I woke on Friday with Jill straddling my rose hip, my hammer deep inside her. She worked her hips in a decelerate prolate motion, a dreamy feel on her face. She stopped for a moment as her solid body shuddered.

"That 's three,"she announced as she climbed off me,"and I 'll bet you need into the bath."

She was right. As I came out, she was dressing. I dug out dress and dressed. She had disappeared down the hall. I followed, finding her in the kitchen digging for breakfast hooey while the deep brown pot gurgled and hissed.

Over minute cup of coffee, Jill told me a lot about how fair sex feel and and what they want. I realized just how shallow my understanding had been. We took our burnt umber out to the shed. With her advice, we reworked the routines I 'd developed, we changed them to rage up to the full sensation, rather than total on all at once. They needed examination and after some thoughtful considerateness, Jill agreed to be my test subject.

"OK, first test,"I said,"Sleep and wake."

She yawned hugely, composed herself, and was asleep. A few seconds later, her eyes reopened as she stretched.

"Perfect,"she said,"I felt sleepy and had a lilliputian clip to settle in and the waking was much gentler."

"second test,"I said,"Jabberwocky."

"Hmm,"she mussed, when she came out of it with a complete knowledge of C++,"does n't seem to make much difference."

"I did n't recollect it would,"I said,"I recall it was a lot like day dreaming when I used it on myself, not asleep, but just disinterested in what might be going on around me."

"You 're rightfulness,"she said,"that 's a near description of how I felt too."

third gear test,"I announced,"coming. We need to think up a better name. cook"

"Hit me,"she said,"Aaaahh ! AAAaaahhh ! AAAAAAaIIIEEEE ! !"

Jill was panting, recovering from her induced orgasm.

"Nice crescendo effect,"I observed.

"Much better,"she panted out,"I knew it was coming, no pun intended, and was ready for it. A little longer 'ramp'might be good, but it 's much right than end night."

"Can you explain that ?"I asked her.

"Last night, each one hit like a sledge pounding,"she said,"this is more like a strong push."

"We 'll leave it at that for now."I told her.

We talked about former response that we might trigger, such as hunger, thirst, laughter, and crying. I did n't see much material use for any of them at the moment, but made notes anyway. Claudia ran in, grabbed some things from her desk and ran out yelling 'appointments'. Jill and I looked at each former and break into laughter. Conner and Lisa sauntered in got coffee for themselves and found seats.

I explained, briefly what we 'd been doing. Lisa thought the change were a good mind, Jill enthusiastically agreed. Conner thought a toned down interpretation of the 'afterglow'might be useful if we started using outsiders as scan or test subjects. I made a note of that too.

Soon, Conner and Lisa were deep into creating longer little movies with better backcloth and other core. Jill, with a little coaching, was running bits of the CAT scan on herself, making notes. I worked on a less noticeable headset and the pad interface for portable use, as well as a better graphical interface for the tablet.

The telephone rang, Jill being closest at the mo answered it, made legal brief input and let out a happy squeal. She handed the phone to me. It was Jennifer. Her female parent had agreed to the transport ! voice of the reason was the 'friend'she could delay with at a rip lower than what the dormitory cost. She would be fix to go after her last year next Friday. I shared the news and everyone thought it was great.

Claudia breezed in, waving a slip of paper.

"I did it !"she crowed,"I sold one of your game !"

"What ?"said Conner,"Witch one ?"

"That thing with the dragons and flying sailing ships."Claudia said, presenting the newspaper, a impediment, to Conner.

Conner 's eyes opened wide."You sold Skyworld for a hundred thousand dog pound ?"

"They were looking for something in the writing style to go against a competitor, and they liked your graphics."Claudia explained,"I had to sell the full-of-the-moon rights to them, so they can draw change without asking you, but there is a small royal house involved."

"Royalty ?"said Conner in a daze.

When sales, after their production and marketing costs exceed the one hundred K,"Claudia said,"you will get some minor sum for every copy sold. I have a contract bridge for you to sign that I 'll take back on Mon, and I 'll require a twain more transcript of the game."

"We need to celebrate !"I said,"What 's your favorite restaurant, Conner ?"

"We need to John Cash that check first,"said Claudia,"or put it in the money box. Does Richard Horatio Edgar Wallace and charge even have a money box accounting ?"

"We will by Monday high noon,"said Conner

"I can cover dinner,"I said,"the company can pay me back."

We all piled into the soil bird of passage for an early dinner. Our jubilation closed the eatery, closed the topical anesthetic pub, and eliminated every drop cloth of beer in the house. We, or I at to the lowest degree, learned a valuable lesson ; falling down rummy and sex do not mix well. I also found out about hangovers.

I had made my way to the kitchen to sit at the mesa, holding my headspring when Jill breezed in, I was wondering if I wanted to survive. She set a grocery store sack on the retort and grew a ice of H2O then sprinkled a midget amount of SALT into the glass.

"beverage this,"she said brightly,"it will help."

I took the field glass and gulped it down. Seconds later my tummy told me that I should n't feature done that. I barely made it to the sink.

Jill wiped my face with a cool, wet washcloth. She gave me another glass of water system instructing me to rinse and sprinkle. She guided me to a professorship at the kitchen board and placed a minuscule meth of some odd looking juice and a slice of dry toast before me

"Take small sting of the pledge, and only as much of the succus as you need to get it down,"she instructed,"do n't care, you wont be unhinged again.

I glared at her, as she sat there, humming a merry tune through her promising grinning, reading the forenoon paper. She made little shoving motility toward the toast and juice. I nibbled off a tiny sting of pledge and took an equally diminutive sip of the succus, waiting for breadbasket to prove her wrong. I 'd wipe out about half of the slice of toast when she lay a pair of Aspirin on the table and refilled the juice glass. I grunted my thanks.

"One at a metre,"she said,"and finish the toast before you take the secondment one."

I got the first of all one down, and returned to nibbling at the pledge. I was vaguely cognizant that she had started coffee tree brewing and put clams in the toaster. I finished the goner and gulped down the second base tablet. I was looking around for the juice bottle when I realized I was hungry. Jill handed me a second gash of toast, and refilled the gass.

"testicle will be ready soon,"she said,"beginning to feel better ?"

"Yeah, my head does n't feel like it will fall off,"I replied,"and I think I 'm past being afraid I 'll last part. helping hand me the butter."

"No butter,"she said,"but here 's a pot of jam."

"What happened stopping point night ?"I asked,"The last thing I remember is walking into The Battered Boar."

"Here are your eggs."she said, placing a small home plate of scrambled eggs on the tabular array,"offset clock time getting really drunk ?"

"Yeah,"I answered,"I ca n't recall ever having Thomas More than one humble glass of beer or wine with a meal. And, speaking of repast, can I take in some more eggs ?"

"Wait an hour or two,"she said,"then we 'll see how you 're doing."

"Okay, you 're the Doctor,"I agreed,"Do I smell coffee tree ?"

"Me ? The physician ?"she said grinning,"Do you see a blue box around here ?"

I grinned back, as she served me half of a cup of umber, cautioning me to sip it slowly.

Conner and Lisa burst through the front door in high spirits

"So,"called out Conner,"he 's going to live ?"

"Seems so."answered Jill.

"You were something else final stage night."said Lisa.

"Oh, God,"what did I do ?"I asked, feeling the headache coming back.

"Let 's see,"said Conner,"Claimed, loudly, that you could make any girl beg for mercy, that you could teach anybody anything, and challenged everyone to recount Jabberwocky. .."

"Do n't forget the table dancing."Lisa added

"Oh, God."I repeated."There must be a monastery, somewhere far away, where I can hide."

"Based on the crowd 's chemical reaction,"said Jill,"you have a promising vocation in comedy."

We all went out to the shed. I still was n't at my best, but getting some work done seemed a better choice than moping around the theatre alone. Conner and Lisa were soon deep into the creative summons of game design. I was working at synthesizing bit to create specific esthesis. Using a modified, 32 channel sound mixer, I could select a specific location and apply a made-to-order stimulus. Jill was my subject for this, reporting location and quality in a running comment. I had the computer record both the mise en scene and audio to avail with time to come experiment. Jill had been disgustingly cheerful all morning, and that irritated me. I set out to recreate the tone of my hangover, to get 'even'with her. I programmed a dull headache, minor nausea, fidgety middle, and a general low grade heftiness painfulness. I was double checking the settings, making sure the loudness was low, when Claudia walked in, even cheerier than the rest of them had been. I Jerked around to glower at her and a pile of reference books, loose papers, and notebooks cascaded across the dining table, scrambling my thrifty mount. With a sigh, I started to clean up the deal, asking Jill to help to straighten up the avalanche of papers and matter, muttering about the need to keep affair neat. She stepped up to my bench and started stacking papers and playscript into dandy piles. I noticed her effort seemed mechanical and slopped. I glanced up, her aspect was dummy, showing none of her common animation. I grabbed her wrist joint, she kept on straining one handed.

"Jill, stop."I said trying to keep the fear out of my voice.

She dropped her hands to her sides, standing there without moving.

"Jill, are you alright ?"I asked.

"Yes."she said, in a dull, flat monotone.

I told her to sit down. She sat on the level. I told her to stand. She stood back up. I told her to sit in a chair. She stepped to the nighest hollow chair and sat down. By this metre everyone was staring at Jill and I. I forced the electronic computer to save a second transcript of the setting and video. Everyone started talking at once, asking question and demanding resolution

"tranquility, please,"I said, just gaudy enough to get their aid."Let me think."

I quickly reviewed some psychology texts I 'd inadvertently memorized. I Wordlessly signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Jill,"I said,"The next sentence I say 'wake up'you will awake ; refreshed, relaxed, and calm. You will clearly remember everything that happened in the past 60 minutes. Do you translate ?"

"Yes."she said in the same monotone.

"Jill,"I said,"wake up."

"What just happened ?"Jill asked amid a radical exhale of relief

"I think,"I said,"I hypnotized you."

"steer !"she snapped,"I 've tried to be hypnotized many times, it never works on me."

"From what I know,"I said,"there are two critical factors in classic hypnotism, a firm combine in the hypnotist and a point of focus. With this take brain arousal, neither are a factor."

"Am I still hypnotized ? She asked,"how could I tell ?"

"Get me a cup of coffee tree and draw a habituate filter out of the methamphetamine and puzzle out it."I said.

"Eww !"she said,"that 's nasty, and get your own coffee."

"I think it is safe to say you are no longer hypnotized."I said dryly.

We were talking about the potential uses and possible abuse of this later development when I caught a movement out of the corner of my eye, a face peering through a small gap in the mantle. I squelched my contiguous reaction and picked up the tablet from my bench and stepped toward Conner and Lisa.

"clip for another test,"I announced loudly, then sotto representative to Conner,"person is peeking in the window, go out through he service department and try to nab him."then to Lisa,"Announce something really lewd and start a slow landing strip to hold their attention."then loudly again,"Jill, why do n't you help Conner get ready."

"Claudia, apply me a mitt here."I said making a appearance of fitting the headset to Lisa.

Lisa seemed to struggle getting out of her shirt, while I quickly filled in Claudia. Lisa claimed she wanted to try three guys at once, with two of them in her ass. I fumbled with her bra while Claudia played with her breast. We heard a galvanise cry and a bit of thumping against the wall, then Conner and Jill burst through the door, holding a weaselly little eccentric, our Peeping Tom.

"I know this guy,"said Claudia,"He wo n't give me a tumble because he thinks my tits are too small. His figure is Ricky something."

"You do n't dare do anything to me,"he sneered,"I 've seen what you guys do and if I rat you out to the dean, you 'll all get expelled. But if you let me in on the fun, I 'll keep my back talk shut."

"wellspring, Crap."I muttered.

I took the headset from Lisa and fit it over Ricky 's chief and hit the sleep clit. Two seconds later he was sound asleep. It was rightful that if the dean had to take prescribed poster of our well-chosen game, we could very well be expelled on some kind of morals intrusion. On the former hand, that Lapplander official observance could affect the school 's report. We needed to knock off this guy, preferably in a way that was n't too blatantly illegal. Conner wondered aloud if my mesmerism thing might do the trick.

"It 's not some magic heater like you see on the telly or movies."I said,"according to the text, it 's more like quitting cigaret, takes constant quantity repetition and repetition."

"What about the memory thing, Jabberwocky ?"Asked Lisa,"Ca n't you just score out his remembering of spying on us ?"

"I 'm not sure as shooting,"I said,"Think of it like a estimator hard ride. New information is written as a exclusive file, but cancel retentivity are more like a badly fragmented ride, short parts scattered all over the place."

"And you would call for to get all the parts to erase it."Conner concluded.

We kicked theme around for over an hour and decided to try some, more or less, uncomplicated averting therapy. Conner and Lisa generated some movies of giant spiders crawling all over the menage and shed. Jill found some creepy euphony loaded with subsonic frequencies that would produce cryptic anxiety. Claudia still wanted what she called 'revenge sex'. In the end, we brought Ricky up to consciousness under the hypnotism program and Claudia after placing a condom, rode him like a gymnastic horse at the downs while I triggered him to eight coming, leaving him gasping like angle left on the riverbank. Conner took a short picture of Claudia laughing like a maniac and added in more colossus spiders. I played all these into his brain at the gamey power I dared use, making them all into assoil sharp memories that should overshadow his actual retentiveness. I did that about ten time in all.

In the end, it seemed to work. We released him on the sidewalk out figurehead. He took a spirit around and, once he saw the house, he took off running like all the daimon of underworld were after him. Claudia, with Lisa for backup man were waiting two blocks away under a street lamp so Claudia would be clearly seeable. When he got close sufficiency to identify Claudia, he screamed and took off in another direction. We never saw Ricky again, but a few rumors surfaced. He 'd been seen babbling about the fille who had tried to have a go at it him to death and almost succeeded. Another rumor said he 'd left the area for northerly Canada where there were few spiders.

Lisa, claiming that getting her titmouse played with had 'flipped her switch', drug Conner behind the privacy curtains I 'd made. Claudia insisted I do something about the 'bad taste'Ricky had left behind and Jill offered to help.

In the sign, the missy shed there apparel and were quickly hard at it, licking and sucking at each early 's pussies and clits as they lay across the bed. Claudia was on top at the here and now. I applied lube to her snatch and my putz and while Jill backed off to just licking Claudia 's clit, I drove my cock deep into Claudia with one bland cam stroke. I gave her various slash and moved to the other side. Jill rolled them over, to get on top. I slammed my cock into her giving her several arduous stokes. She gasped and growled deep in her throat. book binding to Claudia, I grabbed the lubricator and put a generous quantity on my finger's breadth, working it gently into her ass while I stroked into her cunt. She gasped as well moaning with pleasure at the entitle double penetration. I gave Jill the same treatment, but with two digit and considerably rougher. Jill stopped me when I went to dislodge sides again. She positioned herself, leaning back against the headboard, pulling Claudia into he lap and hooked Claudia 's legs over her own. I did n't need any coaching, seeing the two pussies one above the other. I slammed into Jill, then a little more slowly into Claudia. Jill reached around and began pinching and twisting Claudia 's tiny nipples. With a pant, Claudia held Jill 's manus to a tit and began to violently rub her own clit. I began to thrash into them, one after the other. Their moaning got louder and their breather was coming in huge pant. Their climax came one, quickly after the other, Jill growling deep in her throat, Claudia hissing through clenched teeth. I only managed a few Sir Thomas More strokes before I softened. We untangled ourselves, and stretched out on the bed together catching our breath. Claudia hitched herself up to count more directly into my eyes. I placed a hand on her ass to help.

"Do you want to fuck my ass ?"she asked in a neutral voice not quite asking me to, but not rejecting the idea either.

"I 'd roll in the hay to,"I said,"when you want to and after some careful preparation."

She accepted that, while she wiggled her ass against my palm. After a clock time I heard the Volvo start and drive off. Jill pulled blanket up and we eventually drifted off to sleep. The finis matter I remembered was Claudia giving me a voiced kiss while she said 'thank you'.