"Shut it." I interrupted. "I know about you and Joe and your "bois" A blank stare flooded his face and his pouty lips searched for words to try to de...end himself. "I'm s-s-s-" He stammered. He always stammered when he was nervous, anxious or in a tight spot. "You're what?" I asked with a deviant smile. He gulped with unsteadiness and tried not to show his guilt. "I'm sorry." He muttered. "Really." Well, sorry isn't going to cut it!" I yelled. "Now suck this cock the way you suck Joe's cock.". Maybe he just went to the library to study. His first class starts at 11 am." Stacy thought.Checking the clock before she left Stacy saw it was 8:00 am. Heading towards the library she saw Sebbun with one of the guys from a local frat. Wearing a school sweater the guy was known as a hardcore partier.Sebbun wore red spaghetti halter top with tight jean shirts which showed off her gorgeous legs. On her feet wear platform sandals that gave her an extra inch or two.Stacy remembered his name was. "Nursing, in a babies context, is not a conscious thought but driven bya biological imperative through neuralgic connections you are born with.You are not taught to nurse, yet you as a baby and babies, nurse. Toucha babies cheek and it will turn it's head in the direction of thattouch. It will also be stimulated to suckle. Those are directed byyour neurological constructs," Susan said."How does that connect to me, now, as an adult?" Chuck asked."Regression, or the act of regression, promotes. That it's okay to suck as much dick as she wants.”“I don't want to suck dick!” I screeched. Then my cheeks burned with shame, glowing so bright from shouting that out loud.“She's blushing,” Savannah said. “Oh, you want to suck dick, but you've been brainwashed to think it's wrong. Men don't want you to suck dick. They want you to be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. But we'll liberate you.”“We'll turn you into the dick-hungry whore that you deserve to be.” Lottie glanced at Shane. “Will you.