Sweet to my eyes, sweet to my nostrils, sweet to my lips. But I imagine there are even sweeter tastes to be had?"He asked the question, knowing that s...e was already so wet that it had dampened the top of her thighs. He caught the hot scent of her arousal and she felt him growing hard against her back."Is there anything you want to say?" he asked, circling her completely with his arms.She looked down at the arms that held her - how strong, how sure he was of himself. Her sense of self was fading. Theywould say that the argument is moot because the question is moot. Theywould say there are no differences between men and women. Anything mencould do women can do.Beth agreed that men and women should be free to purse whateverpursuits that they wanted. But having the privilege of living life asboth genders she knew that the feminist argument was wrong. Men andwomen were different, and not just physical and biologic differences.As Beth she was more cautious and less inclined to take risk. Dean was 5’6, quite short and had brown shaggy hair with bit of salt and pepper grey. He was 34yo, he had a scruffy beard from working night shifts as an electrician, he had light hair on his arms and legs and a cheeky smile. As we were chatting away I went through their paper work and got them both signed up and ready to start the class.Before the class started I got everyone to warm up by doing high knees, running on the spot etc. And as I asked the class to start doing star jumps I looked. I'm so scared of pain and Miss Danielleseems to like making me cower."Now put on the pretty clothes I got for you out of your closet wimp.Good girl. First your pink cloth little girls panties with the adorableflowers. Gooood girl! They look so cute on you Megan. Now hook yourlittle matching training bra. Tell me how much you want little boobs tofill out your bra sissy. Daddy will like that. Good wimp! Now put onyour white capri pants. I just love the little zippers at the bottoms ofthese.