” Fluttering his eyelashes and lisping, he asked, “Could one of you guys massage my dick after school?” Nervously stifled snickers and groans fo...lowed that. We were pushing our luck now.Matt's blue eyes had been locked directly on me when he asked the “massage my dick” question. For a second he almost seemed serious, and it caught me off guard for a quick moment. I steered things back toward his weekend. “So who massaged you on Friday? Sarah?” This got everyone giggling again, so I continued,. " Uhh, OK," agreed David."Our program is known as the Life Reassignment Program, or LRP forshort. In essence the way it works is that you place yourself in thehands of our program specialists, and we give you an entirely new life. One in which there is virtually no way that your true self, or past lifeif you will, can ever be detected. You can go about living your newlife free from worry and fear - 100 percent."David thought for moment and then asked, "That sounds too good to betrue. What's. She pushed us both back away from the desk, pulled herself away from my dick, and turned around to face me. She pushed me down into my chair and she stood over my still-hungry cock. She bent her knees until her dripping pussy had engulfed my entire dick. She was now in control, and I knew that she liked it this way. Her hands pressed down on my shoulders as she moved up and down rhythmically, the sound of our flesh pounding against each other. Her tits bounced in cadence just in front of my. One girl's body interlaced with my invisible body."Joe brought some," Alicia whispered."He did?" a girl replied. Her name popped in my head. It was Jamie."Yeah. It's in the back. So do you want to try it?"The other freshman girl nodded affirmatively."Uh..." said Jamie."Come on," encouraged Jamie's friend."If she doesn't want to..." said Alicia. Apparently she wouldn't take any time trying to convince Jamie."Can I just watch?" Jamie asked."I guess but what's the point?" I'll probably try it."I.