Everybody knows it’s impossible to remember everything: thus, remember your packaging and forget anything else. Many people even forget what they ha...e done a minute before! I don’t know how it happens, but everybody knows it happens. Surely, sometimes it happened also to you, didn’t it?– Yesss?– Of course, yes. So I want you to think about forgetting everything of your brainwashing. Imagine this brainwashing as the key to open your inner puppet basement. Everybody, at least one time in his. Apparently he fell asleep on my bed, completely exhausted. On closer inspection, I saw a couple of used tissues and my naughtiest black lace lingerie beside him. I couldn't remember if I left that there and certainly the tissues weren't mine. As I sat next to him to wake him up I was surprised when he embraced me by the waist and moaned my name. This was interesting. Was my little brother dreaming of me? And the boner was a complete surprise too. What kind of a dream was it? "Hey, Davey. Wake. .........................At five sharp the bells rang and the girls of all houses were awake and grumpy . The “floating” canes were busy urging slowpokes into action and finally all the girls were seated ,doing their morning shit! No girl was naughty or swore because they now knew the consequence of doing so . They all plopped nicely and in good time and stepped into the showers for their minus freezing morning shower………..Two hundred nipples stood to attention as the icy water rained down on. It was then that I felt his finger, okay; I’ve been fingered before, as have we all. But this, it just took my breath from me, at the time I was fresh to sex, but the attentiveness he was administering on my body, I just couldn’t step back, I didn’t want to, to be quite truthful with you! I think that was my downfall at the time”“Another tea?” I asked, but really I was to occupied with her story to want to leave.“Thank you, yes I will! I’m not boring you am I?”“Hell no, I’m intrigued!” I.