. as a sex-toy, as, effectively, a prostitute. She saw Professor Waters... "Call me Trudy, dear, will you? My title makes me feel old nowadays and I h...te my full name." And felt comfortable with her almost immediately. Her sessions, of course, were far from comfortable, but every time she felt reluctance to open up about something, she remembered her promise to me, gritted her teeth and faced the monster head on. Trudy Waters, much later, told me she thought Zoe was one of the strongest and. After a good bit of channel surfing, I finally decided there wasn’t really anything on I wanted to watch, so I decided it was a good time to start the book I had bought earlier. Looking at the dresser where I had set my briefcase while unloading my car, I realized I didn’t remember bringing in the shopping bag from the store. I went out and searched the car, finally realizing what must have happened. After showing the book to Susie, I had laid it in the seat beside me in the booth and had. ‘I said she did not wake up the last time, do it again.’ My cock said again when I was equidistance from her and her dresser. I looked at the dresser then again at her lovely legs. My mind knew what it wanted but my cock was saying something different. I stood transfixed not knowing what to do or think.Mackenzie:I thought I heard a noise so I sat up groggily and looked around but the room was empty. I was hoping to get a good nights sleep for work tomorrow, when I could tell my boss to go to. Once I let him in, I had given in. Struggling would prove useless. I now realized that I had to try to enjoy it or else he would be raping me.No…! I couldn’t let him have sex with me! I couldn’t be a slut! My virginity was mine… and only someone who deserved it should have it: Someone who loved me, someone who wanted more than sex. Someone I could count on to never lie to me, to never stop cherishing me like how I felt Chris was doing now, even though it was evidently fake.If I resisted… what.