Would he have tried to rape me if we were alone? What would happen if I didn't get away? What if I would have given him what he wanted? The last thoug...ht scared me. Why was I thinking that? I imagined his hand going up my ass then his other hand on my boobs. I imagined him kissing my neck as I felt his crotch behind me. Him bending me over and just fucking me relentlessly. His physical superiority being imposed over me, just taking me with pure raw sex. As I had these thoughts, I realized I was. I knew exactly what shade of paint were on each wall, what style flooring, where the chrome tap fittings had come from. I also ordered all the kinkiness that was upstairs from the lube cupboard to the fluffy hand cuffs in the zebra themed playroom. I would come back to driftwood under bags and I would insist that I had to try them out on someone. Pete always offered. And I never turned him down. A couple of times we would have been having slow sex in one of the playrooms while the door was. All through the party, he would kiss my neck and just under my ear at random. Parker isn’t much of a dancer, but he did dance with me whenever I asked him to. A lot of guys were commenting on how my costume looked, playing with the beads and playing with the pieces of material that were hanging around my legs. ( it looks like this, only red) Parker came over, grabbed me on the hips and pulled me backwards out of the group of guys. I knew it was him as soon as he grabbed me. His hands have a. I shook my head no to indicate that the discussion was over."Well that's more like it Nancy. That reminds me I spoke with a coupleof ladies that employ professional maid services about how they addresstheir domestics and how the help addresses them. Based on theirexperiences I think I will continue to just call you by your firstname, but I want you to address me as Miss Clarisse when you are inuniform. I think a bit of formality is justified, but didn't like beingcall Madam or Ma'am. Both seem.