I realised without a shadow of doubt this wasn’t going to be part of our life. And at the same time realised that there was a big difference between...being so totally turned on by it all and actually being able to physically hit a woman. The whole thought of it was against my nature, so I contented myself with the fantasy and images of what a lot of people would class as perverted or at least in my mind they would. I pictured myself tying up my wife in nice silk scarfs and gently spanking her. She claimed it gave her perspective she didn’t have but intuitively felt it was needed in a more rapidly changing world. I was less philosophical. I earned a BS in economics at a different school. By now President Johnson had ramped up the US involvement in Southeast Asian politics making my being drafted and joining the war a certainty unless I took drastic action. I applied to law school and received a deferment. That’s were I met the love of my life, Rosemary. She didn’t agree with that. "Mmm, that feels nice, but you're new to this, aren't you?"My face must have been beet red. "It's okay. Don't be embarrassed. I'll tell you what to do." Dixie then began to give me instructions on how to move my tongue, where to apply pressure, where to suck, and even where to nibble. Pretty soon her hands were locked on the back of my head, and my mouth was getting flooded with her wonderful nectar. By this point I was hard again, and thinking it was time for my first fuck, but she hadn't let. Shewas surprise at how rough Mark had been with her, but quickly forgot aboutthat when he picked up the digital camera and instructed her to bend over,she reluctantly did as he said and heard the click and saw the flash as herembarrassing state was recorded. Next was the vibrator, she slid it in with some difficulty until you couldjust see the tip of it between her lips, even turned off it gave her an amazingsensation of fullness and she wondered how she would last for almost two dayswith it.