“I thought that too about me spanking Emma, so I have started using a leather strap with a split end. Even that is sometimes too soft, in my view, a...d I now sometimes send her out into the garden to cut a few switches. Both implements hurt even more than the hairbrush.”“Good idea,” Claire mused.The conversation stopped again when they heard another Melanie climax and the two women smiled and looked lovingly at each other and both simultaneously had the same memory of something that had meant a. Besides, what makes you think I'd fuck you? You probably couldn't handle someone like me. I bet you wouldn't last 2 minutes anyway. What a laugh!!" and she turned on her heel and started to walk away. I felt something flame inside me....rage, humiliation from being shit-talked by some tramp who thinks she's God's gift to men, lust and the fire to possess her. I grabbed her from behind and spun her around."You're nothing but a cockteaser and a whore. I'm sick of your shit and attitude. . For the night, the week-end, even for an hour. I had them wrapped around my finger, and I was smart enough to know it. What they didn’t know, was that my mother wouldn’t mind me coming over and fucking them every day. That she might even join in, once I filled her in on the details...details like Jim’s huge, thick cock (and even bigger loads of cum), and Charlotte’s dominant streak. Mamma would love that. She liked to dominate me, but that’s cause I’m a little girl. When it comes to. " Would you love me if I decided to stay as David for ever?" Yes," came the firm answer."What if I decided to become Jayne?" Of course I'd still love you. I love you for you. I'm ashamed to onlyrealise that since Saturday. I dreaded you stopping being Jayne, butapart from the clothes, you are still the same kind and wonderfulperson." Do you mean that I still act like Jayne?"Helen didn't say anything for a bit, but eventually she said reluctantly,"A little." A little?" Okay, you've always.