Even with him not touching me I felt the way I was being punished. I felt the hot wetness on my own desire dripping from between my legs and knew that... he would be watching for that. Could I stop it if I wanted or was I too far gone? Did I want him to see it so that I got punished? Those two simple words rattling around my head 24 hours a day – “Punish me”. Do I live for me, for him, for sex or for the sweet pain. I know that my pain is not excessive, it is not scarring mentally or. There was no involvement from his side, but there was no refusal either. Then I broke the kiss and decided to tease him a bit more and started moving hips around his crotch region, and slowly moved my hands along his chest on top of his t-shirt. He pushed me and asked me to stop and said this is wrong what if someone finds. And he was about to leave the room when I quickly unzipped and called for him “Uncle”.He turned back and was awestruck and slowly lust started filling in his eyes. He had a. It’s a girl who won’t leave me alone.’ he whispered. She was annoyed but she couldn’t say anything because they were sti in the cinema, so she decided to wait for the movie to end before saying anything or getting into a fight. Once they were outside he tried to talk about the movie but she had been thinking about that text the whole time and stopped paying attention to the movie so she interrupted him. ‘So who is that Laura who texted you?’ she asked. ‘Huh? Oh, she’s someone I made out with. First day of special class went quite well, and second day too. On the third day, he started touching me here and there. I did not tell anything. Actually, I was eager to know all the pleasures of sex except FUCK.On the third day, in the middle of the class, my pen fall down and I bend down to take it. Unknowingly, my shoulders touched his knee and he shakes his leg in such a way that it pressed my boobs. I felt like a shock passing thru me and did not speak out. After an hour while I was.