"She hasn't been thinking about losing her virginity or sleeping with a boy. She's been thinking about giving her virginity to you and having this coc... deep inside her pulsing away as she cries in ecstasy. She never had to figure out who it was going to be. It's always been you. This night is about her." Shit. That does put the pressure on. If I don't get up she'll be disappointed and think I don't love her." You're thinking about you again. Your performance. The thing to figure out is how to. S——fumed and raved like a frustrated celibate about how I’m such a“bubble-headed bimbo”, and so on.I immediately began to put my plan into action. I suddenly stood upand put my hands on my hips. “Dr. S——,” I said firmly, staring herin the eyes. She looked away, and I added firmly, “Would you look atme!”My sudden forcefulness took her by surprise and she stopped inmid-sentence, gaping at me.“That’s better,” I. She let me rub her nipples for a couple minutes and then laughingly pushed me out the door and told me to go home. I walked back home happy to just have seen her tits and I let it go at that. It was just over a year later when the next episode took place. We had been out to a bar with my wife, Melissa, and a couple of their friends. I was the DD that night. When we started home my wife promptly passed out in the back seat. Upon arriving at Mel's house I had to help her inside as she was too. Both of you report to Magda Oldfield who will allocate you temporary quarters here in the Club. You and Zelda are invited to dinner with Irma and me tonight. You have until seven to clean up and get out of that ridiculous dress."Hack turned and started toward the door."Oh," said Adolf. "Before I fully welcome you to the team, I will expect a demonstration of your commitment." What sort of demonstration?" said Hack."We are, as you have so accurately observed, a criminal organization. I want to.