I wanted it, but Lisa couldn't know. The years of abuse must have warped my mind or something. She couldn't know. It's not like I considered myself to be a nudist or anything. It was the rush! The exhilaration from public exhibition. Gazing at the store and the displays, I could feel it. I wanted to do it again, but more than that, I needed more.
Walking through the mall dressed only in a shirt? Already did it. There had to be more exciting things that I could do. Be 'forced' to do. Lisa couldn't know. If she knew I was willing, it would not be exciting for her anymore. I needed Lisa, Alicia, and Carrie to continue doing to me what they had been doing to me all these years. What would I do if they ever stopped?
"Stop lollygagging around, Erica!" Lisa yelled at me. The three of them had continued walking through the mall while I had been distracted by my memories. I moved quickly to catch up to them. They were instrumental to my plan.
First I had to come up with an idea. Then, I had to somehow convince them to 'force' me to act that idea out, while thinking it was their own idea.
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