In this manner, I could experience a conversation. Yes, a conversation. Most people think the words they plan to say before saying them out loud. Thei... unspoken thoughts would intrude, confusing the silent conversation, but I'd gotten pretty good at filtering out extraneous thoughts and putting meaningful or relevant thoughts in context.Loni said: Hi, gotta minute?Sable said: Sure.Sable thought: She probably wants to talk about Clint. Like me at first, I think she's falling for the good-looking. A muffled movement in Stephanie’s corner indicated that mistress Stephanie had lit up as well.The other mistresses were of course aware that Vivien had started using Jason in this way for some months now. Mistress Stephanie ventured: ?What I find helps is to train them to hold it while you ruthlessly fuck them hard. And if they come without permission, punish their balls. Pretty soon they get good at holding off. And then they can hold it when you fuck them for pleasure.??Really?? asked Vivien. We left poker and drove out the the Pussy Train stop. At 10 the train came by and we got on. As soon as I got on I saw her standing there looking at me. It was Amy.“Dude! Get naked or they’ll boot ya.” Robin said.I tore off my clothes and raced over to Amy.“I’m so glad to see you again, Amy. I’ve been looking for you for a while.”“I’m glad to see you, too, Will. I knew what stop you got on and off at and I was sure to be waiting there in case you got on.”“I’ve been getting on every week. Green eyes, jet-blackshoulder-length hair, full red lips, her breasts were small but firm andher skin was blemish-free and milky-white; she had a slim waist,bountiful hips and buttocks, and her legs seemed to go forever.He turned his gaze from her and offered her his back."Thank you," she said, genuinely grateful for him respecting her modesty.She shed her t-shirt and underwear and padded over to the little ensuiteand turned on the water in the shower. The warm water felt luxurious andshe.