Envision the number fifty in that spot. Now every time you exhale drop that number by one. Keep thinking about your breathing and the number on your f...rehead."He stayed quiet for quite some time after that. I did as he said and it was all I could do to think about the various aspects of my breathing and keep track of the number I was envisioning on my forehead. Despite my best efforts, stray thoughts began to creep in as my concentration waned. Alek noticed my frustration."Go easy on yourself.". " "No, no... It definitely smells like your pussy!" Kenny insisted. He studied her, seeming to notice for the first time her dishev-eled hair, and the sweatglistening on her skin. "Yeah! You were jacking off, weren't you Aunt Debby?" Debby couldn't make herself speak. Kenny squirmed closer to her, his obviously huge prick bulging obscenely through his pants, his hand touching her bare leg. "Were you thinking about me, Aunt Debby? While you were playing with your pussy? Huh? About fucking me?". ’ ‘Axle, I want your concentration devoted to the problem at hand.’ ‘Aw, you got it, man. Don’t worry on that, but send her back for seconds, please?’ ‘All right, just keep your mind on our business and you’ll have all the cooze you ever want.’ ‘Okay, have you had any luck getting next to someone on the inside of the bank?’ ‘Not yet, but I’m working on it.’ ‘Yeah, you do that, Marty. It’s the easiest way in.’ ‘Axle, you mentioned off-shore accounts. What can you tell me about wire transfers?’. She narrowed her eyes to me, now with her green and baby blue. “What do you want from me?” I gave a slight chuckle, “It is quite simple, I want you, or more specifically, I want you to want you.” She gave me a quizzical look.“If you want to be saved, then I can save you, but if you want to die, then I can leave.” I explained.“But that doesn’t answer my question, what do I have to do?” She pressed further.“Ah, yes. Your end of the bargain. Well, like I said, you have to want you, in a way it’s.