Then we both got dressed.As I was heading for the door, she said, “you’re my stud now.” Now what the hell did that mean.She said, “Saturday ni...ht I am having some of the cheerleaders here at the house for a sleep over, and I want you to be there.”“Now why in the hell would you want me there with a bunch of girls?” I asked her with a not so sure look in my face.“I want to show me off my new stud to the girls, and be here at dark Saturday night.” She informed me with a radiant smile.Saturday. I lifted her up and carried her with Lund in Boor, in to Bed room. It was cool and comfortable here.AC was on. I put her on bed and came over her. After some kissing and sucking of her lips, nipples, chuchis, naval, inner thighs and pubic triangle, she became ready for another round. I was not anywhere near coming up yet. But wishing a hard fuck. She spread her legs. I centered the Lund on her Boor hole and gave a good thrust. Lund went half in the Boor. She sprang from beneath.Took a little. " Excellent. That's the effect of the hypnosis, Miss Carter." Hypnosis?" Margaret frowned slightly, though the expression felt alien and uncomfortable."Conventional anesthetics would have left you bruised and uncomfortable, but this technique reduces the physical trauma and leaves you with a pleasant post-hypnotic glow."Slowly, Margaret raised her head. A man was leaning over her, a distinguished-looking man in his mid-fifties. A name swam into her mind. "Doctor Calvin. That's who he is. He's. Her boyfriend at the time wore down her resistance after months of working at it, and they had sex at least once a week throughout their senior year.When Lynn enrolled as a freshman at Yale, she knew it would be more difficult than high school, but she expected to achieve the usual high grades with the usual ease. This was true for the most part, but she was struggling greatly in physics. No matter how hard she studied, Lynn never seemed to do better than a "C" on the bi-weekly exams. After.