I didn’t mean to offend you; I just know that you shouldn’t have to worry about money.” Lunch continued and my anger started melting with Steve ...aking me laugh and remember why I fell in love with him in the first place. Every time he laughed, his blue eyes sparkled and danced in the sunlight and I couldn’t help thinking about the good times we had. My mind drifted back to the hot summer nights we spent laying on the deck of his boat in the channel watching the stars. He always knew that a. I considered kicking off my shoes, but I didn’t want to be presumptuous. Of course, never be presumptuous with the person you just handed money to in order to fuck them. Makes sense.The click of heels indicated her return. She came in and glanced at me sitting on the edge of the bed but didn’t comment on my state of dress. That being, fully.“Um, so, I have to tell you something,” I blurted out. Great, way to mess things up before you start, you dolt, my inner voice berated me.She looked at me. ***Winter was my favourite season. I loved a snow, I loved a fresh smell offrost. I loved also this silence of frozen world. Even with these stupidpompons on my hat I felt this special kind of proud which native couldfeel in presence of foreigners - because most people are foreigners duringthe winter, they are children of sun and spring or summer. I was a childof late autumn and winter. Like the spirits of past whose presence Iexperienced sometimes.In opposite to people on the street who. " An extremely disobedient little pansy, that's what you are, aren't you?"It was too late; his Mother had walked him into the trap. To deny thiswould be seen as blatant cheek and he was too afraid of going there. Hehad no choice. His cheeks were going to suffer."Yes ... yes, Mummy." And what happens to disobedient little sluty sissy-boys, Honey?" They get ....punished, Mummy." Yes dear, they do. They get punished. Punished long, and punished hardon their very bare bottoms with this long leather.