But thenagain, you're also my joy, my passion, my commitment. You are emotion,nothing more, nothing less. Emotion without fetter or control isdangerou..., potentially deadly. But without it, we are nothing but shells,fated to live our lives without meaning or conviction. Now sit there andSHUDDAP!!"There was a flash, and the image was back where it started, standing in arelaxed pose that screamed sex, appearing to watch them with a sultry,seductive gaze. Jason heard a whisper in his mind, *become. She could taste the warm, sweet milk on her lips.Both of them, she realized, were throbbing with sexual heat. Without even speaking, each knew how excited and aroused the other was. Their eyes locked and throbbing in unison, Laura slowly opened her mouth and held it open. Cecilia brought one glossy, swelling breast closer, aiming with her large bulbous nipple, which was still wet from its last creamy discharge.She squeezed the nipple, and a long stream of milk spurted into Laura's mouth. Laura. Use all your own restraint …”—she tugged on one of the silk bonds—“instead of this type. Fuck me later and find out what fun I’ve got stored up for you now.” She kissed his face and his lips were warm.Credit where it was due, she had him almost hooked. I’m being manipulated. At least I know it’s happening. That makes it kind of okay. “So …” He picked his words with as much care as was possible under the heady circumstances. “Do I get any indication as to the nature of this fun?”“Only that. One potential scenario fed the imagination of another girl whose scenario, in turn, was worse and crueler than the first. Of course, only one of the girls at the table had even dated Greg, and that was a simple summertime ice cream cone date with about twenty other people, thus reducing her date claim to nothing more than an impromptu meeting. The driving question left hanging by the girls as lunch period ended was why Greg might have done such a thing, if he really had done it. Stephanie chose.