"What does sorta mean?" she asked."We had this rape prevention thing at school today," I said, "and, oh! Look, I got a rape whistle and..." I was reac...ing for my purse but Mom stopped me."I believe you, Bets," she said. "What's your homework?" Rape prevention," Troy smirked, but I don't know why."What?" I looked at him. "Anyway, yeah, um, I'm supposed to practice the rape prevention stuff. Like if a guy grabs me and he wants to, you know, rape me or whatever? I'm supposed to like stomp on his. ’“Then tell me!” she yelled at the mirror.There was more soft mocking laughter followed by, ‘You’ll figure it out. The question is, will it be in time?’ and the shimmer faded. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her stomach clenched with hunger and she knew she needed to get dressed.She had applied a little make-up and thrown her hair up in a bun on top of her head. She already knew what she was going to wear. It was a, not too fancy, little black dress that she had worn on several. You want to feel the head next to your body. You want to feel the head as it rubs against the lips of your mouth and the lips of your pussy. You want to feel you spreading your legs for me and to feel the head of my cock as it slowly enters in your pussy filling you in the way no man has ever filled you before." Tim passionately continued, "Isn't that what you want? It's ok you can tell me."Vicky looked at his cock again, and then admitted, "Yes that is what I want." Then she stood up and. - Sir! I am very full now. I need to go! Please Sir.- Darling you are no longer in charge of your bowels. It is me now that decides when you go or not. OK?- Yes Sir, but I really, really need to go! Please Sir.- Of course you need to darling, your bowels are full of soapy water, but you will take some more.I filled her up with the equivalent of another mug of tea before I finally stopped the flow. - Good girl, you took that well. Do you want to be allowed to go to the loo now?- Yes! Please,.