"Damn, still can't see, maybe if I were over a bit more." I thought. Because the ladder was already at the edge of the shed, I had to lean way out in ...order to see the part of the bed where Cheryl was now laying. Over powered by adolescent urges I was experiencing then making decisions with my small head, not my big one, I leaned a little too far when suddenly, there I go, ladder, brushes, sc****rs and paint all came tumbling down with a racket loud enough to scared the farm a****ls. I lay there. What are you doing Jodie I asked. I am talking to these hansome young men she said, looking at them she said he get jelious when I flirt. My reply was 40. Please Bob I am sorry she replyed. Tell them what happens when you misbehave. I can not she said. 75 was my reply. Alright but please only 40 se said. It will be 100 if you do not startnow I said. She faced the 2 boys and said "when I flirt Iam punished with a spanking on by bare butt" Thats right I said I you see us tomorrow come talk to us. This story is for him, you see yesterday being Valentine’s day, one of my gifts to him was that I consented to giving a stranger a hand job, and letting the stranger play with my luscious breasts. It will be a ONE TIME THING, and then it’s just us again. I have had ‘Friends’ on here warn me, that I might enjoy the experience and not to fight it, so I have thought it through, and being in reality rather shy, I have decided I would feel safe with this. This is the the SCENARIO I ENVISION, knowing. I felt awful that she might think me a pervert."Don't be sorry," she whispered staring down at the floor. "Did you...did..." Did I what?" I asked softly."Did you look because you find me attractive?" she asked."Yeah," I said quickly hoping she hadn't noticed that my hands were shaking. "I think you're beautiful."Elizabeth and I were in her bedroom studying for a math exam. She had been on her bed and I had been sitting on a chair by her desk. As we were working on our homework she had.