“Heads,” they said together.Terry put the nickel back in the box and took a deep breath. “Mrs. Griffin,” he said. “I’m Jack Grant. I want ...irls all the time this year. They never invite me back. What can I do to make them want me as much?”Faith figured that Terry didn’t want Jack to get instruction about candy and flowers. “Well, Jack, girls can enjoy sex as much as boys do’ them just take longer to get ready. Why don’t you try to get me ready? Let’s start with a kiss.”Jack’s kiss was really. You can see everything right there." I've never done this in front of an audience," Mike said bemusedly."Hey, we could've been 'caught' in right field the other day. And that didn't seem to affect your performance any." True." Amber, if you're going to watch," I told her, "you have to understand a few things. It's scary to watch at first. I make a lot of noise that might sound like I'm being hurt. I'm not." And it might look like I am hurting her," Mike interjected. "I'm not. Well, I'm still. Alima was the one unfortunate enough to be selected. She was lying quietly sleeping when he grabbed her by the hair and threw her face down on to the ever-present whipping bench."Wha ... what's the matter?" said the twenty-two year old, sleepily.Hiss ... CRACK!Her sleepiness vanished as a riding crop came down across the top of her arse-cheeks with a cruelty that she had not felt for some time. She stifled a sob and lay still. If she had done something to deserve this, she wondered what it. There wasn’t a woman that he could get naked. There wasn’t a woman that he couldn’t plant an erotic suggestion in her mind for her to have sex with him. Now with an unfair advantage, no match for his good looks and his magical hypnotic powers, before they could even realize what was happening to them, within seconds, they were hypnotized. With just his words and with just his focused stare, he could put any woman in a spell and under his hypnotic power. Then, once he tapped into her.