We jumped back to our hotel room with no passage of time as far as that time line was concerned. We celebrated our return as men and women have always...celebrated things, and I introduced Ann to cunnilingus, now that she no longer had the pussy hair to get in the way. She also started learning fellatio, but I was in no great hurry for that since I would not have a monthly fucking hiatus to put up with.The next morning I introduced Ann to the Mexican restaurant I had become so fond of. She was as. " Don't beat yourself up. That is one reason they gave you the drug. You didn't respond like you thought you should, which was solely due to the drug. It was done to undermine your self-esteem. Destroying your self-confidence and self-worth would make it easier for the kidnappers to condition you for the future they planned for you." I not sure I understand." I think my friends and I have experienced something similar to what they planned for all of you. Do you know why the two women sobbed and. Ben had been out to the house before, helping out and Meg knew Matt from the team. William coached the local college football team and he was forever having players over to the house. “Hi Meg,” said Ben. He stepped towards her and swept her up in a tight hug. Meg giggled and said “You two are gonna work your asses off.” Ben set her down and she turned and walked back towards the house. “I don’t get it man,” said Matt nudging Ben, “How did Coach land her again? He’s gotta be… what… twenty years. “Plus, I feel like I’ve been beaten with clubs and none of my scars have spontaneously healed. I think I’m in the clear.”“I could never forgive myself if I put you through that,” she sighed, her lower lip trembling.“Finish your story,” he said, trying to keep her mind off it. She nodded and took a moment to compose herself before continuing.“The first time I turned, I ... hurt some people. You’re not conscious when it happens, it’s like you fall asleep and someone else takes control of your.