Mar 9, 2011: My Answer to Jody's Question

Following my afternoon with Molly and Tyler and their “home invasion”, Jody asked me this question … how could I be such a shameless whore and slut myself in front of Tyler who I’d never met, and of course, Molly. I’m going to post my answer to her verbatim.

I’ve thought about that all night. I wish I had a logical answer to your question. I’m almost mad at myself this morning for giving in.

This thing you instructed me to do ... giving her a key to my house ... is a transfer of power far beyond what I initially grasped. I’m sure you knew exactly what you were doing.

But to your question, it’s daunting to be caught off guard, i.e., coming home and finding her in my house, treating it as if it were hers. That within itself is a feeling of being trapped. I knew when I saw her car in the driveway, what she wanted and where this would end. By the time I walked into the house I was already shaking inside.

Seeing the other girl lying on the sofa was like somebody shocked me. I was almost pissed. I knew Molly had the upper hand right from the get-go but I refused to allow my mind to think about what might happen.

I wasn’t real thrilled and I think in told you that. I felt like Molly had taken advantage of her access to the house to the max. I hoped by stalling and standing my ground that this might not end the way Molly intended.

But Molly, so true to form, displayed that pouty, snippy attitude that she is so famous for, at least to me. She kept throwing a barrage of questions and remarks at me faster than I could answer or think. I knew I was fighting a losing battle. So by the time she demanded that I take my clothes off, whatever defenses I thought I had, were completely shattered. If we’d been in Molly's house, I could have walked out; but you simply don’t have the option of walking out of your own house. It was really at the point that I had nowhere to go except do what she wanted, and strip. I hated myself for being in that position but she put me there or maybe I put myself there. I don't know, maybe both.

My sense of self respect, if I had any to begin with, left me with every piece of clothing I removed. There’s certainly no way you can pretend that you're the least bit in control when you’re naked inside your own home when two teens are fully clothed. When I'm standing there naked, there’s not much left. So when she told me to suck toes, lick cunt, frig off or whatever came to her mind, it’s like I'm a puppet and I'm responding to whoever is pulling the strings.

I'm sure you know that as well or better than I do and have probably used it multiple times on various women.

Anyway, I wanted to share. Enjoy your day as best you can. I love you, e