Then, with my pulse pounding, I drove over to pick up Marianne.It was always so intoxicating to be out in public in drag and this journey, with its ex...ra touch of the forbidden, was no exception. Although I'd had a number of "adventures" with public crossdressing some years before, I had decided I was lucky I hadn't been found out by my male friends and I felt I'd pushed my luck enough. For the last few years, I'd rarely gone out in drag except for Halloween or costume parties or the occasional. I decided to take her to a nice wine bar with outside seating as it was such a nice day, so orders a bottle of wine and we sat in the sun chatting and having a laugh, now at this point I thought to myself that Karen was flirting with me, but put it down to my imagination and the vino, as we chatted her hand would touch mine and say how funny or nice I was, her hand would brush my leg, and she would shuffle closer to me when she came back from the loo, she would say that she loved tall strong. "Are you saving her for someone else? Is she to be your house slave with no joy, no happiness, no belonging?" No, of course not!" he said defensively."Then why won't you accept her? You want her and she wants you. You know that both Nesho and I want this. Why are you being so cruel?" I, ah," he stopped suddenly and looked over at the girl in question. She was still sitting there as before but now she had her head bowed and was silently crying, large tears rolling down her cheeks and falling. It was a nightmare.Let's be clear: no means no! Sex without consent is rape. I did not give her consent to do this to me. I fucking hated it. I was not allowed to fuck her pussy, play with her tits, and certainly her ass was way the fuck off limits. She would wag it in front of me, rub it against me - to make sure I knew what I would never have again. She thought it was funny to watch me get hard, and the demand that I NOT cum. If I did... pictures would get mailed. It went on for months. My.