Though, judging by the reaction I got when I went down on her-less fragile by the second.Anyhow, I was completely hard by the time I got done with her... and the hardness wouldn't go down. "Gym's next," Natalie said to me on the way out of the class. "I understand why you didn't want me to do it, but you really need someone to take care of that!" she said, pointing down."Don't worry, Natalie," Amanda said, coming up behind us. "I've got the situation well in hand," she grinned, and grabbed my by. I felt very unhappy that I had no control over mybody. Then I remembered Chandelle playing with her dolly and I wonderedif she was controlling me like she did her dolly. Was I Chandelle's newdolly?Suddenly I was picked up from the floor. Mommy held me on her lap as shekept talking to Chandelle. I could now see Chandelle, she looked alittle different than she did in the car. Her hair was more yellow andcurlier than before. And her face was so cute and adorable that when shesmiled she could make. And whether or not it is acceptable, by the norms of our society, how sex appeared as love and acceptance to a boy that was bullied and beaten on an almost daily basis,(not mentioned in part one) and just stepping out the door of my home felt like a risk to my safety.Part two takes you deeper into the emotional state of that boy as he grew in his new family of friends.Korky and I became inseparable. The other kids teased us unmercifully but we did not care anymore. Instead of walking together,. But I still insisted. Through them, I could sense the love in hislips passing into my body, and I would cry the happiest tears. The tearsof a woman in love, feeling as a woman in the deepest recesses of hersoul. One time, while he was inundating my breasts with kisses, sending meto Heaven, his cock sprung out of his boxers, hard as marble. I could feelhis head probing my groin and my lower belly. We both let it play, untilthe tenderness between us overruled its impatience and it returned.