This is actually a true story that has happened to me.A little background before we start the story. Let me tell you about my wife, Shilpa. She is 30 ...ears old, very fair with awesome structure. Her elder sister, Devki is married and is 32 years old. Devki’s husband had severe health problems in recent times and he was getting well recently. He used to work in Mumbai and my in-laws lived in Bangalore. Everyone who sees them together always say they almost look the same. Devki’s husband always. He has that chiseled face and tough-guy look. At that same time, he strikes me as an all-American, boy-next-door type. I wonder where he’s headed in his fancy business suit on a Friday morning. Sitting next to him, I feel underdressed in my black yoga pants and small grey hoodie. I still look cute, though, and that’s all that matters. We chatted for a few minutes when we boarded the plane and I thought I detected a little flirtation when he commented on my smile and asked how my morning was. I dumped the beer back into the recycler. It would probably be better if I quit drinking altogether, and with how bad the beer tasted, it would be easier to quit before I got used to it.I couldn't focus, so I went into the 'office', the room set up with a sleep trainer, a desk and a computer terminal. The AI set up the sleep training course for me, and I lay down in the tube. Two hours later, I was wrung out, exhausted, but I had a host of new information at my mental fingertips. The sleep. ”I went over to the dressing table and picked up avibrator, perhaps 7 inches long with an attachment onthe end which rested against the clitoris, and took itto the bed and showed it to her. It was a special toywith a remote control which I worked. “Kay.” Again Ispoke quietly. “You are obviously very agitated andexcited. I am going to put this in you for perhapstwenty minutes to remove some of your agitation. Thenwe will make love. I am going to watch your twentyminutes..