Daddy was waiting for me in the living room, sitting in his big easychair and staring at the front door. He had his belt in his hands, thelong black l...ather one that he usually wore. Daddy held it doubledover across his thighs and I had the impresson that he'd been sittinglike that for a long time already.I didn't say anything. I just swallowed hard and closed the doorbehind me with a loud snick sound. The house was very quiet and thatmade it worse somehow. It felt like there was nothing else. Saturdays none of us worked so we decided Saturday afternoon would be a good time. Glad to have the company of some people I could hardly wait for Saturday.On Saturday I got up went shopping for meat and alcohol for the BBQ and by the time I returned the other 2 couples where at the pool already and the fire for the BBQ was lit. I got changed and joined them in my bathing trunks, it turned out to be a lovely afternoon and we all drank more than we should and the conversation changed from one. Why was I still a virgin?Well, I really got my figure later, around fifteen to sixteen, even then, I didn't get the big boobs that seem so popular with boys. I'm a nice B-cup but no more.Also, I just didn't look to get fucked just to tell my friends I'd been done. No, with all the horror stories I'd heard about screaming and pain, blood, all that, I wanted someone gentle, caring, tender. A guy who would stop if I asked him to. How many would do that?And, I grew up in a pretty small farming town. Believe me, it's amazing to get the frankness and acceptance that I'm getting from all of you, as well as others at the club. I want to give it back. In talking with the girls, I haven't heard a lot about supportive men, except, perhaps Aimee's husband."It adds something very special to have Carol encouraging, way beyond my partner or partners being welcoming. I'm grateful to her -- and to you, Gerri -- for dealing with my being short on sleep."Maybe I have a male friend or two that might add.