By this time, I was fully acting out my fantasy to portray it as accurately as possible, and Mark and Elizabeth thought it appropriate to stand beside...me as I lay on my back on the board room table, to discuss precisely where I wanted to be stabbed, and how hard the first stab should be. The point of entry, the place on my tummy where I needed to be raped was possibly the most important aspect of the whole scenario, and I am pleased to say they both recognized this from early on and were very. I only had to give the slightest hint, no matter how tentative, of a sexual desire and she would arrange to make it come true. I preferred to remain silent."Maybe I can arrange something next time."After lying motionless in Roxy's arms for a while, my sweat-covered body pressed to hers, I started kissing her face. I licked the sweat off her forehead, kissed her closed eyelids, her cheeks, her earlobes, her neck. I felt an enormous tenderness for this woman who had been so rough with me only a. I'd had my peculiar hobby since Iwas a kid. It started with the stockings that were hung up over theshower curtain rod. And as I got older the urge to dress intensified asdid the need for more and more clothing until finally I would dresstotally, from head to toe and from the skin out as a woman! I had beencareful though and luckily had never gotten caught all the while I wasgrowing up. But now things were different, I was on my own in my ownplace. I kept a little non descript suitcase at. I stepped out of my curtained cubicle and walked a few steps across tohers. While gently pulling the curtain aside, I was face to face withthe pregnant woman once again."Hi again", I said, I'm Deb."Hello Deb, my name is Maggie, thanks for offering to help me", shestated, a look of total frustration on her pretty face.She was right, the zipper was stuck halfway down her light cotton dressleaving her standing there with a fully open bodice, her fully engorgedbreasts encased in a pretty, white.