There was a hiss and motor sounds as my body rose up, and leaned back a bit. I was at least a foot off the floor. I could almost lift up my head now. ...ore motor sounds as my arms moved outward and back, forcing my breasts forward. Looking over at Lisa, I knew what was next – my legs spread – completely exposing my vagina. They could touch me down there and I could do nothing to stop them. I cried. The fear was overwhelming."Don't worry little miss. Pretty soon you'll have a nice big metal dick. Occasionally he felt a stirring in his pants and when that happened he always left the room until he was sure that he was calm.One day, about a month later, Rhonda was in the house with him. She was wearing chartreuse shorts and a white blouse. Both the shorts and the blouse were the smallest size that she owned.Dick had just come home after working the day shift. He sat in his chair in the living room and began to watch TV. Rhonda sat directly across from him on the couch, but continuously had. It was guilt for Becky and Jack. Linda was a wonderful person and this would hurt her much more than it hurt me. She was loving and sensitive and her kids were young. The older one in high school and her son was a few years behind her. Jack and Becky were willing to jeopardize the kids' future, but I realized I wasn't.One of my first reactions was to tell Linda, just so Jack's ass would be in a sling. I realized as I stood there, revenge could not be controlled. I didn't have to react like a. " You aren't afraid that I'll take it as sexual harassment?" Not at all. Nothing was asked for, nothing was offered and I can always say that you were a little upset over what happened over the weekend and I offered to have a drink with you and give you a shoulder to cry on."She looked at him for several seconds and then said, "And if I am here for what you are here for? What then?" I'd suggest we finish our drinks and go on back to the hotel." I'll need to hit a drug store first." What for?".