.. realistically, when you haven't experienced anything like it. I guess you just let your imagination go, right?" "Yeah, that's mainly it," he repli...d. "But it took a lot of work, you know. In writing, imagining something is really just the first step. After imagining something, you have to write it, and that's where the work really comes in. I spent over a month on this story—writing it, and then rewriting it, and revising it, and then revising it again." He looked into her eyes. "Are you. Then I took off one of my strappy spike heels,and pounded it intohis groin so the good doctor wept and screamed... It is not a pretttysight, my devoted audience...a big, fat, naked dentist, secured by rope to thereclining chair where he's done so many of those evil root canals. But I'd comein half an hour before, resplendent in my silk top, open just a couple ofbuttons to show a hint of cleavage...and my new denim miniskirt with floralembroidery on the front and back (yes, high school boys. Chrissy was aware of her looks and did not mind highlighting her assets. On this occasion Chrissy had on a light dress with a low neck line. Whenever Chrissy bent over I could see down the front of her dress showing a low cut red bra. Her nipples uncovered. The view from behind was just as revealing, showing that she was wearing a red thong. Ian and I were sitting on the couch while Chrissy was going through Ian's collection of CDs. The pile was on the floor in front of us. Chrissy was bent. " With a couple more instructions, I was sucking on it like a pro while getting her turned on more and more with my thumb and two fingers.I realized at that moment that I was getting instruction that you couldn't pay for with gold or diamonds. This was a once-in-a-lifetime teaching session that probably was delivered to me by God himself for being a good boy, or something like that. Meantime, Mary was getting hotter and hotter and beginning to moan, and she told me to start speeding up the.