At ten years old she was still on the verge of womanhood, still flexible and limber and prone to fits of giggling but slowly creeping into the realm o...f teen girl. My dick throbbed as her smooth lips came into view from behind, the hairless peach of her sex pushing out past her thighs like it was blowing me a kiss.I knew it was time as she slipped across her bedroom to the shower, the door left open since there was no one else in the house. Backing out of the bushes I moved to the back door. She said, "Thanks, Cindy. You look... Wow..." Cindy giggled, "I hope that's 'wow' good." Ingrid smiled. Cindy showed Ingrid into the entryway and into what must have once been a freight elevator. Cindy grabbed a pull chain which brought a huge gate down and pressed a button. Deep in the bowels of the building, the elevator lurched to life. Cindy said, "Sorry for this. I know it's kind of industrial, but it's totally worth it for the space. You'll see." The elevator stopped and Cindy hoisted the. " Okay, see ya."Jennifer put down the phone and thought again about Julian and the effect of the caning. For the first time in a year, she felt totally at peace within herself and although her bum still stung, she didn't feel as if she had been unfairly treated.The rest of the week seemed to drag on until Jennifer thought she would go crazy. On Saturday morning she went shopping and bought a new dress and had her hair done so she'd look her best.While in town she spotted an adult store, which. ” I gave her a big grin. “Is there anything I can help you with?”She looked at me for a moment and finally said, “I don’t know. Since Dudley passed several years ago, I just…well, I just haven’t found companionship.” She gave a laugh and a conspiratorial look, “I haven’t had, you know, relations, in years. Being a young, married girl, you just take it for granted that you can have sex anytime you wish. It’s not so easy being a frumpy old woman in her late 50’s”. (I knew she was older than that,.