The whole thing seemed so abstract and academic when they were talking it over their morning bagels. But now... She had given her husband a license to...whip her ass until she asked him to stop? Was she nuts? "No," she told herself. She was teaching Joe a lesson. She knew she wanted him to spank her harder when they were playing. She had to teach him what that meant. "Yes, Joe. Don't stop until you hear me say 'Uncle.'" He laid his belt against her ass and she closed her eyes. The belt. I was certain to be quickly advancedin school well beyond my years which would make my social life difficultif not hell. Not to mention being a smart girl in a man's world.At five I wasn't sexually aware though I'd read a great deal, nor was Imuch concerned about sexual differences. My brain was not attached to mysex. I'd been a bit of a tomboy but with school on the horizon motherfelt I should conform a bit more to fit in. That was even more certainwhen they came to the decision that would. My dad wanted me suddenly tobe a boxer that would only end up in pain for myself, while my mom wantedme to see a shrink. She thought I was crazy. Why could the world not justlet me in peace? Why did I need muscles and the ability to punch stupidbullies? I was not even a teenager yet. I was still a child and I justwanted to be happy and safe.My twin sister came in. I figured everyone else had a go at me so whyshould she not? She told me that she will leave me alone, but had apresent for me. She. The plan was to get out of Macon, away from my parents, head to Atlanta and hopefully find work, stripping, modeling, anything that requires a slim body and good looks, I have always been an attractive young lady,big perky boobs, long blonde hair in two pigtails, Dad did not like the male attention i seemed to be getting as of late, witch lead to the argument that made me leave home in the first place. Things were not going well on the road, my money was almost gone, i could no longer afford to.