Finally, he needed to know that I never held him responsible for what I did. I didn't blame him nor did I use him as an excuse. I found myself trying ...to please Woody just as I used to please Al. I loved pleasing Al and I had the greatest joy in making love by making my husband happy. I enjoyed sex, but I enjoyed the pleasure I gave more. That's what I was doing with Woody: trying to regain that joy in giving pleasure. I know that's not easy to understand but it's the truth. Al would understand. They of course knew what I was looking at and now and again they would reach between their legs and pull their knickers aside, showing me their slit. We kept an eye on the time and knew when mom was home to return as she would be making our evening meal, when we got home she asked why our clothes were covered in mud and soaking wet. Rachel told her she had fell in the pond and I had jumped in to pull her out, mom asked how she was feeling Rachel told her she was ok, because I had jumped in and. With Jackie, as I mentioned, it was not what happened but didn't because of our body parts not meeting where our dent's in and out. I think of her often, more often than Kathy. I wonder how it might have been and actually, still dream about how it might have been. It's one of those 'If Only" moments in my life.But I only mention my first and not so first times as background to my moving into the more adult realm. And of course to emphasize how powerful a life changing event can be.In addition. "The lesson began with a series of spankings that left Nick sobbing. Theseones were more demeaning than last time as well, with Nick being boundand helpless bent over the table. Brian lifted Nick's skirt up, exposinghis pantied ass. He stroked Nick's curves gently before bringing his handdown incredibly hard. Within 5 smacks he had Nicole begging for him tostop. "I'm sorry, sweetie. If I stop now the lesson will never sink in."He hit again and again. After another few smacks Nick's ass hurt so.