The two boys that I hung around the most were both a year younger at seventeen. I was stronger and bigger physically than either of them and sort of t...e leader of our group. We would do what any normal kids did; played games, teased the local girls and looked at porn every opportunity we got. You know back then it was all about Hustler, High Society and Penthouse.I lived on one end of the block, Jeff lived on the other end of the block and Steve lived right in the middle, so most of the time we. We had our little overnight bag packed, having accepted their offer to spend the night, and needing the bag anyway for my little collection of flimsies. Tad had even bought me a new "outfit" for purposes of the preliminary photographic session. It was an impossibly abbreviated shorty nightgown, all white, and so sheer that it might as well have been made out of cellophane.The truth was, I really didn't much like it, but I wasn't going to say anything like that to Tad. What the hell? If I was. Have the subject sit in a very comfortable chair. In my stories I use a number of techniques that involve standing. Those methods work, but they are not for the novice. Establish that the subject is comfortable. The subject should be wearing loose clothing (or no clothing - in a warm room) to increase comfort. There are several methods that you can use to induce a trance. You are dealing with a willing subject, so they should all work. All of the methods take enormous patience and confidence.. ." Hush up, and put that marvelous thing away before they come back and join us, darling."Back in the library, Aouda gazed at Fogg's tumescence as it hovered mere inches from her moist lips. Clad now only in her stays and stockings, she revealed a broad expanse of curls at the bottom of her dusky belly. Somehow, she found herself highly aroused at the thought of her second lover, Passepartout, being seduced in the very next room. She was not in the least bit jealous, in fact she wished it were.