I reached into her mind then, not to snoop *(who cares about these people, really?)*, but to leave instructions.The girl’s mother was to be locked i... place, unable to move, unable to speak. She could watch her daughter, and only her daughter. Her right hand--she wore her watch on the left, so she’s right handed--was free to touch her erogenous zones, but the left had to remain on the handle of the cart. Once I resumed the flow of time, she would dismiss the upcoming episode as nothing but a. After ten days together we were all very intimate in our conversations. By then I had no qualms in telling them about my blow job skills and how I edge and tease my man and other men while he watches and masturbates. I explained after ten days I was so horny every night and fantasising and dreaming of sexual relief with an audience. Shortly after they told me they had organised a special gift for me as retuning home present. The next night three of them arrived with my gift and asked if they. I needed some help selecting a wine. The only thing I know about wine is that a wine hangover is as bad as it gets. I had planned on getting rid of that phony ID card that I had used when I went to clubs when I was in college. Now I was glad I had held onto it.I went home and got the casserole ready and preheated the oven. I was all ready to put the casserole in the oven when Jon and Laura showed up. I had already uncorked the wine and dug out some wine glasses. I had prepared a tray of. Thinking of you ... would have been like cheating on her husband." So, because you thought of me while you used it, you ended up getting hit by a car." Right. And after that, I knew I had a fantasy man, but not who it was. Then, one time, while I was using it, I remembered your face. I didn't know who you were, just that you were my fantasy man. But by then, I didn't feel bad about having a fantasy man. See how complicated it was?" And then I showed up, like a bad penny, and started hitting on.