I walked to the table and laid myself face down over one corner, my legs either side, 'Pull your cheeks apart for Daddy', and as I held myself open he...smeared my anus with the same cream, then inserting his fingers inside he pulled me open, 'You fucking tart, you bin gagging for this', his whole demeanor changed, he became nasty and vile, each powerful thrust into me, racking me with extreme pain, I thought of my friend Cindy's advice, 'Once he is in you relax, it will go easier, I promise',. Without the study of history we are doomed to make the same mistakes.The Cat and I took advantage of the 14 bus ... Dunedin to Port Chalmers. The bus is reasonably convenient ... the Hotel is the last stop before turn around and return. Every 30 minutes a bus arrives and departs. Just enough time for a cold one.It’s perfect for me ... I beach my Apex in front of the Hotel ... as long as I keep out of the way of the seaplane I’m fine. I stop at the Pub. I had moved out of the Hotel with the. "Not a bad idea," said Susan. "Let's do it."They dressed in bikinis and other than the slim bathing suits, took only towels with them. They went to the Santa Monica beach which was crowded with high school students and surfers, old drunks and an occasional whore. "You know," said Susan, as they made their way across the hot sand, "I wonder how we're gonna get these two guys, where ever they are, to pick us up." Don't worry about that," said Gloria. "I bet we don't even, get to put down our,. We lived rural but bussed into the city for school. The rural kids weren't as popular as the city kids. I was up early each morning and had two hours work done before showering, having breakfast then off to school. In school I had some friends but never really fit into any of the cliques. The girls are the ones who were mean to me. They nicknamed me "Farm Girl". Some of the jocks would talk or flirt with me but if their girlfriends were around they ignored me.Life on the farm was fun but also.