”“I know, it kept me wet on the plane all the way home, the stewardess kept looking at them.”“She probably fancied you.”“I know she did”...she laughed, “She gave me her number.”“I’d love to see you with another woman.”“There’s a film of me and Precious, Errol’s sister in my case, I think you’ll like it.”“You had sex with her?”“A nice long sixty-nine,” she giggled. “After a day spent drinking rum and lazing naked on the beach.”“Naked?”“Mmm, yes, all three of us were naked, you’ll love her darling,. She didn’t try to pull away but kept her mouth on him the whole time as he unloaded into her. She swallowed it all, and there was a lot of it. When he finally stopped shooting, she removed her mouth and looked up at him, smiling at him. He was still hard and his cock was still pulsing from the blood pumping into it. She pulled her dress over her head and was now only clad in a bra and white lace panties, the crutch of them soaked. She uncllipped her bra and removed it, discarding it onto the. When I found at age 14 that I was different, I reveled in it, and for a time considered piercings and tattoos to complement my uniqueness. Those ideas were discarded as too permanent, so today I have blue hair and orange toenails, along with multiple earrings in both ears. The one shows himself at the fringe of the small crowd, and I rise and stroll to the water, giving him a better look at my full hips and bottom. I walk languidly, feeling the dampness seep into the fabric of my suit. The. My mind was buzzing. If the hairbrush hurt so much what would the cane be like. Seconds later I found out as I heard the swish, felt the cane slice in to my bare skin, and then the pain spread across my bottom. Right across it. I screamed out in pain. I wanted to cry out for Eva to stop. I didn’t though. A moment later the second stroke sliced across my bottom. I couldn’t understand why it hurt so much. That was until Eva said with a sarcastic tone, “I do enjoy multiple strokes. A break between.