The red hair cascading down her back reminded me of my wife for just a moment. I thought to myself, It'll be easier to ask forgiveness than permission.... I decided to go ahead with it. I jogged a couple of steps to catch up with her, and grabbed her around the waist. Palms on her stomach, I pulled her close to me. I kissed her neck lovingly, and she leaned her head back, giving me full access. I kissed and nibbled her neck as she reached back and grabbed my head.I started walking her toward the. I have a problem there." What do you mean, a problem?"Margaret intervened, "Pat, Will explained it when we were here before. He's discovered he can't really draw a woman's sexuality unless he's experienced it himself. He showed us a picture he'd done of you. It was technically great, but it lacks something." Oh... Oh... well. My God, I'm blushing," she laughed. "Will, you show me that picture later, will you?" Sure, Mom... Anne, as far as stuff for Al, I've done a couple of Erotics and. . and she introduced me to this. Even though I was slippered and caned on the bottom at school (a long time ago... and sometimes on the bare bottom if it happened in ‘Swimming’... see my story ‘In at the deep end’ ) and now I come to remember those days, realise that I derived a state of sexual excitement from it, I had always seen myself as a ‘dominant’ rather than a ‘switch’ as an adult.... but Alexa has taught me something about myself which I had been unaware of for many years.... that. ..Cassie paused. Once again, she felt on the edge of discovery. But once more, it seemed to slip away from her. Yet this time it left her with a lingering sense of foreboding. It was like staring at a picture she knew was slightly off, but unable to pick out the exact element that skewed her perception.She shook her head and hoped the day would go by quickly.Melinda burst into her bedroom in a huff and tried to slam the door behind her as hard as she could. She knew full well that Heather was.