.."The other woman's eyes flicked to Jen Song for a moment. "We'd rather only one person at a time by the bed..." Oh, it's not that..."Jen interjected...quietly, but with authority, "We don't think her father's ... injuries ... were an accident. It is possible that someone was wanting to get to Melissa."The other woman's eyes widened. "Surely..."Jen smiled slightly. "It is my job to be paranoid. If I'm wrong, there's no harm done, but if I'm right, I will not take any risks. So I, or a colleague,. My sex was mine to give or withhold as I saw fit, and not something to be traded for a dinner. I began to formulate a plan for revenge as I wiped my very tender pussy.The very next day I called Carol Hawkins, a friend of mine from school, who worked as a hypno-therapist for Dr. Jo Dinghy and arranged to have lunch with her on Monday. I knew that her work involved hypnosis as it relates to sexual problems. Over lunch, I explain what happened."I would like to help you but I'm not sure what I can. I finally got brave enough to ask about his being a CD he said it was only a recent thing, that he had not been with any men I was the first but he had been playing with the idea since his divorce, that he and his wife had done some Cos Play with him dressing on occasion, mentioning that it had always been a turn on for him. My mind went back to the old neighborhood where I grew up and the things a few adolescent friends and I had done. Jacking each other off, one friend and I had played with. Eat my shit, and then his shit and then...later eat the shit of guys I didn't even know. And he made me do it with dogs.?dale10: Do what with dogs? Shit??Bryce: Everything. He made me suck dog cock and get fucked by dogs and drink dog piss and eat dog shit and....and...crawl around like a dog and eat my food from a dog dish.?(He is crying pretty hard now)?dale10: Bryce, when you cry, you forget to fuck your cunt with the dildo. Please don't forget again, or it will be reflected in your pay..