..”“I said shut up. Do as I instruct you,” she bellowedJust then there was a knock at the door.“Yes come in,” the old women said sweetly.Whe...n the door opened an old man who must be in his 80’s rolled in, in a wheelchair.“Ah Mr Shap, how are you? When the frail old man unshaven and grubby noticed Sam his face lit up, he hadn’t seen anyone so sweet in a long time. Sam could smell the stench of piss, drifting from him.The old women looked back to the timid girl toes pointing in looking down at the. It took a few seconds for Mike to look away from Lil's breasts and cleavage.Follow the prism.... Your eyes are getting heavy.... You can feel yourself getting sleepy.... Mike could feel himself getting tired. His eyes were getting heavy. After a short time of watching the prism and listening to Lil's soft voice, he fell into a deep sleep.Now you will forget that you are talking to me as your therapist, but as someone who you need to tell your darkest, deepest fantasies. No matter how kinky or. The door is immediately opened by a woman in her 40’s, in shirt, bra and panties. She's almost 1m70, with a nice body. She asks me to come in, we do the presentations, I pour the wine, we talk a little. She asks me about my past experiences and I tell her about my swing experiences, when I organized gang-bangs for lady friends of mine in Chile, threesomes with couples, an orgy that lasted a whole weekend etc. We started little by little touching each other, slowly exploring her body, and she. "So, Juliet, have you ever wanted to be a guy?" What, Samantha, what are you talking about?" Juliet looked to the sidesquick then leaned in to talk to Samantha and Samantha only. "What womanhasn't? We are always the ones pushed aside for men, I mean what is it,like 75% of all CEOs are men. Of course, there are times where I wish Iwas a guy. Is something going on, why bring this up?" Oh, nothing Juliet, I am just feeling, well, like I should be a guy, itis hard to explain, you know how I called.