<b>Mary Deen - Dining hall<br/>
</b><br/>It was school sports lessons all over again. At least that's what it felt like to Mary as she sat, unable to get the release her body was telling her it wanted, from the rod that vibrated inside her. She watched as all the other girls had a collar put on them, just as she had watched as all the other girls were picked for the lacrosse team, or netball team, or soccer team, or hockey team, until only she was left. There was something so utterly demeaning about being left to last, unwanted by the people doing the choosing. It wasn't even as if she particularly wanted to be chosen. Not this time and not for sports - if she'd had her way, Mary would have never participated in<i>any</i>sport. Being chosen had simply been a sign that you were wanted on the team. Being left until last was the sign that you were not.<br/><br/>And here it was happening all over again. Plane Mary Deen, boobs too big for her body, brain to big for her head, left 'til last because nobody wanted the the girl with the dull face and dumb name. At first she had been hoping not to be picked, but then when she wasn't each time, she began to feel left out, the familiar feeling rushing back and she started to want to be picked. And then there was only one woman left and her. She looked up with a rather pathetically hopeful smile as the woman came toward her. The tanned brunette spoke to her, after kissing her on the cheek, something that made Mary blush.<i>Beautiful and smart? Nah. Intelligent, not smart. If she was smart she would have taken her mom's advice, not her aunts!</i>But Mary nodded, whispered "Thank you." Then "Sorry, I didn't seem to be able t- OHH!" The sudden slap sent a jolt of pain from her ample behind straight between her legs to her -<i>well, she'd always called it her button, but she knew what it's proper name was from Sex-ed... </i>It wasn't anywhere like enough, but it pushed her that little bit closer. Mary was about to ask her claimant to do that again, but she had walked away.<br/><br/>Mary began to think, something her dad always told her was dangerous to do.