"Do you really want me to use this thing on you?" she said."Sure, but you'll have to get me good and drunk first." I didn't know you were that kind of...girl."***Ashley woke up a few minutes after eight o'clock on a beautifulSunday morning. The bed beside her was empty, which meant thatSandy was out for his usual morning surfing session.Whenever possible, they spent their free weekends at Sandy'splace in Redondo Beach, away from the smog and frenzy of theHollywood Hills. She lay back on the down. In theory your brainwill 'receive' my mind. I'm now powering up the machine."Janet looks excited "this is seriously turning me on" she breathes."Me too, but it's pretty scary" I say. "Alight, it's on." I don't feel anything different" I hear Janet say. But suddenly I can feelsomething... everything! Laying down on the floor with my eyes closed I say: "Ifeel what you feel! It is too confusing to move my body at the same time...it's even weird to talk... Touch your self," I suggest as I notice. I quickly scrambled in and huddled up to avoid the closing door of the trunk hitting my head. After what seemed like three hours (I had no watch or anything else on my body except my leash and chain), she finally stopped the car and opened the trunk. We did stop about twenty minutes into the drive, but she didn’t open the door – I spent presumably an hour or so just stuck in the trunk fantasizing Shoheli’s legs and her fleshy body. Now when she stopped and opened the trunk, I was praying I will. I was aroused, frightened, frustrated, nervous, and unable to concentrate either on my family or on my work. I wrote Master Panther telling him I was not well with all this, which he answered inviting me to chat, eventually to talk on the phone, something he would prefer. Actually, he said he wanted to hear my voice. However, if I did not want to give him my number, I could phone him. Then, he gave me his home and office numbers, even his mobile one.The temptation was strong, but I preferred.