Very softly, just caressing your lips with mine, and touch very lightly your tongue. Your hand caress my neck sweetly, my hands wander in your back. T...en my tongue gets a little more adventurous, yours seem to defend his territory. They begin a sensual fight with one another. You breathe stronger. My hands are rubbing your but, pressing your hips against mine. You take one of them and put it on your chest. I like to touch your big breasts, i can't get enough of it. We really are excited now.. " You muse aloud. Your father's junior partner and friend of the family 'Uncle' Robert Travers is the last person you'd expect to be connect to this lot of balderdash, but just to set your own mind at ease, you confront him that night at dinner."Hey Uncle Robert, I got this letter from a college I never applied to. Said I was accepted and that you recommended me." Not ringin any bells cutie." Says I could learn various forms of 'mental domination' and the dean is named N. A. Trance. I've got it. As we ate I could see she was thinking. "A penny for your thoughts," I commented."Oh, I'm just thinking how happy you've made me and how I don't want this weekend to end. We don't have to go home today, do we?" Not if you don't want to," I replied, "but we'd better let our parents know we're staying. We both sent telepathic messages to our folks letting them know we were OK, that the ritual couldn't have gone better and that we were staying for another day. I was surprised—no, astonished—when I. "I do!" she replied."Do you want to join us for dinner?" Alice asked her.I was a bit surprised by Alice's invitation, expecting that she might prefer alone time, but who was I to complain? Alice seemed really taken with Mala and it was pretty relaxing to just hang out and let the girls do most of the talking. They came off like old friends after only a few hours."Yes, thanks! I've got just the place," Mala assured us.I can't lie: the impending dinner for three, not to mention the fact that we.