She had her dress up around her waist with her bare breasts pressed against the hood of the car. She was wiggling and pushing her shapely ass back aga...nst Kevin’s crotch. Mary had become quite used to her little pussy being filled and stretched by his monster.They had been lovers now for four years, since the day that she told Toby to leave the home and marriage to be with his gay lover.Mary was left to raise her daughter Holly, who was now a beautiful young lady of 16 years of age. She was in. And . . . scared?He wants you.. . . .He needs you.. . . .He cannot help himself. But I—STOP. LISTEN.Laurie listened. She had to listen. VR-Laurie was making her listen.You have overwhelmed him. Taken away his will. Destroyed all his defenses. He is helpless before you.. . . ?Think of what would happen to him.. . . ?Think of what would happen to him if he were caught.. . . ?Let me show you.A flicker. A quick flicker. The alley vanished. Laurie was in a forest with many, many, many trees. Hanging. The starched skirt was skimpy, the hem ending five inches above the knee and stuck out like a parasol. The fabric was diaphanous to the point of being essential invisible. Underneath, Avril wore no panties and her newly hairless pussy mound looked most inviting.Her top piece was made of the same material as the skirt and resembled Salome's sixth veil more than a blouse. No bra needed, no bra worn. But Avril was wearing 3-inch heel stilettoes ( a.k.a., 'fuck-me shoes' ) and a touch of makeup and. The moral of this paragraph ladies and gentleman is don't smoke!!!After college I couldn't find a job so I decided to focus on a long held aspiration. I was going to write a book. I hadn't decided yet on what type of book. It could be a children's book, a group of short stories made in to a book or even an epic novel. I had ideas for all three. After a while I settled on the short story idea. I mapped it out with a main character or characters and several conflicts. After I had mapped it I.