I can’t stop thinking about it.’ Amy’s heart jumped into her throat. That just came out! She had not meant to say it! Oh my God! What would Robe...t think of her? The tension in the car mounted as Amy sat in mortified silence. Finally Robert looked over at her and commented, ‘That’s something for us to discuss when we get home. I suppose some punishment might do you good, given the crap that you’ve pulled and everything that’s happened.’ Amy felt whirlwind of emotion. She was terribly afraid, but. I just enjoyed with a puzzled pleasure each new experience. He had taken control of me; laid me on my side in front of him. His fingers played with my ass. He sought out ecstasy that I'd thought could only be felt by a penis. Now it was my turn to moan, to cry out. Just as I thought nothing could be more overwhelming he withdrew his fingers and introduced the sheer magic of his cock into me. He had prepared me so beautifully that it was hardly painful. My only thought was that we were made for. Nothing about her to stand out. The everyday for the next week of so was pretty much the same. Debbie and the kids came and went. Ann brought Sgt Chin by and we had a nice visit. He and I thanked each other for being there when needed. (Discovered he was the one who directed the officers on scene to get me out fast. All things considered, that fast action likely saved my life.) Of course the different medical personnel came and went. Twice a day the wonderful Mary Beth came to do physical. “You are a magical man from the bedtime stories,” a twelve-year-old girl said, sitting down with her butt on my knees, well forward from my dick. “I’ve never seen them go to a stranger to cuddle. They sometimes will sit next to my parents when they are sad, but they don’t let my parents hold them. The biggest thing of all is that you are not just a boy, you’re a naked boy, and they’re naked too. They stopped bathing with boys when they were five and started bathing by themselves when they were.