Either way, I knew she had to be curious, and I persisted.Sometimes as part of our foreplay I’d read stories to her about a bored housewife spicing ...p her life by fucking a total stranger. Occasionally, during sex, I’d put my lips to her ear, suck her earlobe and whisper about hot sexy men who wanted her. As time passed and the novelty of what I was saying diminished, my wife showed more interest, and perhaps after a few drinks when she got really excited during sex, she’d tell me about guys. I love spending time with you.”Heather wrapped her up and said, “Good! ‘Cause we like hanging with you.”We all sat on the Beth-Rhee-Heather bed and gabbed for another hour or so, after which we conducted nightly ablutions, each of us hugged the others, and Civia went into the other bedroom to spend the night with Liya and Gracey. Rhee, Heather, and I snuggled up tightly with each other, whispering our love for each other, content with the togetherness in bed.September 2, 2017Dear Ms. Diary,. Tiniski, the hypno-psychologist, who was busy examining the trainees in the room and updating her journal."Day 143. All subjects continue to do well, remaining deep in trance and at the edge of orgasm." Dr. Tiniski rubbed her thighs together at that word. The white lab coat -- her only garment besides her own leather collar and brand -- seemed to feel warmer than usual. She looked up at the kneeling slaves, arranged in six rows of six slaves each. "The minimal cereal and fruit diet has proven. Was she so dumb that she couldn’t have worked that out? No, she had been chasing a dream, hadn’t she? Grant thought he was screwing a call girl. A very proficient one, which she could be taking as a compliment.Sienna also recalled that a long-forgotten fantasy had been about being a call girl allowing herself to be taken by any man who appeared beyond an open hotel room door. The evening events had fallen exactly into that pattern. But her dream had not indicated what was to come.Sienna.