This includes building as well as car doors. When we go out, and we will, I'll open the car door, seat you, and shut your door before I get in myself.... "At a restaurant, I'll pull out your chair and seat you, then myself. These are simple gentleman rules, but there are few 'gentlemen' that abide by them anymore! And speaking of being in public, when we are together you will ask permission to be excused before leaving my side. This will let me know where to find you and about when to expect you. A day in skirt and heels, with his shoulder length haircurled and set, with his nails polished and wearing make-up, too. Anddressed under his mother's watchful eye the whole time. A week had goneby since then and he had been forced to wear panties every day under hisown clothes and put on the matching bra as soon as he got home. A week,he thought, just three more weeks and then his punishment would end. Onlythree more weeks of wearing the clothes his mother put out for him andthen it would all. Just like Rick tonight I thought. He had a serious look on his face, not his usual shy smile that I loved so much.He pulled my legs apart and shoved it up me, not even rubbing me tenderly before hand, no gentle foreplay or any kissing me or anything tender like that!He just started pounding it in, harder and harder !!I tried to scream"Rick!you're hurting me!"but he didn't listen, just pushed my small slender legs up higher and shoved it in even deeper!I cried out in pain but he put his hand. She went along and wondered, in a bratty, demanding tone, why I didn’t give them a little kiss, too. Fortunately, the childish mood I’d got into helped, so I made a silly remark and stuck my tongue out at her. Yeah, I know, so mature. At least I didn’t totally embarrassed myself by kissing her feet, though. Who knows how she would have reacted.Carried away by the silly mood we seemed to be in, I got up, pulled her by the ear, and pretended to be a little kid myself, skipping and demanding her.