.. Down there?" Yes, of course, you can hardly do it without touching!" I know, but... but with another girl? Isn't that being a bit, you know, Gay?" ...o silly, we were both straight. Just scratching an itch for each other. You know, girls watching out for each other, that sort of thing."I had stopped masturbating while I mulled over this latest piece of information. I'm no prude, I like sex as much as anyone, but the thought of homosexual behaviour by either sex I considered wrong. Well, I'm. " Again Anna stopped him. "Don't try to talk. I know youwant to know what happened, and I will explain." Just nod if youunderstand. Once again Donald nodded."Ok, if I go too fast, or you don't understand, just shake your head,okay?"Again Donald nodded."Perfect. Okay, this all actually started a little over two years ago.I wanted to do something really special for our fifth wedding anniversarybut was at a total loss. I then had an inspiration, I would see if Icould get you to tell me what. To put it mildly, I was born with some very unusual skills. Some would call it mind control, but it started off in a much more subtle way: if I wanted you to do something, you'd want to do it as well. Over the years I've extended and refined my skills. It started with people, gradually expanded to objects, then time would slow down, and eventually whole dimensions would be created for my fantasies to come true.Phishing: Not consciously selecting a fantasy but letting your subconscious choose. “License, registration and CAP card,please.”“We haven’t done anything!” Mona erupted. She’d had abit, and she had her own very serious worries aboutanything that might separate us.“Shush!” I snapped. Bonnie took the sting out of it bymurmuring, “If there is a problem, you’ll only make itworse,” while rubbing Mona’s shoulders.“Have you been drinking this evening, Mr., ah,Connors?” the cop asked. Mona moaned, but.