‘I’d like to try to be hypnotized,’ said Linda. ‘Besides, hypnosis can’t make you do what you wouldn’t ordinarily do when not hypnotized.�...� The four women sat on the couch side by side giggling like Japanese school girls while Kevin pulled out the custom story Bostonfictionwriter wrote for him and started reading from it. ‘Keep your eyes on my keys. Focus on the shiny metal and listen to the tingling sound as the keys sway back and forth and back and forth. You’re getting sleepy. You’re getting. I wanted to plum Izzy's fathoms, get to the bottom of her quiet assurance. It was as if Izzy had jettisoned all thoughts of propriety, stood her mind down only to burden her body with the responsibility of consequence.I stood holding her, but a little to one side, as if displaying her proudly, full-frontal for some imaginary glamour shot. My hand flat on her abdomen as I savoured every inch of its steady descent. Two fingers worming while the curl of my palm against the down of her pubes. Then I gotembarrassed with thinking that, and how so not long ago I'd have diedto be standing where I was at right now.I shifted how I was standing so I could see how I looked at differentangles, and then I started thinking that I wished I knew what Samwould think of this. I imagined that she would like it, and that tookmy thoughts to what had happened earlier... Needless to say I gotexcited. I closed my eyes and traced the outline of the bra andimagined that my hands were Sam's. After several. If it's good enough for my asshole, it's good enough for your stomach!"She forced my head down to the floor and made me lick up the puddle of dickwad accumulated there."That's a good boy. Now get your ass back to your computer and beat your meat.....the cameras are waiting. You better keep up your same pathetic habits for our cams or we will become very displeased. Ok?" Yes....I....I'll go there now."I got up and thick globs of spunk dripped from my face. I was mortified beyond words, and was.