A third kind of result from the sleep trainer would be where you had the new learning in your brain, but your body still needs to learn to use it. It'...s called muscle memory. Imagine the sleep trainer gave you a song for the piano. You know every note, and you can hum the whole thing. But your fingers still need to learn," and she held her hands outward as though playing the piano, "that this finger needs to go right here to reach the note you need. You've all had lots of examples of muscle. “Well how about now, you enjoying the game any more now?” I asked her and I continued to ream out her insides.“Fuck yes!” she gasped, before continuing. “Best game I’ve ever been to, but you know what would make it even better?” she asked.“What?” I asked as I ground my erection into her moist quim.“Pull my hair,” she demanded, with a fiery passion.Who was I to deny such a request from a lady?I reached up and wrapped a fist up in her long, dark hair. I pulled firmly, and she let her head be. She eventually pulled out a large manila envelope and handed it to him. ‘You can find Professor Austin over there by the exit to the gymnasium. The tall guy with the wire glasses. Looks like he hasn’t been in the sun for years. He’s really nice though,’ she said as she handed him the manila envelope. ‘T-thanks,’ Riley said as he took it and looked over at his Professor. Annabelle was truly disarming. There was just something about her that made him like her instantly. But he pushed that. I did notice that Nikki stayedbehind me in case I tried to bolt.Once we were inside the locker room, it was evident that Jill wasn'tlying. The locker room was large, but it was completely deserted. Jillled us over to some lockers."You will be issued permanent lockers later, but for now you can usethese guest lockers." As she said this, she opened two lockers and Icouldn't help but notice that there was a ladies one piece swimsuit, asports bra, and a pair of gym shorts in both lockers.Jill was.