"I don't imagine there are any lasting psychological scars, but last night was a little tough," I said. "Yes, for me, too. You can't imagine how much...I wanted to experience your cock inside me. Girls are nice, but it's nothing compared a big stiff one in the chute" "Perhaps I have some idea. Maybe we can do something about it later." She gave me a friendly kiss on the lips and left the kitchen. I stayed in the kitchen wondering what this day might have in store for me. Despite the mild. I lead your hand to your breast and make you caress your nipple as you suck and stroke me. I want you to do my will, to be punished for your naughty behavior lately, so I order you to touch yourself down there. You try to plead, but I once more cut you off with, Do it! and sarcastically add, wild one?. You do as your told until I fear Im going to cum from your sucking and stroking….Im not done with you yet, so I pull you off and push you onto the bed. Before you can fully push me away with a. I had been planning to buy one for our friendNatalie, but now I guess I was getting on too. Jenny gave me a quickkiss on the cheek and whispered, "Better." We returned to the boothand did some more shopping.As we were walking away from the United area and heading over for theWild area, the two of us received a few boos on my new shirt. We bothgiggled a bit. I will admit that some boys finding me attractive gaveme a little boost, though not as much as Jenny's comment to the guysbooing. . Was ME! And then, a strange thing happened.I started to cry.I threw myself down on the bed, and I think I cried for at least an hour. Momcame in at some point and held me and gently stroked my head, but didn't sayanything. The character of the tears changed at some point, though. At first,they were tears of pain, for all the sadness, despair and deception I hadbeen forced to endure; but then, they shifted to tears of joy; sheer,unbelieving joy that I had been so lucky to have my deepest wish.