‘Like what?’ They came to a large wall of rocks that extended from halfway up the beach out into the water. She took the blanket from him, laid it...out on the dry sand, and sat down, gesturing for him to do the same. ‘I feel young when I’m with you. Not that we’re old,’ she laughed, ‘I just haven’t felt my age in a long time.’ She paused. ‘And you make me feel special.’ She looked over at him and gave a small smile. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, and asked, ‘Why is it your. .of being forced to present my bare bottom forpunishment like an errant schoolgirl, seemed worse than the imminent painI was about to endure. Oh how little I knew. The first stroke was aprofound shock...I yelped loudly...but as they continued, relentlesslythe pain and the heat grew, and grew, and grew...and all the time Masterlectured me, lectured me like an errant schoolgirl....'are you going tobe a good girl from now on Rebeka?....has Rebeka learnt her lesson?....isRebeka ever going to. The softly kissing of your now naked breasts. My lips can feel that your chest starts to tremble because of the heavy work your lungs fulfill. Slowly my hand captures the hills south of your back. Your trembling hands taking away pressure by ripping pants. Slowly I feel a small trembling hand on my thigh. Gripping my wet slippery skin, searching something to hold on to. Nails sink in my skin. Soft nipples between my lips raise themselves like proud mountains. My hand tears down the hiding place. As I moved my hand on her thigh I felt her legs open slightly, as she moved around a little to give herself more room. She was wearing quite a long skirt and I moved my hand down her leg to the bottom of the hem and then, sliding back up on the inside of her thigh. He reaction was to open her mouth wider so that we could kiss even more deeply and press her fingers harder against the front of my pants. There was no stopping me now, as my hand slid further up the soft smooth flesh of her bare.