Did she prefer men to women? Or was it just an aversion to Cyndi. Kathy countered by asking me if I preferred Cyndi to Carl. Or was it that I preferre... women to men. I said that sometimes I did and sometimes I did not. Kathy then said that she actually fantasized about me being with Cyndi and how the encounter would have played out. Just then, the timer on the dryer sounded and Kathy said, your clothes are ready if you are. I told her that I wanted to know how she fantasized the encounter would. You can thumbprint this same design or logo onto the buttocks of any unclaimed people of either sex who are at least fourteen years of age, until you have sixty-eight more folks besides yourself. You now head a cult of sixty-nine members, the principal organizing unit of our new world order. Would you like to claim anyone on this staff?” Gavin declared, just before leaving his hostess again.“Yes, starting with you, Millicent!” Anna laughed as she reached up under Millicent’s skirt to thumbprint. “Good girl,” he murmured as he stroked his cock. It looked like it was as big as Daddy’s. I whimpered, feeling my pussy drip with my need. I loved big cock. He leaned over me, holding his weight with one hand, using the other to push his cock head against my pussy. “Nice and ready for fucking,” he commented. Slowly, he pushed himself inside of me as I groaned, my walls stretching around him. “Good girl,” he said again, using his now free hand to move my hair out of my face. I moaned, feeling. So Bob had started a program of rewarding Megan for doing the right things. The rewards were that he helped her use her developing body to feel good. In other words, he taught her to have orgasms. And he helped her have them if she did something especially good.It had seemed so simple back then. A little rub here, a little lick there, a little pinch over there, and she was flopping around like a rag doll, feeling good and her good behavior was being reinforced.But she had friends. She went on.