My door was unlocked. My blanket on the floor somewhere. There would be no hiding if someone barged in, alarmed by the sounds I was surely making. The...’d get a complete view of my pale form, trembling and hot, rubbing myself like an out of control she-demon.Faster and faster; harder. Naughty thoughts of my stepdad finding me in such a frenzy. Would he just stand there and watch, completely dumbfounded by the view? Or would he help his precious stepdaughter out and fuck her back to sanity?A. My hand was again grabbed and I wasushered over the aisle she had mentioned, the one with the clearlyskankier theme.He rummaged around for a bit before picking out what two pairs ofleggings: one was a lacy pink with hearts around the upper thighs, andthe other a pair of black fishnets."Which one do you like, Princess?" he said menacingly, making it moredifficult then clear there was a right answer.Fearing retribution, I quickly pointed to the fishnets, making what Ihoped was was educated. Men's reaction to this change has been to treat women as such. Ratherthan to enact the traditional roles of protector, provider, rescuer, andwooer, men are now concerned only with using women as sexual objects,afterward abandoning them, even if the women have been impregnated as aresult of the couple's coupling. Flirting has replaced courtship, asthe one-night stand has replaced marriage. Homes, once the provinces--indeed, the dominions--of women, are "broken"; their walls lie about. Aunty mjy darwazy tak chorny aai our gate sy bahir naklny sy pehly main ny pher aunty ky boobs py hath rakh ky boobs dba dye kamez k button ab bi khuly hi thy aunty muskra di our kehti bohat besharm ho gai hoMain ny bi kahaa ap ki jawani ko dekh ky kuch zada hi ho gya ho our main bahir nikal k apny ghar main chala gyaUs din raat koi koi 9 bjy aunty hamry ghar gajar ka halwa deny aai to mummy us waqat kitchen main thi didi apny room main our main tv dekh rha tha aunty kitchen mn mummy ko plate.