I think you’ll find your lesbian neighbor there, ready for anything you want to give her.”
“Yeah, right! Xxnx “No.” she mumbled. “Look at me, Michelle.” he said. “Take off your sweater and jeans.”
“But… but I’m not wearing any underwear!” she said, her eyes opening wide. “Ohh, yeah, such a good girl.”
He knew that telling her this would help undo the early programming her mother had instilled in her. “My name is Anne.”
“Ever had sex with a man, Anne?” he asked, gently. “Why are you doing this to me?” she asked, obeying him. “The way it was before you ever came in here?”
“Oh, yes, more than anything!” she sobbed desperately, looking up at him hopefully. She lifted her hands to her neck and untied the string, letting the front of the dress fall to her waist.
