The effect of the liquor was now doing its job of keeping the images at bay, but I knew it wouldn't be effective for too long. It never was. Tonight w...s no exception.Shit! I needed a drink.Then suddenly, there she was, Clara, in all her glory, and naked, her breasts quivering and jiggling, her naked skin glistening as she took her place upon the acting boards. Then she just stood there, waiting. Waiting for her naked Nick, who never missed a cue, or an enter stage left demand. I closed my eyes,. It was not her fault, she did not invite it in any way, and it killed a part of her. It's one of the saddest things I know of. She was a lovely person. Most women, I assume, do not find rape stories a turn-on; most men do, I think, if they are not too extreme. I write other stories in which I try to turn-on both sexes. Coercion, especially pretend coercion, is another matter. Many women, even very independent and thoroughly modern ones, respond to pretend coercion. As a game, with someone they. I hadn't been down this path in ages and a couple of times we lost the path and had to find it again. Usually, aunt Polly comes to our house in her car, or we drive there in our car. Anyway, in an hour we arrived at her back porch."Ima? Ain't that your daddy's new car?" Yeah. Maybe he came by for some reason. Let's sneak up on the porch and look in."We couldn't see nothing in the windows. So I tried the back door and it was open. Carmella didn't want to go in, but I made her and we stepped into. He started pressing my stomach! Shock went through my body – magic hands.. He slowly explored to down and went and touched my panty… Oh.. shit.. the whole area was wet…My Boss pointed to his personal wash-room & told “Go & wash & come”. I obediently stood & cleaned & came (needed litres of water; I threw my panty in washroom)I stood like a “bommay” – he was partially removing his dress. After drinking some water, he offered me some – I was very thirsty. I drank a lot.I could see the huge bulge.