-- "Remember Annette Neumeyer? She couldn't arouse Mark when she threw herself at him." The Annette Story was widely known - probably there wasn't any...ne in school that didn't know it; plus most of Corvallis and the surrounding area knew too thanks to the many newspaper articles - so the girls all indicated to Julia that they remembered. "I could send him off to a picnic with any one of you, or with all of you, and I wouldn't even think about his misbehaving. I trust Mark TOTALLY. You could. He smiled and said "So you are a sexual being. Good. But next time, I want you to ask for permission to cum. Control, remember?"Mortified, all Sarah could do was say "Yes, sir."Stone was pleased with this event. Sarah was becoming very well trained. His pussy lip petting had had two purposes; one was to get her used to be handled like a pet; the other was to get her to orgasm at his touch. He'd deliberately been bumping her clit every few strokes. He'd keep this up for a few weeks to establish. That feeling of her hand on my inner thigh was electric, I could feel cold chills running down my legs, and my... well I felt tingly and increasingly moist... Thoughts were spinning through my mind: 'Damn it girl, relax; stop thinking; its Yoga ; stop imagining; Oh hell;Lowering my leg her hands were now massaging my lower back, my chest and then my shoulders and it was now that I was slowly becoming aware of another meaning in her touch.Stroking my back I felt her weight move across me, her. They were in the inner pocket of my insulated jacket, always pressing up against my ribcage as if they wanted to count how many bones I had too.The first intake felt so good that it made me dizzy. Nicotine was such a heartless bitch, taking over my body and making me miss it, making me crave it until my hands shook, but we were using each other, nicotine and I. We each took something from the other, like it was some kind of fucked up 21st-century symbiotic relationship.I leaned back against the.