“Ok,” he said with a sigh of relief and walked over to my bed and sat next to me, “so do you think he might not be able to?”“I don’t know,...I mean, we haven’t done anything down there yet and I never really thought about it. It’s not like I just grab his crotch. I don’t think there’s a problem there but I don’t know for sure. I’ve never asked.” “Well, just hypothetically, what if he can’t do it?” he asked.“What do you mean?” I asked. Now I had thoughts and emotions running all through my head. I. Yeah.My Intro to Business class required us to actually create a small business plan with estimated revenue, expense, and profits in an Excel pivot table. The last two weeks of class, we’d each have to make a presentation of our business plan to the rest of the class and ‘the investors’ would decide if they wanted to put in some money, trash the idea, or suggest a way to bootstrap it. Yeah. Another PowerPoint.Adult Roles and Responsibility had an interesting term paper due. We were to chart out. I put on my slutty outfit, put on my heels and stood looking at myself in the mirror. I was admiring my handy work, flipping the wig from side to side as the twins do, thinking how much I looked like them when I heard Mr. Johnson's voice. FUCK!! I hadn't started the video. I quickly ran over to the bedside table, opened the drawer and pushed the button. But the light didn't turn green. I pushed again, but still nothing. "Sofia. Sofia. Where are you?" I could hear his voice. He was right outside. ??????????? ?This iswere ill be taking your vital signs, one day a week you will come here and puton the suit, and lie on the table while I plug you into the Cerebral Imager.While your in the suit you will be exposed to intensesexual images, as well as be stimulated.?The entire experience is designed to find out how much can a personendure sexually.???????????? Aftersaying this the doctor looked Amanda in the eye andsaid ?you will be expected to return every week for another analysis, at theend.