" Her voice trailed off."Yes, you're smart, you've been successful here, but you are breaking the rules. You seem to think they don't apply to you." D.... Hoffman spoke slowly, watching her reaction. She looked nervous, but not defiant, anxious and a little embarrassed."No sir, that's not what I'm thinking." Mercedes couldn't look Dr. Hoffman in the eye. She was hoping he would figure out what she was trying to do. She had heard stories from the other young women at the school that Dr. Hoffman. Another half hour later saw me tip-toeing upstairs and opening her door.She was lying on the bed, her head lost in the darkness, the light through the open door highlighting her nude legs and belly and her hand - obviously busy between her legs. I knew that she had seen me. I walked towards her, drawn towards that hand. I could sense her eyes upon me as I stood by the bed, between her spread legs watching the hand that now rested over her mound, covering her. As she slowly removed her hand I. Modest c cup breasts and a lithe build. She was cute, with her hair cut so that is was an inch above shoulder length. She was also very pale, and now her body was trapped between her own bed and my large frame. I tightened the choke I had on her throat. She panicked and kicked around for a minute, then passed out and went limp. I laid her on her bed and took a quick tour of the house. In less than five minutes I was back in her room. I had found a couple of useful items, including a roll if. But there's another way to have an orgasm without a partner. What about masturbation?" I asked."Out of the question," she answered."Why?" I was raised to think that down there was a forbidden place. The only time I was allowed to touch it was to wash or wipe. The only other times it was acceptable to give it attention was making babies and birthing them." You didn't touch yourself when you entered puberty?" No. The church made it patently clear. That was a sin. The only ones allowed to touch.