" Harold played along. "So you didn't really know I was watching, until you found the pictures on Monday night?" Uh yeah, that's about right,” Charl...ne fantasized herself saying."I'm puzzled though - after you found the pictures…" Uh huh, and…" Well you had to know then, that I was watching." Right. So I knew. What of it?" Then uh... you're not mad?" What, about you watching?” Charlene smiled as she replied, “No, not so long as my dad and your wife don’t know." Charlene woke with a start. She. Our times together late at night on the phone had resulted in hypnotic conditioning for Laura that I initiated now with my trigger words.“Laura," I said, "listen carefully - Davy Crockett." Immediately, her eyes glazed over as I instructed her further, "Your body is responding, becoming fluid in the sensations as they flow through you. You have been here before; your orgasm is approaching like a tsunami. Can you feel it?" Yes, Sir." Your skin is alive with tingling waves that ripple through. I wanted to climax as we necked, with our tongues touching. I wanted to have my orgasm in a manner that simulated real love making with my stepbrother. This felt far more intimate and emotional than the previous orgasm. While it was very sexy and pleasurable when my stepbrother had penetrated me with his fingers earlier, it was also a bit impersonal. Yes, he had his fingers inside me, but we had not kissed. I had not even seen his penis. I wanted more. I needed more. This time was different. We. Too many kids try to get here on the cheap, figure they can sleep in a park, but then get picked off by the pimps before they know what’s happening. Sometimes, I find them first.”Wendy pulled back her sleeve and showed a sheathed, dagger or perhaps a flat throwing knife. “I had your back, both times.” Her eyes were hard when she continued, “You and Peter Pan aren’t the only ones who use a knife to protect lost kids, but I think I’m a little more subtle.” She giggled and moved over in front of a.