The following story started out as collaboration with Rachel, a sexually active pre-med student at Columbia University. She related her sexual history and some fantasies to me via email. But she lost interest halfway through and I was forced to fictionalize the rest. At any rate, a wide variety of sexual gambits were addressed along the way. Rachel, wherever you are, and whatever you're doing, I love ya, baby!
Our main female character desperately needs to pee at a rest stop bathroom. But a strange woman she meets there seems to not want her to go. Will our heroin pee anyway, or will she painfully obey the weird woman?
It started with harsh lying words in her ear and being groped and molested, why would this bully of a woman think I could want her? Perhaps I should tell your husband we are having an affairs said Mrs Anderson to the young wife and mother.