. Nine.. OW!.. shit.. oh shit.! TEN!!.. Oh fuck.. I'm sorry.."Jasmines body rocked, toes stretching as she lifted her arse higher trying to dissipate ...he impact. "Oh dear Jasmine.. hesitation. And we haven't even started on the other side yet"I resumed stroking her cheek with the brush.Jasmine was sobbing gently now, tears flowing, snivelling to prevent her nose from running. "I'm sorry.. I'm really sorry!" It was almost a wail."Ok. We will work the other cheek. Then I'll consider the. "He's pretty fucked up."Grimsley snorted, "I can see that. You know these boot camps ... They just can't hold their liquor." Grimsley took a swig of his beer, "Nope. These kids today are a bunch of pussies. You should take this boy over to 'the compound' and put some hair on his chest."Bailey smiled. "I was already planning on it once I get enough liquid courage in him."Grimsley grabbed me by the chin and jerked my head so that I was looking him in the eye, "Hot Damn! How would you like some. When I got home I managed to hide the bag under my shirt and skirt past my dad up to my room, quickly moving it to my dresser drawer. I had never masturbated before but I heard from some of the older girls, at the movie theater I worked at, how great it felt and how much stress it relieved. I couldn’t bring myself to do it that night so I left it in the drawer and went to bed after a quick shower. The last day of school before winter break I had the two biggest finals of my school life and it. .From my side of the equation I often savored the surprising sexual intensity of corrupting Ashley's type of innocence and stuffy cultural norms. I think she in turn felt a surprising surge of new sexual power and how she could use that over me and most of the men she would meet in the future. I absolutely loved feeling her new raw sexual desires for "fresh cock." I loved luring her over the edge and into wild abandonment. I loved promoting new fantasies and feeling her genuine excitement.