Ann
Fiction: A 52 year old nerd marries a 19 year old girl, unaware of her selfbondage obsession. Described from the husband’s point-of-view. You could say that I had an extended childhood. Or you could say that I was late to physically mature. Either way, I was by far the smallest kid in my class. Physically I was at least a year or two behind the others. Other kids my age found me an easy target for bullying. Even the girls towered head and shoulders above me and probably weighed twice as much. They didn’t want anything to do with me. Being the youngest in my large family didn’t help either. It was impossible to develop a lasting friendship with any kid my own age. ...