After getting a quick shower, Daddy dressed in his finest suit and off we went. I wrapped a shawl around my bare shoulders to ward off the slight chil... in the air. Daddy had made reservations at the finest restaurant in town, and I must say, we turned some heads when we entered. We had a wonderful meal, and a stimulating conversation. Gone was the shy, self-effacing history professor, and gone, too, was the shy, introverted little girl. My father and I engaged in a witty banter, we laughed and. She had dropped her slippers out of surprise and bent forward to retrieve them, her long hair falling forward and almost blinding her as she silently cursed at herself for being caught off-guard. Why was HE here? And what the heck was she supposed to say and what if HE said something to her?? She retrieved her slippers and hopped around, blushing furiously as she could only imagine what kind of idiot she looked like as she tried to put her sandals back on and keep her balance. As soon as she. When she went to him, he had made an outrageous demand: he'd let Kyle be only if she stripped for him. Jess told herself that she wasn't attracted to Ian (even though she stared at him almost as much as he stared at her, looked deep into his emerald-green eyes, watched him as he ran and lifted weights), and that she was just doing it for Kyle's sake. But then she went beyond dancing when she knelt in front of Ian and rubbed his gargantuan dick. She took him into her small, soft hands and. Seeing that I had dozed off, Jennifer saw her chance. Shereplaced my music tape with one she had prepared in advance.Through my drifting sleep, my subconscious mind heard Jennifer'svoice, presenting me with a set of hypnotic suggestions. "I wantyou to sleep, sleep, sleep," whispered the tape. "When I count to100, you will be in a deep, restful sleep, in which you can hearonly my voice." When she reached 100, Jennifer switched to theinstructions, designed to impose a submissive.