" What happened after that?" She was prescribed some medication and it seemed to help her, but weknew she would have to seek therapy or this behavior ...ill continue. Wefound a therapist and brought her to see her. It seems to have helped andthat's why I came home." Brenda, there was no one for me to talk too. I didn't want to burdenShamus with my thoughts, I felt so alone. I had to explain to thechildren that their mother was having a hard time right now and she mightdo things to them she didn't. “ You want this, don't you?” Shawna stopped rubbing and looked him in the eye. She didn't want to cheat on her boyfriend, but still felt dirty as she kept fantasizing Brandon fucking her. “ No...” She tried hard to deny her desires, but her soaked and slightly twitching pussy betrayed her. “ Oh yes you do...” He began to hover over her, leaning forward into her. She was frightened, tried to push him away, but he grabbed her arms and held them down on the mattress. She tried to close her legs,. “We might have to get a little rough if she doesn’t calm down.”Suddenly I recognized the voice. Mark was one of my boyfriends. I had been seeing him for a little over three months. He’d been helping me explore my sexuality – helping me discover what it was about sex that turned me on. Recently we had discussed my lust for being dominated, taken, used. I remember we talked about how hot it would be to have someone unexpected and unseen take me. I realized that this was his way of playing that. Looking up she saw a blackjack dealer with is eyes all over her tits. "Who the hell does he think he is just sitting there looking down my dress" she thought. I guess it was my own fault I should have known better than to bend over in this dress. She had a hard enough time keeping it over her tits when she stood up straight. Her roommate Marcy was the one who had picked the dress out for her. When I had tried it on in the store, Marcy had gone on and on about how awesome it was on me, but.