“Heel!”And I drop my face to the dry newspaper. I have to goso bad though Daddy. When he walks back into the roomhe kicks my legs apart an... yanks the plug out of mysore bottom. I can feel my asshole gaping and I startto cry. I feel and hear the whisper of the whip as itcomes down on my ass cheek. Right side then left as Isqueal, and then it strikes me right on my open,stretched, now pink asshole. I sob as my bladderreleases and I wet the paper. Relief and torment. Hegrabs me out of. Women wore this on their flesh – playful, elegant and spirited. It was amazing. A stark contrast to my quiet, dull life growing up in a classic suburban community. On any given street you’d find someone willing to sell, to speak, to smile…or to take. I lost my watch twice before I learned not to trust anyone, not even little kids. Still, over time I came to appreciate that culture and to tolerate its dark side.So yes, I learned plenty, but as strange and passionate this country had been. More

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