. Handwriting! She made me shape letters hour after hour after hour until my head spun. But my writing did improve."Was that all? Don't I wish! She ta...ught me manners, deportment, bearing ... Could you imagine being naked and just walking back and forth, back and forth while this little girl criticized everything about me? That's what I did and that's what she did."Then she smiled warmly and said, "But whenever I was about to drop from sheer exhaustion, she would make me lie down flat on the. Well, I've got to say it the little guy was feeling a lot happier than he had done all week, as he had kind of missed out on things and he was raring to go. So we nipped up and played for a couple of hours.I think Stella was trying to kill me with love actually. I'd hardly got through the bedroom door when she had my trousers off and was sucking away on me at the same time as she removed her own clothes. Then she shoved me back on the bed climbed on and gave a good impression of a jockey trying. Many of them were more repressed than their parents. There wasn’t time now to speculate on the reason; all Helen knew was that it was sad that there was so much prudishness in the world, and some of the most narrow-minded were the ones who touted themselves as “feminists” and “sexually aware”, who fancied themselves to be broad-minded. They were anything but. Their so-called “feminism” was a cloak for their own issues that they had failed to come to terms with. Often man-haters, they carried. ..crazy..”She chuckles and cocks her head at me adoringly. I do feel crazy. I feel her attention hitting me like pins and needles. She is consumed in me right now, I truly make her happy but I feel like I’m losing control of myself. I feel like I’m on auto-pilot. No, not auto-pilot, more like a force outside of me is leading me along. This is what I want. This is what I’ve wanted for so long.“Are you ready for this my Pet Josh? Do you want me to show you the things that I know? Do you want to.