But my conscience wouldn't let me.Now I wanted to find out how far I could push the envelope, while helping Sara have orgasms. For my plan to work she...would have to lose all her inhibitions while in a trance. My compensation would be a wonderful show and the thrill of absolute control."Lisa, we are alone and you are feeling very sexy. I want you to take all of your clothes off."Lisa stood up, looked at me with a loving expression and opened her jeans and stepped out of them. She was wearing. Please don't hurt my mommy, Mister. I'll do anything, and I mean anything." The last was said with a dose of magic suggestion to weave its way into their lust addled minds."And what would you know about 'anything' girl." Said the brown haired one who seemed the leader."Well, I can show you if you let me go," she knew she had the audience now. The hostages where all watching and keeping silent. They didn't know what to expect from this young girl but they knew she was their only hope.With a. Your hand became more insistent on my growing bulge, stroking along my length boldly. Our breathing quickened, and grew more ragged, becoming punctuated with soft little sighs of pleasure as we surrendered to each other. "I want you, John," you murmured. "I want you, too, Nicole," I answered, easing my fingers past the waistband of your panties and searching for your warm wetness. "Tell me again that you want me... that you want my hard manhood..." You reached down and unbuckled my belt, then. Especially with Joyce limping and my having to stand inclass. At lunch. Emil joined us in the cafeteria, and I foundhim, well, interesting. He was the first boy that made me feelwarm and fuzzy inside. And that scared me, because I was notbuilt right for a girl.Joyce met me after school, and since sitting in a bus was not aoption yet, she hobbled home with me. We were quite a sight. Inmy heels I was nearly six-six, and in her tennis shoes she mighthave been five-two. I thought she was cute,.