I want to be your role-model. I'm not afraid to be naked in front of you, and now I'm showing I'm not afraid to be naked in front of him. And I am i... fact enjoying it. You said you want to be like me. Now just relax, it's OK. Be like me!" I was walking towards the living room, stepping softly so I couldn't be heard. What was going on in there? I reached the living room door and looked in. Mom and Kate were sitting right next to each other on the couch. Although Kate was clothed, Mom was. "Shall I put it on the table, miss?"Helene came in, carrying a tray of cups and saucers.Miss Baker didn't take her eyes from Lisa."Yes, by all means. Wherever you like."Lisa spoke for the first time."I'll just have tea, on the sofa, if that's OK?" Of course it is, Lisa," croaked the teacher.Helene and Miranda sat at the dining table, their backs towards the woman and her pupil. Miss Baker held her tea nervously, acutely aware of the girl beside her, their thighs touching. Lisa was half-facing. ‘That bastard Henderson wouldn’t accept Johansson’s word that I am ill and unable to be in court today. He demanded medical evidence and the Judge agreed with him. What can we say is wrong with me?’ ‘You can have a cardiac arrhythmia,’ His Doctor volunteered, ‘that sounds impressive and it’s easy enough to fake, all we have to do is to down-load a real scan result and put your name to it. We can stall them by saying that we have to run a whole series of tests and it could be days before we get. Is it so wrong that I want to be surprised in the middle of my routine and raped?She blushed, feeling ashamed to want forced sex from a stranger. The blush got deeper when she wondered out load, “hmm, from a stranger, or… strangers.” Her throat betrayed her with an involuntary chuckle.She wanted to open her front door when she was home alone and be surprised and thrown back into the house and fucked, mercilessly fucked. Sometimes she walked around naked on the first floor of the house; the.