Etc." However, this isnot a "formula" story; these things, to the best of my recollection,really happened to me, and they are what helped to make me ...thesubmissive sissy I am today.As I've said already, I was from Brooklyn, NY, and unlike today thereweren't any mega-malls around. In fact, while I could be wrong, thefirst mall in the NYC area that opened was called Kings Shopping Mall orCenter. It opened in the Bay Parkway (?) area, sometime around 1965(give or take a little), and it consisted. Let's try something different now. Spread you legs so I can see your balls."I obeyed and she spanked my ass with her hand. "Twenty-six"Her hand was not as painful as the whip but that was about to change. "Spread your legs, I'm not gonna say it again!"After I did just that, she slapped my balls hard. It felt like ... well, like somebody slapping your balls. I forgot to count, but she immediately reminded me my duties."Do you want to start from number one darling?" "No, please!" Please. ’ ‘Vietnam Vets Against the War is having some kind of a thing in Detroit. They want to hear our stories.’ ‘Jim have you gone soft on me.’ I couldn’t believe he had joined the resistance. He and I hadn’t really been in the war. At least not the one they were protesting. ‘They sent out a call for the Advisors to the ARVN troops. They want to ask us what it was like in the early days.’ ‘That’s nuts. Who the hell cares what it was like in the cowboy days.’ ‘Some naval officer is promising to get. I struggled a bit, she was heavy, its not easy like in the movies to lift a woman. Especially a curvy one like my lovely sister.She giggled.Akka: You are not that strong..That riled me up. I lifted her up, held her tight and moved to the guest bedroom. I dropped her on the bed, she fell clumsy, still it was so damn sexy.Me: I’ll show you how strong I am.With that I jumped on her. She squealed and the bed creaked with our weight.I was lying on top of her, holding her down. I snaked my hands over.