. both . . . I would . . . uh . . . like both . . . white meat . . . and . . . dark meat. Please."Jasmine leaned over and gave Scott a good gander at ...er voluptuous melons. We had mutually agreed not to wear underwear. "It's hot in here," she purred. "Scotty, aren't you going to say grace?" I inquired."I already prayed silently," he responded. "I didn't think you two were into praying." We like to prey on men, Scotty," Jasmine said demurely. "Especially ones like you. I bet you jerk off a lot,. Oooh.I pulled my mind out of that track, picked my head up a bit, and kissed Rhee’s right shoulder. I leaned over a bit farther, then pushed aside her hair so that I could see her face. At that, she started rousing. Her eyes did not open, but a smile grew across her mouth.“G’morning,” she said, and reached up to hold my right hand, which had been on the upper part of her right arm.Right then, the alarm went off. Because Rhee can be a sound sleeper, her alarm is not within reach of her supine. Lucie’s agent Erik had flown back to Prague, Lucie’s home town where he would be working with another one of his actresses.On the drive to the sailboat where my wife Wendi and I lived, Lucie, known to the porn world as “Busty Buffy,” had explained to us that she still had time on her visa. Her university classes in Prague didn’t start until after that and she wanted to spend her remaining time with Luke and us. We’d met Lucie and her agent on a previous cruise with us on their way to a video. I was scanning through a well-hidden hypnosis and mind control fetish forum on the internet. One of my favorite members had recently written several hot first-person short stories about a very special “smart” exercise bike. The bike in the stories had the ability to bypass the consciousness of its female riders. It allowed the gym employee to insert ideas into their heads, much to his enjoyment. The author, AnonMC1151, claimed these were “true” stories. That’s not an unusual claim on these.