The phone didn't even ring before a soft male voice answered: "Glad you called, Cassandra." Who ... is this?" You can call me Dr. Smith for now. I'm a...psychologist. Well, in the loosest sense. No psychological organization recognizes me after my many ethics violations. But my research in psychology is quite revolutionary." Did you do something to me?" Well, of course. You were carefully selected. I implanted a device in your brain. It's pretty brilliant, really. I use it to study sexual. He looked me in the eye and said "I've taken your virginity havent I? You dirty slut. I'm going to teach you what it is to be a real whore." With that he turned me around and put his hand over my mouth. With his free hand he shoved me back against the wall and again parted my legs slightly. I was crying so hard now it was almost impossible for me to see. I felt him rubbing the head of his cock up and down along my ass. I started squirming, trying to change his mind, but that wasn't going to. There was a huge risk involved but as I lay in bed with my raging hard on, no risk seemed too large. Angie was making me crazy and I had to know. I decided to spend as much time as necessary outside that day in the hope that Angie and I would "naturally" engage. I would figure out exactly how to seal the deal as the events unfolded. In an effort to be as obvious as possible, I decided that only a pair of swim trunks would be needed. I wanted to hang as freely as possible with the hope Angie. She's pregnant, and starting to grow. As she grows, I want her to feelpretty and feminine. I want this shop to keep her feeling pretty andfeminine. Even when she can't see her toes, I want her to see a pretty,well fitting bra. Can you do that for us, please?" I then grabbed him ina hug. This was so special for me! The lady grinned, and offered, "Well, yes, I can." she led us to the backof the store. She then went back up front and locked the door. She put a"closed early sign in the door. Then.