” He cleverly countered.“Yeah, I can tear some vanilla up!” I barked loudly as I freely glanced over at him. I fixed our drinks and then I led h...m out on to the deck and the spacious backyard of my home. It was a hot but brisk sunny afternoon. The cool breeze was welcomed on my rich, shiny, dark skin. I offered him a seat on a long wooden bench beneath a sun umbrella, I stretched out on nearby chaise lounge chair crossed my legs, fired up a Blunt took a puff, then a sip of my vanilla shake.. I would love if you could provide me a teacher for some private lessons. I would like a teacher who is experienced and patient and will draw out the best in me. I think however I will need somebody who is firm and quick to discipline me. I would be a diligent student and always make sure that I did any homework that he assigned to me. Despite my best efforts however I would want him to always expect more from me and to demonstrate this through regular spankings.Gift #3 - Some rope. I worry. My mother was able to forget it, I couldnt. I physically and emotionally needed him, I could feel it. I wanted to go live there, with them. At the end, she sent me to the psychiatrist, and there was a big surprise. The doctor told my mother that she had never seen anything like that in someone so young, told her that I had my feet firmly on the ground, was rational, that I knew the implications but didnt know how to deal with it, my love for someone who wasnt there anymore. Result: She asked. Lauren is Melisa's very best friend in the whole world, being that waysince they met in high school. Lauren lives in Auburn so that was thereason Melisa rode with us, and the fact that she buys clothes with themoney she saves on gas leaving her car at my house. There was no doubtMelisa would be on her cell phone before she turned the corner from ourhouse to tell her BFF about the exciting afternoon she had after leavingschool. I swear the whole school will know by morning.Melisa came, bright.