| Rape ! |
| Be raped by nurse sexy uniform! |
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He brushed off my questions about where we were going and said it didn't matter; I should just go and get dressed. He had picked out my clothes, he said, and they were on the bed. He emphasized that I should only put on the clothes that he had laid out for me, and that I must be ready by 7. I was less then happy about this. It was Friday night and I had told Paul I didn't want to go out this weekend as I was tired from my new after-school job. But you didn't argue with my Paul when he was in this mood. I went up stairs to find my clothes all laid out as he had told me. |
But what a shock it was when I saw the outfit -- my shortest skirt, a little jet black number that barely covered my ass. That skirt was for private love play with Paul. I hated wearing it in public, and Paul knew that full well. There was also a pair of high heels, also black, and my tan blouse. Nothing else. No bra, no panties no nothing. I was getting a bit concerned. I began to wonder what exactly Paul had planned for me that night. I didn't even know where we were going. Nonetheless I donned the outfit and went downstairs.
Well, Paul was drinking a beer, and I was less than thrilled.
When I
started to remind him how I felt about his starting drinking early,
he got all pissed off, told me
to shut up and get my coat.
"Where are we going", I asked. He said, "Well, if you must know, Bob and Beth are having a party and we're invited". "Oh no", I said. "You know how I feel about Beth. You can go and have fun if you want to, but I'm not going." Paul freaked out and shouted, "Look, I'm sick of this shit. You're going and that's that."