This led me naturally to wonder if I could exert that kind of control over myself, and I found that with a bit of practice I could. I could achieve an... maintain an erection at will, and postpone orgasm as long as I liked. I also thought that my ability was letting me learn and retain knowledge more quickly, though that was more difficult to assess. Still, I had a definite ability to influence the memories of other people.I was spending more time with my 'special' women, Mary and Janet, but I. Like many of fantasies, they always and should always remain a fantasy; nevertheless our fantasy, through the magic of a computer, there were lines of men just waiting for us to invite them into our little circle. This all came to being when "chat rooms" were the in thing, making for plenty of applicants to fill the job.Never believing that this fantasy of ours would ever come true, we actually made arrangements to meet a guy at a motel just out of our home area. Arriving at the motel and quite. .it must be the morphine. But if I really didhear you right, here's my answer: A, that thing won't work, B, I don'twant to kill you, and C, I don't want to be a woman."Joan sighed. "Well then, let's take care of one of your objections." Sheaimed the gun at her husband. There was a beam of white light; then allthat was left in his bed was an empty Tom costume. She felt her heartpounding heavily in her chest; even she hadn't been entirely convincedthat it would work. With a trembling hand, she. Renee was way ahead of the game, but she hadn’t won. I had to keep her on her toes so I texted her.ME: Can’t play tonight. Going out with Amanda again.RENEE: Fine.She was pissed.Amanda had finally gotten a job and she wanted to celebrate. We went out for sushi and sake. She told me all about her new job as a lab assistant doing water testing. It all sounded monumentally boring, but she seemed excited by it. We had been out for almost three hours and four bottles of sake when Amanda finally.