I wantto see the real Mallory."Mom was excited when she saw us, and she ignored the anxiety that I amsure I was showing. Really wanted Ann-Marie to se... my other self, butalso afraid that this would be going too far. Before I could chicken outMom took the lead. "Ann-Marie, you can wait in the living room while Mallory changes outof school clothes." Hurry back, Mallory."I went to my room. My nervousness combined with Ann-Marie's urging tohurry meant that there was no time to agonize over what. She has to have a kitchen, a living room, and a separate place for her room.When we got to her room, she was sitting on the couch in the living room, watching TV and drinking wine.“Hello, mother,” I said as I sat on the couch next to her.“Hey, Ms. Smith,” EJ said as he sat on the couch to my right.“How are you, kids?” she asked. I doubt EJ will ever get used to my mother's accent. I see him out the corner of my eye, trying to hold in a laugh.“Fine,” I said as I kicked him.“That's good,” Mother. "The first black man made me suck his cock, they those black men made me do those awful things? They kept me so helpless and used me, but the more they forced me the more my body betrayed me, I tried holding back , but I couldn't and had one helpless orgasm after another." Sheepishly looking around as the officers listened! "Oh!.. I feel so used so dirty cheap and worthless" One kept playing with me (she gestures to her clit) , it was like a drug of sexual pleasure that just drove me up the. "There you go." He said as I calmed down and he slowly started pulling his cock out, ever so slightly, and easing it back in. "That's it. Good girl."By this point, I was almost in a state of trance. I didn't know what to do. I don't know why, but I didn't resist him anymore. He gradually started to fuck me faster, harder, and deeper. And I just took it. "Yeah, that's it, sissy. Get that dick!"I had told him he couldn't fuck me. He knew he wasn't supposed to fuck me. But he was fucking me anyway.