Olson instructed as she poured a little shampoo on the top of her head. Stephanie started to cry and slap the water in protest. “Now, now,” her mo...my said, “this won’t hurt a bit.” She lathered up the shampoo and then rinsed it out with some water. “See, that wasn’t bad at all, now wasn’t it,” her mommy said as her tears came to an end.She helped Stephanie out of the tub and drained the water. Then she dried her off with a soft blue towel. Her penis was still hard as her mother led her down the. "You are the one who wants to be a girl. Theexperiences you have during your babysitting and helping me with mybaby will help you when you have a baby of your own to take care of." What do you mean?" I asked."Did you think a new mother knows all the stuff she needs to know? Ordid you think right before the birth of your first child it will cometo you all at once. A girl learns all of this three different waysbefore the birth of a child. From babysitting, helping with a youngerbrother or sister. The boy sat on a stone wall, resting after their haste. Noises and loudshouts came from all around him."There they are..." A voice cried out. He followed the pointing hand ofan old woman to the stone ramp leading up to the castle. Men on horsesentered in haste followed by a rude slam of the portcullis."So few. There are so few..."He thought he heard a familiar voice, but when he turned he looked upinto the face of his father's best friend. The man looked at himquickly before stepping close to. Hitting me. Did you enjoy hitting me?"Shocked I replied "Of course not. I was just angry and thought you were somebody else." So would you have enjoyed hurting her then?"I didn't answer. I tried not to think that in the few seconds before I realised my mistake I had felt a deep satisfaction in her obvious pain. "Would you like to kill her?" she asked as she searched about in a drawer. Why all these questions? I wanted to go home - and yet she fascinated me. She had produced a bright.