" Jennifer handed the paddle to Graham and after a few experimental taps on Jennifer's bottom he began her paddling. Again he started gently, letting ...er skin warm to its caress. While this was certainly much stingier than his hand, Jennifer felt herself being transported. Te tent combination of the paddle and Graham's warm hand on her breasts started pushing her towards orgasm. Graham slid his hand up to her face and cupped her face, turning it towards him a little. Jennifer stared at him, a. I had never really thought about women’s undergarments up until that point.“What’s up Mom”? I asked as I stashed my books on the desk beside the table.“I am getting ready for Katie’s lingerie shower,” she said as she fussed with a pink satin ribbon she was making with a little bow maker jig that she often used to make bows for gifts.I was confused and said, “what is lingerie”?“Oh sweetie, you must know that lingerie is what we call women’t undergarments,” she said as she got up from the table. The shirt was long enough but not too long. Zack didn’t know whether she was naked beneath the shirt or not. He could only wish that she was. Ignorant of his presence in the room, Kathy continued with her cooking. Zack stood for sometime admiring the beauty standing before him. Zack cleared his throat. Kathy turned around and her heart started racing. Zack was standing against the kitchen wall, his arms folded and his gaze intense. His eyes were pinned onto her body, measuring every curve. He. She must not see his wound: if she did, if she looked into it, she would see the shadows and they would become real. ‘Then I will be reborn.’ She finished for him, confident she spoke the truth, yet, for the first time in her life, uncertain of what the words meant. ‘Yes.’ he said, surprised that one so young could see the inadequacies of the words it had taken him a lifetime to discern, or had it? Had he known all along? Sometimes he thought that he had always know and just refused to admit.