I know its not the same,’ she tries to put emotion in her voice but it doesn’t work. It is too forced. Then she makes efforts to touch me. I don�...t want that. She sees this and stops herself. It is at times like this that she doesn’t know what to say. Even mind reading doesn’t help. She isn’t used to my sensitivity and never will be. At last she says, ‘I do try.’ Her words are mistimed. They make me feel even more awkward. Judging when to say things is an instinct she doesn’t possess. ‘Shall I. I have a condom in my purse.”What the... “Hey, Josh. It’s me. I was waiting for a taxi when your friends, Steve and Tim, happen to drive by. Say ‘Hi’, guys.’‘Hey, Josh!’ It was Steve.‘Dude, your mom’s wasted.’ That was Tim.‘They’re kidding, Josh. I’m perfectly fine. I should be home soon.Love you.Bye.’”It was a video.“What are you doing?” It was his friend, Steve’s voice.The shot opened with his mom looking at the camera. Her eyes were glassy, and she was clearly drunk, and naked, and bouncing. I went to the twins. ‘Your trance is going deeper and deeper. You are now under my complete control. You will do everything I tell you and it will make you feel very good.’ I could do this with an eighteen year old. They are very suggestible. I wouldn’t try it on an older person without a great deal more conditioning. The result is the same, it just takes more time and a’work around.’ I woke them all and we went into the den. ‘Felicia, how are you feeling?’ ‘Fine, Mike why do you ask?’ ‘Just. You collapse there on the bed on top of me bathed in sweat yet again from your orgasmic tremors. You lay there panting, not saying a word, but its not for a want of trying. You just can't for the moment. You lean you head against my shoulder grasping our still naked bodies together. You look up into my eyes and breathlessly you whisper, “Fuck me, fuck me hard, do it now!” I slide you onto your back. You open your waiting legs, which are still lightly shaking from your previous orgasms. I place.