His mother told him that you were a real queen, one who put her people ahead of her own life. When President Havel was awarding you the Karla Cross, M...ry was in tears murmuring, ‘That poor tormented girl!’”Then to Doug she said, “What she didn’t tell you is that the boy’s father is also a hero of the Republic, and very probably in line to receive the Karla Cross, too. Posthumously. Mortally wounded, he asked Karla if she would sleep with him. He took her virginity, and then died in her arms.”. I stood there with only the towel on my head. I watched for any indication he could see me. He only swiveled his head left and then right while taking another drink from his cup. Thinking that I was safe I grasped both my breasts with my hands and spread my legs and bent forward. I was beginning to feel really naughty and turned my butt to him. Releasing my breasts I took hold of both my ass cheeks and spread them as far as possible while looking back over my shoulder. Mark never moved but I. She pulled it out of his pants, and eased it from his shoulders, and wrists. Her soft fingers lingered on his biceps, which flexed beneath her touch. She told him to kick off his shoes, and helped him remove his pants. There he stood in only his underwear, and socks.“Now darling, lie down on your stomach, it’s my turn to make you feel better. “She straddled his hips, distributing her weight evenly so it wouldn’t cause him any discomfort. She leaned forward, brought her lips down on his right. Those things usually, again admittedly, had some kind of kink or perversion to them in some way, and when his mind locked on to something, he was locked on. Recently, such a fixation had taken root on…Could you really program someone’s mind?Was it actually possible?He didn’t really know where the idea had come from. He was surprised to find stories all about the InterWebs, apparently he wasn’t the only one.He’d read about the experiments in the 60’s with subliminal messages in movie theaters to.