Why would I not be? I am at my home."We stand in silence, sizing each other up, I guess. "How come no one else could see you yesterday?" I blurt out. ..."My friends ... they think I'm crazy. I think I'm crazy." Only someone with a pure heart and love for God's creations can see me. You are the first of your kind to see me," she says, taking a tentative step forward. "I am Willow." What are you, Willow?" I push."I am me ... Willow," she answers, looking confused."No, I mean ... oh, nevermind." I. Gently I tie the blindfold around your eyes cutting the world off from you. Helping you to the bed I have you lie down on the blanket. You lay back and wait patiently for what I will do next. You hear the sound of whipped cream coming from a can as it touches you breasts covering them. I start at the nipple and work my way out. After one breast is done I move to the next doing the same.Moving down I leave a trail down your stomach making my way to your pussy. Once there I cover your exposed. My naughty fingers started moving again.I put my forehead on my arm, but pushed my butt towards him, an invitation that I did not even speak. My fingers continued to work through my folds, pinching my clit. I heard Peter’s zipper.I wanted to turn and look again but I instead kept my eyes closed and concentrated on the feeling of my fingers dancing through my own slickness. I felt a slight breeze crossing my back as he moved closer.I pushed harder at my clit and thrust my hips back onto his. I wasn't sure. I was sure,however, that I did not like the idea of his friends coming over and seeingme naked and being bullied by this younger, stronger boy. But that wasjust what was going to happen. I hear a drawer open and the noise of some objects being movedaround and the drawer closing again before I feel a terrible sting to mybutt. "I said keep your legs up! Jez what a pansy! You better get withthe program, princess, or you will definitely regret it!" He yells as hecontinues to.