Had Krystal and her horde of girls found us? Had they already battered through the door and had discovered we’d fled out the window? I wanted to ask...Justin, but a feral instinct told me I needed to be quiet. This animalistic part of my brain begged me not to move a muscle.The clink of chains grew louder. It was the rattling sound of dozens of chains all clattering together. Justin shifted. He let out an angry snarled beneath his breath, perhaps a swear word. Despite the fear, my curiosity. Janice to our offices at:(Address has been remove since the magazine is defunct)---(This is based on a draft which was originally written for one of Dr. Janice’s books, but was removed at the request of the publisher. It was originally most likely written circa 1995, but she later posted it on her forums when they were still active. She usually avoided using her title there, just calling herself “Janice D.”)“Some tips for mothers, by Janice D.”There is a secret to close. Although she slept, the chemical coursing through her body didn't. Subtle changes were being made to her erogenous zones.Her breasts, which had shown the first signs of sagging tightened, enlarged a little and repositioned themselves slightly higher on her chest. The buds of her nipples grew half their original length again; the areola surrounding became more crinkled and darkened a shade. Further down her body her straight pubic hair softened a little and became less obvious. Her vaginal lips,. The touch was exquisitely light and with each pass over my pubic bone, my cock flopped heavily over her hands.All too soon, time ran out. I opened my eyes and she was smiling kindly. “Take as much time as you need, and I’ll see you outside.”Part of me hoped Nina would walk back in and help me with my throbbing erection. I looked at the massage oil and wondered if I should jerk off.Was she expecting me to? Should I have asked her to do more?As I dressed, my cock was stiff like steel. I imagined.