The die was cast. No turning back for him nor for his future tormentors. And can you blame them? The sissy had just had all his clothes stolen, lost h...is underpants without a complaint, agreed to a spanking before getting them back, sprung a woody when humiliated and, most importantly, had accepted that he would WILLINGLY spend the rest of the day in school wearing only his undies. What a wuss! He had no idea what he was in for.Each and every guy joined in as Peter bent at the waist and let them. This is a 1968 El Camino SS 396; it was his pride and joy. The bike is a Harley-Davidson Electra Glide. I bought that a few years ago to make quick trips around town and to ride out to the desert or the mountains." We have a couple of errands to run, most importantly we have to go to the bank and put you as a signer on my checking account." Ok, give me a chance to finish this oil change and clean up"One hour later, we walked back to the garage from the house. I walked over the Harley."Well,. “But, I am like my Mum. I expect obedience. In fact I’m a bit of a control freak. I know I am. So, if you want to come out with me you have to accept I’m in charge.” “Sure” I agreed. “That you will go across my knee if I say so.” “Sure” I agreed again. “Even though I am 17 years old and you are 19?” I kept looking at Phoebe. “I don’t care. Really I don’t. So long as I get to kiss and hug you I will do whatever you say. Honest.” “Prove. At seven o'clock I started to get uneasy. Butterflies in your tummy, you know. Although recently Jen started to get home a little later, I couldn't remember her coming home after seven.At quarter past seven I stationed myself near the window looking at the street. A stupid thing to be sure. Our cul-de-sac was quiet and a car coming in would be heard from the sofa. The butterflies were making havoc inside my guts. I have been playing with my cellphone for a while. Finally I decided to.