Look, I wasn’t even getting anything out of it, except for knowing that I was making her happy. You see, I’ve been fooling around with ESP experim...nts most of my life. Card-guessing, that sort of thing. No, this has nothing to do with any sort of cult. I never studied it formally, I’ve read enough to see how little real substance there is to most of the studies, that the experimenters keep getting in the way… But that’s beside the point. A lot of the stuff about telepathy, mind-reading, gets. “A-a-and who have you found?”Jerry explained about the soldier she had met a couple of months ago whilst out with her work colleagues one night at a leaving do. He had been there at the disco as well and they had danced. He had held her close; squeezed her bottom and pressed himself tightly against her. He made his intentions known to her and had impressed her with his size.He had asked her out on a date but she had declined even though she quite fancied him. Then a couple of weeks ago they had. ”Julia agreed.“Does John prefer silk to cotton?”Julia shrugged. She just didn’t know how to answer her.“I bet he’s like most men,” Annette said. “Likes the look of it on you but can’t wait to get you out of it.”She laughed. “Yes, that’s true.”“I’m sure that you’ll look very nice in these.”Once again Julia was stumped by her comment and just smiled.“I apologise for Charles’s behaviour this morning; I have warned him about sending pictures,” she told her as she put her bag down. “One day he’ll do. ‘I, uh, well, no I-‘ ‘I’m just kidding. You’re my fake boyfriend, which means you get to look at them all you want. It’s a business perk.’ She laughed. My god, her boobs were way bigger than Rachel’s. There was no competition. Hitomi oozed sexuality, while Rachel was flat as a board. I wanted to dive head first in there and kiss them. I couldn’t believe this girl was letting me do all of this. I had to resist, I was not single, and I was a good guy. I had to be responsible. Hitomi rubbed her.