I guess I was not very good at reading females but that wasn’t stopping me from doing my best to sample a variety of the creatures to stroke my male...ego.I poked the eager Martha once again before we left the happy little spot by the river and this time I did it from the rear right over a fallen tree with a huge trunk that forced her ass cheeks up wide open for my tickling action in the back of her vagina. I was so excited by her whimpers of pleasure that I forgot to pull out and flooded her. When I was suddenly thrown into another pool. There was a problem, I could not swim. I tried again abe to get out of the pool, r that did not work. Finally, 2 lifeguard came, jumped into the water and rescued me. But I was not responsive.The lifeguards took me out of the water, laid me on the stretcher and took me into a locked room. They are civil servants me until I was again accessible. They fixed me while I peed my pants. They pulled me out of my swimming gear and pulled me in a diaper.. Would you like that?" I don't know." I was trembling like a leaf, and my voice betrayed my deeply sensitive reaction."Shall we progress the idea then?" If... if you want to" I choked out."Excellent, we have two hours left today; that should prove all that I want to know".She told me to go and lock the door. With my body tingling all over, I did as she instructed. My mouth was dry, but my body was melting in a strangely gratifying reaction to her.In the room we had a high stool, a chair and a. What's your quantitative background?" Pretty broad, although on Wall Street, I specialized in time series analysis coupled with nonlinear programming. My undergraduate major at MIT was mathematical biology, and I had an assistantship in population statistics. Yes, I did get an MBA from Wharton, but it was much more operations research than financial." Operations research? Are you using the classic definition?" asked Terry."Yes. I've been a military history buff, and I've been a member of MORS -.