'Can we touch it?' Asked Laura, taking a tentative step towards me and for the first time taking the initiative from her smaller friend.'Sure' I said ...rying to keep the eagerness out of me voice.Her young tiny hand then wrapped itself gently around my shaft bringing shots of pleasure pinging their way to my brain.'No wait!' I heard Mel say.We both looked at her in disbelief and in displeasure.'I've decided that it was unfair that I had six smacks and Laura only had three.' She said with a. Didn't hear you. Will I what?"A flash of light caught my attention. It was on the wall separating her bunk bed from the bathroom and I suddenly remembered that a long-empty screw hole was on that wall. When I'd first noticed it, I saw that it afforded a peep-hole view into the bathroom.Now, I'm not at all averse to peeping. I've always accepted that I had some voyeur in me, but I'd never had an opportunity to use it before this. I knew it was risky, for she knew I was there and we were only a. Finally, she wouldn’t have to put up with the c***dish immaturity junior high. She wasn’t worried about anything until she saw the building. It was dark and foreboding, and Karen found herself staring at it paralyzed by fear. Eventually her paralysis was broken by the feel of someone bumping into her from behind. ‘Geez, k**! What’s the matter with you, standing in the middle of the sidewalk like that?’ Karen turned around to face the owner of the voice. It was a tall blonde girl, about sixteen. She griped the whip and gave Brooke a good swat across her ass as she came through the door. “ You look like a dirty little whore, Brooke,” greeted her Uncle. “ Ok, Sammy, fuck the shit out of this hot bitch!” Without any delay, Sammy unzipped Brooke’s mini dress and had the girl naked. She held Brooke’s wrist together and above her head with one hand and whipped her naked back with the cat-o-nine tails. Brooke resigned herself to a long evening of pain and pleasure. Stroke after stroke of the.