” She grinned at me and I watched her cute little horny ass wiggle as she headed up the hill. She jumped on him as I rested and came right back to m... for more when they were done.She stayed with me the rest of the time except when I sent her to her fiancé. We fucked and fucked and fucked. She wouldn’t go to my tent because she said she’d promised her fiancé to stay in sight. The drugs I was on kept me hard but I was shooting dust after a while. She loved it anyway.We were fucking with other. I hear him over near my tool chest. Yes I have a tool chest. It is 36x20x10 inches and its full.He walks over to me and smacks my asshole hard with a small paddle. I yell out from the pain. He smacks me four more times. Each one harder then the next. By the last one I have fallen onto the bed crying. He had some lotion somewhere and he starts to massage my butt."You know this happens when you don't listen"Once I have stopped crying and my ass feels better. "Take of you pajama top"He starts to. Things calmed down after awhile. As we were leaving, our hosts invited us back next Friday night and to stay the weekend for they had some friends coming into town that they thought we would like. We agreed and drove home. Kay and I thought about stopping on a side road, but we were both too tired.The week moved by quickly. Finally Friday arrived and we went off to the house on the lake. Upon arrival, we were introduced to Marc and Cynthia's friends, Kim and Jake. Kim was on the short. .. and then, one summer, my friends... they changed.” Stephanie sighed. “They started dating... uh, they started dating each other during middle school. They’d moved on to this... idea that they were a mature couple, young adults in a relationship. They stopped playing with me, and they became distant, but also... they started to talk about me, made fun of me in school. I don’t know if it was ever really even enough to consider it bullying, but coming from them, it really just... Devastated.