13 years old... My friend Jennifer and I were very close. We had gone through the first ravages of puberty together. We watched ourselves and each other as our bodies were transformed from slim, almost boyish forms-- to a more awkward, almost lanky body. Which was at times embarrasing, and yet at other times wonderful. I watched Jennifer as her chest was. I was absolutely stunned looking at her and I was keeping on staring at her and wondering how would she look naked? How big would be her breasts? Now what will she ask me to do? She then ordered me. The conversation went as follows: Shilpa: Welcome Johnny boy!! Looking super hot am I too?And she winked at me with a naughty smile. Man, I was floored.Me: Yes Madam. You resemble Salma Hayek a lot. I am getting a terrible hard on looking at you.Shilpa: Yes I can see that Johny boy! That’s why I. . that gives you no right." I saw it!" the customer from earlier said. "That's sexual harassment." No no," Mike said. "That's not what happened. I was helping him." Bullshit," I said. "I've seen the way you've been ogling the femaleemployees here." Well, who are you going to tell?" he said. "I'm the manager here." You know what?" I said pulling off the apron I was wearing. I threw itat him. "It's not worth it. I quit."I stormed down the aisle to where I clock out. I clocked out and . So, once happy with the red colour of both bottom cheeks and the tops of the legs, she stopped spanking with her hand, picked up the hairbrush, tapped it on each bottom cheek and enjoyed the gasp of realisation from the granny, raised the hairbrush quite high, and then brought it down with a loud thwack on the already very red bottom.Jennifer had found the spanking quite hard to deal with and her bottom was already stinging, but when the wooden hairbrush spanked down on her bottom, she cried.