“I,m sorry, Joe, but I will NOT confirm your position, but am dismissing you as of now!” I was shattered, but struggled to keep my composure. “M...y I please ask why?” I asked.”My father is an American airman that got my mother pregnant then buggered off back to Ohio where he already had a wife and c***d. I,ve hated Yankees ever since! It,s nothing personal, but you,re an American!” He explained. “How vacant you say it,s Nothing Personal?” I queried. “It,s Everything Personal! I,m no relation. ”“What do you mean?” I asked. “You’ve given Rachel too much leeway, too much preparation,” Freud said, “I think the fourth trial needs to be unexpected.”“Like, a rape situation?” I asked. “Exactly,” Freud said, “Rachel is starting to think these trials are a game; you need to rip that perception from her to get a truly genuine reaction from her.”“Interesting…” I said as I pondered the suggestion, “the only problem is, God will be there too, and if God is there, Rachel will still feel that she. Being eaten out by a woman was a routine, almost mundane pleasure to her, so the singular novelty of having a man giving the business to her clit was a new and unusual pleasure that mentally took getting used to before she could completely relax. I was also glad that I had shaved earlier today, to reduce the whisker stubble.I had been lying nearly crossway across the huge king-sized bed, my cock visible out from under the covers, which had all by now mostly been thrown aside, off of the bed,. We began at her house in her bedroom. Her parents were away for a couple of days at some concert or other. We had the place to ourselves. I asked her about condoms and she said not to bother, she was on the pill and she was sure I was clean. She told me that whenever possible, women much preferred natural feeling sex, but that didn't mean they didn't want protection."We're going to get undressed now," she told me. "I want you to do that for me, then we'll get you ready too."By the time I'd got.