” Mr. Bell approached me and leaned in so that we were inches apart. “I could be your daddy.” Mr. Bell’s words made my knees slightly weak....I’d watched enough twisted TV to know how this worked. Here he was, so important and handsome. Why would he want me? I felt his warm air coming out of his nose and his eyes gleamed with anticipation. Or was it desire? Hunger? He reminded me of a lion before its ready to pounce. All of this tension was going to break the moment I opened my mouth. “I… I. Jill stared up at Daniel as he snored softly. He had been asleep for the last hour or so, but she could not. Instead she had lain in his arms and watched him sleep. She smiled as she hummed softly, ‘I don’t want to close my eyes, I don’t want to fall asleep.’ Her fingers brushed his hair back from his temples. She was powerless to stop the scalding hot tears that coursed down her cheeks, but at least she was not breaking the number one rule. ‘Never let them see you cry,’ it was the motto she. ........ One day the male staff were called into the catering managers office to be informed that the second chef had been fired for the persistent sexual harassment of a waitress, and that we'd all be given our marching orders if this sort of behavior didn't stop, adding, as a joke, "if you feel the need to touch an arse, do it amongst yourselves lads". And so it became a running joke, every time you'd bump into a male colleague you'd squeeze their arse or cup their genitals and there'd be. I lifted it up and there it was, hard, throbbing, extending out from my clit. It was my clit, transformed into a fleshy cock. I stroked it, smiling a the pleasure that rolled through my body, it was so much more intense, more focused. It was like all my pleasure nerves were concentrated in one little spot; the head of my cock. I slid lower and found that the cock extended from my clitoris, and my pussy was beneath, wet and hungry. This was so amazing. “I'll leave you to your fun,” Lilith.