Stacey was in the park again, it was now her weekly constitutional, part of John’s ongoing plan to make her in to the perfect girlfriend. She would get dressed up, looking like a cheap hooker and prancing around the park for several hours.
Whenever someone make eye contact she’d stand in place and display herself for them. Sometimes it was a woman but usually a man. Each time she did so her need for someone to fuck her would grow, eventually when it became too much she wouldn’t just let the person ogle her body, but would instead go over and offer herself as long as they’d take her right there in the park.