“No, you mumble. It’s actually kind of adorable.” Okay. That’s it. First the comment about how I smelled, the little touches, then the picture..., and now this. I had to know. “Jamie, listen. You’ve said a couple of things that I don’t know which way to take. Are you…?” I didn’t want to say the words. I was afraid he’d get mad. “Am I into guys? I think you know that answer. I don’t remember much about my life, but that I know. I definitely know.” He grinned sheepishly at me, as if he was trying. He told me that he had wanted to try something as anexperiment and had started the sessions for this purpose. He even said that he had been giving me post-hypnotic suggestions of continue with this, much explaining why I had gone along in the first place. He also told me that he was indeed not an amateur but a very good at the use of hypnosis. Then he told me the theme of his experiment. He said that he wanted to take an American, such as myself and do what he could to "induce an Indian. As I sat on my balcony overlooking the empty neighborhood, I heard the door close as my parents gave their wishes to whoever was leaving. It was dark and the air was kind of crisp. I could hear everything. The music from the party, the chatter from the attendees and even the conversation of the couple who just left our home. As I leaned over the railing on my banister to see who it was, I noticed it was the Fleers. I guess I shouldn’t have been spying on their conversation but I couldn’t help. Whats on your mind?, I replied. She looked me straight in the eyes, I found and watched your video of daughters giving blowjobs to their fathers. Do you want me to do that for you? I lied, Im so sorry you found it. Please forgive me. She kept looking at me, You didnt answer my question. Would you like me to do that to you? I love you and I want to do it if you want me to. It was all I could do to keep from yelling YES, YES, YES and pulling my hard cock out, but I had to play it cool. Jan came.