"Careful!" I groaned. Jennifer's eager hand had pressed between the folds of my sex a bit too hard."Sorry," she snickered.I kept my eyes on The Stack ...as the 7th grader inexpertly fingered my twat. Everybody at the table had their eyes on me and Jennifer again but mine were fixed on the poor, terrified looking girl facing The Stack's wrath across the cafeteria. How did I know her?"Oh!" I groaned, a sound of pleasure and realization. Jennifer, the 7th grader, had just plunged a finger inside my. George could not keep his eyes off my cunt or my boobs. I was making small talk as I tried to figure out if I should fuck this k**. I told George that I should get dressed and not tease him any longer. George smiled real big and stated that he was good looking at me all day if that was okay with me. I smiled real big and told him good because I liked being naked. George went about picking up around the suite as I decided to get on my hands and knees and pretend tolook under the bed for my suit.. “Hypno–slave induction for women.” She shook her head at Cynthia. “No, I mean Brenda remembers almost all of it. And she doesn’t remember any codewords or, what are they called?”Brenda tapped the tip of her small upturned nose, her blue eyes smiling at Cynthia’s predicament. “Triggers.”She hadn’t actually known the word before the video, but she knew now, and she knew they were in there. She just didn't know which ones were there, and she didn't care. She wanted them there.“Triggers,” Katie. For another, there were only so many times in a day I could do it.The alternative, I hated to admit, was worse. It was that I had no idea what to do if I wasn't watching and waiting for some girl to take her clothes off. Pathetic? Ya think? Why, yes. I made a promise to myself that when I told this story I wasn't going to varnish the stupid parts or, I admit it, the pathetic parts, so I won't. It took me a long time to realize that girls were interested in a guy who did things, who had.