(God, that sounds so smugly conceited, doesn't it? But what can I do? Even as strong as these words are, they can't even begin to express the tremendo...s admiration that I feel for this woman who gave birth to me.)Well, let's get back to the story. That first night at home I was in something of a daze. Everything about me was bright and cheerful, and I was pleased that the whole family seemed glad to have me home. I tried to slip back into my old familiar way with them, but somehow I felt stiff. “You ever think that maybe this wasn’t an accident? That maybe Jeana had this planned out?”“Huh? What?” I just stared at him; my bottle frozen halfway to my mouth.He shrugged. “Hey, you’re about to go away and she isn’t going to want to wait for you, is she? So maybe she managed to get caught by her parents, and that breaks you two up nice and neat?”I rolled my eyes at this. “You’re shitting me, right?”“I’m just saying, are you sure?”“You think Jeana managed to time this so that she was buck. Tell me how you want things to go. She started to open her mouth to speak but he put his finger on her lips. "No tell me with your body." I.....I don't know how." She said barely above a whisper."Yes you do. Just let it out. Tonight be who you want to be. If you want to be loved like a princess then go slow and gentle." He looked her straight in the eyes,"If you want to be loved like a whore speed things up, get rougher. Bite instead of kiss, spank instead of caressing. Take what you. Do, as your told was the reply. Yes maam was all I said and complied by bending over and grabbing my ankles. Smack, smack, smack was all you could here for the next several minutes. My bottom was on fire once again. When she stopped she started playing with the plug that was in my bottom hole moving it in and out and getting me all excited again. I was hard as a rock again. She giggled at my condition and said go get the rest of the stuff from the truck. I went outside again this time with an.