Mary had made them some sandwiches, and got out two cans of beer. She turned it on, to be greeted with the title, I'm a Male Babe. They sat and watche... the film, as the hero became the heroine, Mary asked Pete if he fancied trying some of the things in the film. "No way," he said, "I couldn't go out like that, No, No way." That's a shame, I think that I could make you look like a real woman," she had said.It wasn't mentioned again. Two weeks later, Mary again realised that Pete had been at her. "Well Daddy? How about one of those?" Then she tipped her glass, drinking about half of what she had left in the small glass. "Wow! It gets a little stronger near the bottom doesn't it Daddy? My head feels kinda funny now too. Whew!! Wow! What a fucking drink!"Bob chuckled. "I tried to tell you big shot. Little girls can't drink big girl drinks. But it is kind of nice to know, that in just a little while, I'll be feeling those hot lips of yours sliding over the head of my cock. You are going to. Pleasure tingled over her body, flesh raising goose-bumps, helpless in the hands of a total stranger, one who was proving that he had no qualms about raping her. She said to him “Please don’t,” though she didn’t move, she didn’t resist, his mouth now in the cleft of her neck, sucking, breaking little blood vessels whilst he whispered to her words like "tease" and "bitch".The words were repeated, “Please don’t,” proving to herself the guy didn’t care what he was doing to her, making sure he knew. She did notice him take pictures, presumably on his phone, and in her aroused state she did not care that the images of her wantonness might be shown all over the school.After she had cum she was full of shame having exposed herself in such a way, but the overriding fear of being found out and losing her job… if not her freedom, should word get out of her sexual perversion, only lasted until she lay down in bed and her hand would once again find her aching pussy. That fear would continue to.