" I asked."Well come upstairs and I'll show you." We went upstairs.She opened her closet and took out a pair of panties."This is what I want you to we...r." She told me."A pair of panties, I can't wear those." I said."Yes you can and you will." She said in her most dominating voice."Well I guess I could wear them underneath my pants." I told her."No honey, this is all you will be wearing tomorrow." she told me."What...I can't just wear that, It would be humiliating." I told her."Roger, if you. I am strangely proud of my girly features. I know it pisses off Step-mom,but I look like a young version of my real mom. I had a old picture ofher, but she found where I was hiding it. I was furious when she tore itup and threw it away in front of me. But whenever I look in the mirror, Isee mom staring back at me. Even though she's gone, I feel like Mom isstill with me.Now I'm starting to feel that oh so familiar tickle on my chest. It'sanother thing I hate to admit, but it just feels too good.. "I'm worried," Rosa said into the cell-phone to her physician, friend and sometimes sexual partner, Doctor Sharon Lamouerux."Everybody worries," Doctor Sharon replied, "especially with this type situation." What do you mean?" Every person and situation is different, Rosa. Victims of sexual assault will respond in different ways. Many factors may influence Kathy's response." Such as?" Well, the age and maturity of the victim; the victim's relationship to the offender; in this case, I understand. She put a finger on my lips and said “sshh, just go with it. I’m going to give you the most mind-blowing night you’ve ever had”. The dirty look on her face made my cock start to swell again. “ mmmm, I can feel that you like that idea” she said as she sat astride me. She tied both my wrists to the bed and then got out a sleep mask from her luggage and put it over my eyes. “Ready” she whispered. I couldn’t speak so just nodded.She removed my shirt and slowly kissed and licked my chest,.