”“I am not going to bed with you. Not now. Not ever. I am going to tell mother you are not allowed in the house.”“You are worse than a lesbian... You are a scared lesbian.”“I am not scared of you.”“Okay. Kiss me and prove it.”I sighed. “If I kiss you will you drop this about me being a lesbian?”“It will be our little secret.”He stepped forward and placed his hands on my shoulders.“Promise?”“I promise you are not scared, except you are nervous. I can feel it in your shoulders.”It was true.“Please. She nodded that she understood. He removed his hand from her mouth and ran his hand down to her breasts and squeezed then roughly. She moaned as he felt her up and then he ripped open her blouse, exposing her hard nipples. She wasn’t wearing a bra and the man pulled and twisted her nipples. She closed her eyes and winced in the pain as he manhandled her.The man in the mask pulled out a length of rope and tied her hands behind her back and pulled her over to the bed. He pulled her blouse. There were about 25 girls entered some were pretty plain and had been encouraged by there boyfriends, and others were young attractive and just wanted the thrill of showing off their tits. But most were there only looking for the $2000.00 dollar top prize award. The hotel news paper hundreds of them with the pictures that were taken last night in the topless bar with the older black men have been passed around in the topless dance club to give those in attendance a preview of what my formerly. It was after vespers on a quiet Sunday evening when she came to the startling realization that she was unhappy in her vocation as a devoted servant of the Lord. Not that she had anything against the Lord or the church for that matter. It was just that she had a feeling of "spinning her wheels" in the daily routine of prayer and hard work. Susan didn't mind sacrificing to the greater good in just about every respect but the last decree from the mother superior prohibiting the viewing of any.