Yer goin' to be my cunt now, and I'm goin' to fuck yew up until yew forget yore 'yuman!" Were the awful words to which I awoke.Powerful hands were str...pping me, efficiently removing my rough prison dress, my bra, my wee-sodden knickers. It was midsummer; it always seemed to be summer when my life went crazy. The cell was like an oven, and I dumbly, dazedly thought for a second that it felt good to be naked. But the woman who owned this space was crowding me, overpowering me until I found myself. I didn't even consider the Halloween Ball in the fall of my final year. It would have brought back too many painful memories and I wasn't ready to deal with that. I tried using the less than ordinary destinations with the girls I did date, but it wasn't the same. Few of them had the same interests, and some mentioned that this wasn't what they wanted to do. I usually apologized and took them home before I disappointed them.Christmas came and went and I was now in the home stretch of my college. She heard him moan "yes". She took her dress off wearing only a push up bra and a skimpy thong. She put her finger deeper in his ass and fucked him more as he again moaned "Yes". He was quite turned on. She rubbed the precum off the slit of the head of his cock and wiped across his lips then she licked his lips. She next took off her bra and rubbed a nipple across his lips then shoved it in his mouth. As he sucked she fingered his ass more. This time she took his precum and rubbed it on her. It all depended on the structures and bandwidths involved, such as memorization being so greatly improved by the Divide and Conquer tactic, as already mentioned. Creativity was another area we got better at because my minds could give each other ideas.We sought ways of improving on whatever our limits were. One thing I have long been aware of is that we tend to consciously think at the same speed at which we talk. I have always thought that was very ineffective, and even stupid. Talking, being.