Indeed, she had a way of walking – when she wanted to – that allowed her vaginal lips to rub together in a softly lubricated way that excited her clitoris which would swell and send tingles of pleasure coursing through her entire body. She was a natural "tease", a body so well built and proportioned that no man in his right mind would pass her by without a long lustful look.

It had been like that for her since an early age, a condition that had led her parents to be overprotective and restrictive. For a vibrant young girl just blossoming into life, such dominance can be hell. She was defiant as a young girl, seeking more of life than the planned lessons and activities of her parents provided her. Her defiance, one warm spring afternoon of her sixteenth year, led to the incident that left her life changed while creating the fearful attitude she currently held toward men.

It had been one of those rare days in San Francisco when the sun shone hot and clear; the kind of day when nothing can keep an adventuresome girl indoors; and Linda was supposed to be attending a choir rehearsal. Feeling her parents would be none the wiser, she had decided to go to the park instead, and her plan had proved to be disastrous.

The greens and yellows of the park were like vibrant signs of awakening spring, and she had wandered aimlessly, absorbing the warmth of the colors from the earth. The park was cut by few roads, but instead was crisscrossed by numerous trails and paths that led to and around all of the abundant glories of nature. Each turn was a discovery of something wonderful; and finding herself by a small, clear pond, Linda wandered off the trail to become more intimate with the earth. It was warm; her heart beat rhythmically; she was sixteen and more aware of her blossoming womanhood than ever before in her life.