The longer you hear me speak, the more relaxed and sleepy you become …”“More relaxed and sleepy …” He agreed.She had to stifle back a yawn. ...his is working so well, she thought. I’m almost falling asleep myself. She blinked and tried to keep her own eyes open.“Just lying and listening, feeling so soft and sleepy … softer and sleepier …. the longer you listen, the more tired and sleepy you become …”“So sleepy … so soft …” His voice was no more than a comforting whisper.“So – so soft … so sleepy. Krista was very pretty, she has short blondehair, large pointed breasts that don't sag a bit,and a sexy tush. She had been the object of myfantasies for some time, and I had even managed topeep through her windows one time to see her as shestepped out of the shower and walked around herroom in the nude. We were sitting about 10 feet apart onseperate couches facing each other, and I thoughCarson was boring so I picked up the romote controland started scanning the channels. When I stoppedon HBO. “Okay! I want a honeymoon! Anybody else feel the same way?” I offered.Eight women volunteer. “Montserrat? Angel? You didn’t get married!”Only because I failed to ask them for their hands, I’m sorrowfully told.“Well, how about I fuck the bridesmaids right along with my new Mothers-in-laws and my pregnant brides? Anybody object to fuckall?” The ayes have it.Moving beds from the cells to the parlor, and pushing them together into a romper room bed, we found space in bed for the eight women to be. " I told her softly. "Tonight is for you, I want to make you feel good. What do you like?" Anything," she replied. Her voice shook."Oh come on Bev," I said, still keeping my voice low. "There must be something that excites you more than anything in the world. I can be anything you want, gentle, very gentle, rough, or very rough. We can spend a long time on foreplay or no time at all. It's up to you."She looked up at me with an odd look in her eyes. "Do you mean that?" she asked. I nodded..