All of a sudden he saw someone walk out from the women’s locker room. It was Laura my god. She was wearing a small white t-shirt that was drenched e...posing her breasts. She was not wearing a bra. She could have easily won anyone wet t-shirt contest around. ‘Hi, Andrew.’ I didn’t hear the guy announce that the gym was closing. I was taking a shower and then realized that it was 12:15.’ I can’t believe I’m doing this Laura thought. She moved closer not knowing what to expect. ‘That’s alright.’. "George had been sobered by this. "Still in that virgin thing, Brett?" he had sighed. It was Brett's obsession somehow, like a total-control-fetish. George had never truly understood. For a long moment their discussion had died. Just to bridge the silence, George had asked if there was a religious reason for her virginity maybe. The answer was the last nail in the coffin of George's hope."Who cares?" Brett had answered. "I don't even know her religion. Anyhow, what's the important thing is what. He was, when this interest first started, dating a beautiful young girl named Joan, who was also fascinated about his new hobby and volunteered as a guinea pig. After a lot of research, reading and a couple of attempts, he managed to put her under and plant several post hypnotic suggestions, just to try them. He gave her clearer skin, which took a couple of months to completely work, used it to turn her on, helped her quit smoking… pretty much anything a young man can think of without doing. We hugged and I sat sown and began small talk. As we are talking a guy just sits next to me. I was taken back by the random stranger sitting next to me until she said, this is my husband. Slightly nervous I played it off and shook his hand. On the spot I said her and I knew eachother through mutual friends and I saw her and wanted to say hi. She said you dont have to lie, he knows you are here to fuck me. He didnt say anything but kept his eyes on her. She said isn’t that right bitch. He kept.