‘When it starts playing, you are to come and get me and tell me you want to fuck,’ I continued. ‘You will say, ‘Come with me. I want to fuck.�...� Do you understand?’ ‘Yes,’ she mumbled. ‘Good. Now, I’m going to count backwards from ten. At five you will begin to wake up. By three you will feel fully refreshed. At the count of one, you will be fully awake. You will not remember these suggestions, but will carry them out.’ It’s a lot like programming a computer, I thought. You’ve got to tell them. ‘I was fantasizing about the same thing,’ she said quietly, looking him directly in the eyes. ‘It was some sort of daydream, because I wasn’t asleep.’ She looked herself over, appearing to check her clothing. ‘I … it was a hallucination, Baxter, definitely.’ Baxter started the engine, a part of him wondering what exactly Shari had fantasized about. The clock showed that they had spent an hour sitting out here, doing … nothing, nothing at all, but especially not leaving. He felt like going back. I felt it all - her lithe and delicate fingers rubbed the coarse and smooth walls of my privates - and for her fierce entry, I replied in kind with muscles that contracted, pulling her deeper and alluring her to go rougher. The warm fluids permeate from my caverns and messily trickled down to my thighs and down to her hand. Trying to contain the embarrassment, I tried to withhold my voice from rising further by biting on my lips, but the sight of my vain struggles to resist only encouraged. I have a contact with the computer on earth, and if I concentrate, I can cause it to gather specific information." I also have a good knowledge of magic. I have access to the magical field and I am still learning that I can do things I have never done before. Sometimes these abilities present themselves when I need them, other times when I carefully consider a need, an answer comes to mind," he finished, in an amazed tone of voice.He still looked magnificent. Taller than me by a foot, his.