She had such pretty hair. Shaking his head, he got back to work. Maths was only two hours away, and in maths, their asshole of a teacher used a seatin... chart. Normally, that would have annoyed John, who always liked to sit with friends, but not this time, because this time it meant he got to sit next to Rachael. Maybe he could find someway to figure out what was going on in her head. Or he could just ask her. . . When he got to maths, he was almost too eager to sit down. Rachael was already in. If I didn't like something, it changed. Do you fly in your dreams? I do, a lot. So naturally I never fall off of tall buildings, down wells, over cliffs, nothing like that. I always see me as myself, not as some heroic figure or anything like that, but in my dreams I have always been the absolute master. Kind of like Keanu Reeves as Neo in 'The Matrix, ' only in a different way. Sometimes I seem to be in 'invisible' mode, where I am an observer. I see myself in different situations and. I don’t remember her showing the feeling of pleasure and after a few minutes she ended that part of the encounter. I played with her tits for probably two minutes. She then asked me to take out my cock so she could see it. My anticipation for pleasure was now putting my fear aside and playing with her tits had an effect on cock. I was wearing jeans with no underwear so it was hard and ready when I pulled it out for her. Before she touched my cock, she told me that she wasn't going to suck it. "Anyway, if you're approved, they send back an email giving you the date and time, and room number of whatever motel or hotel it is they're staying at. Once you get that you just show up." And they're not charging anyone to do this?" I asked once again."Nope! Seriously, the two women just get off on all this, and do it just about every weekend, just for fun. And trust me, when I went it was fun! A little kinky in some ways perhaps, but damn fun!" So tell me what happened and what you did when.