After all, it was a new semester and anything could happen.The night was loud, fun and soaked with beer. Grover saw a familiarface."Hey! You're, um,...Cheryl, right?" he said to her.Cheryl looked at him for a moment before recognition hit. She met himonce over the summer when he visited for a weekend."Yes, but I'm sorry I forgot your name," she said."Friends call me Grover," he said. "Get you a beer?" No thanks. I'm fine," she said, holding up her fairly full bottle ofBusch."So its funny-. 30 baje uska 2 mis cl aaya main smjha nahin phir uska ek sms aaya ki i like ur sms very much pls call me. Mujhe ajeb lag raha tha ki ek client jisase main mila bhi nahin hun es time bat karna kaisa rahega. Phr thori der sochne ke bad maine use call kiya hum normal bat karte rahe lagbhag 4 baje subah tak humne baat ki ek dusare ke bare main jane. Usane mujhe bataya ki wo kanpur ki rahne wali hain aur job kiye punjab main rahti hai. Wo noth punjab ke ek flat main 3 girls ke sath rahti hai. Ab hum. My Dad stopped. I looked up expecting to see horror on Katie's face, but her eyes were glazed with lust and she was lightly touching her nipples through her silky camisole. I sat up quickly, and started to go out of the room. I could see my Dad's erection through his pants and figured they wanted to be alone. My dad stopped my by grabbing a handful of my hair."I'm not done with you Stephie."I looked at him and then at Katie, and she smiled a mean smile."Make her eat my cunt, Bill." Daddy! No. So after two years she signed a form authorizing him to be treated by the sex surrogate and to no longer be in restraints during his therapy.Six months after that Paul invited her to the lab to witness intercourse between Jenkins and the surrogate, Sherry Wilson. I accompanied her for this demonstration as well. She was satisfied with Jenkins arousal and performance with the surrogate and so she informed him that she considered his sexual deviancy issue resolved but that she felt he needed more.