I don’t want--” ...she covered my mouth with her huge, soft hand.“Shut the fuck up, and do what I say and I’ll let you leave this room alive.�...�Tears started streaming from my eyes, but I was resolved to it.This was happening.I was being “taken against my will” by a brute of a woman.She unclasped her bra, dropping it to the floor, and she pulled the noose-string on the side of her panties, throwing them off to the side.She stepped directly up in front of me and backed me up into the back wall of. The widower watched as she ran the spikes up and down his forearm and it pricked his skin but it didn’t hurt. “It looks like some sort of kitchen utensil,” he said jokingly. Marie seemed overly eager to begin. She stood and reached for his hand. “Let’s get you naked and situated and the fun can begin!” she chirped. Amy and Marie pulled him to his feet and slowly undressed him. He didn’t seem uncomfortable with the fact that he was naked and they were not. Amy pointed Marie toward the bedroom. We became comfortable to talk about anything and may have grown forbidden feelings. She would hint little things and playfully show me attention I knew I didn't need but secretly loved . She was everything I wanted ! A real woman ! One night while sitting in bed I heard a knock on my bedroom door and I knew it would be no other person but Brandy! I mean she knocked many times on it but not at such a late hour. Never. I answered and she came in and sat comfortablely on my bed very close. She was. That's a dress. That's for women."She looked at me as if to say 'duh!' but didn't. Instead she tooka deep breath. "You're going to a salon to pick up her trail andthen you're going to follow her, right?" Yes." How do you plan to sit unobserved in a salon if you don't looklike everyone else in that salon?"I was silent."You say that lately Amy has been impeccably dressed and made upwhenever she goes out. How can you follow her wherever shegoes if you aren't also appropriately dressed?"I had.