” He says. Was that a compliment? I raise my head and smell the air. I listen to his breathing. I see him, his shape, his aura, his soul. He is swee... and strong with the body of a dancer. He is so unlike any other man I have ever met, but he thinks that I'm just a child. Oh how I wish I could let him know that in this body is a woman who longs for him. “It's ok if you don't want to.” “Ok.” I say softly. My voice sounds weak. I'm weak. “Great! Just come over here and I'll help. Another girl refused point blank to go on holiday to Vietnam with her boyfriend. That was the final straw. He'd always wanted to go there. He thought she should see more of it too." Sorry, excuse me, sorry," a tall girl, smartly efficient in a business suit but clutching a coffee mug in one hand, a plate of toast in the other and with her brief case wedged under her arm, was trying to get through the space between Adrian's table and another. There wasn't enough room. Adrian pulled his chair. “Yes! Please, please,” she pleaded. There was a school playground across the street, I pointing to it and asked, “Would you like to go over there and suck my cock for me?” “Alright,” she said. Then she added, “After, will we go to your place?" “If we go to my place, you promise that you’ll do whatever I want, right?” I asked to confirm. “I promise,” She said. “No matter what it is I want to do you’re going to do it?” “Yes.” “You say that now, but what if I ask you to do something you don’t. ." he mutters, his voice menacing, causing her to shiver and shake in her prone position."I thought it about time you had a real man...But first you need to be punished..."His words have barely left his lips when he brings his flat hand down sharply onto her quivering buttocks. Caught totally by suprise she cries out in pain, the fierce slap stinging her skin."Please!...I'm...sorry!" she pleads once again only to be met with another swift smack directly onto her burning skin."It's for your own.