He moved into the “Frat House,” sharing a bedroom with Mike. They each had a twin bed placed in the corners furthest away from the door. There was... just enough room for one chest of drawers, two drawers for each. John realized right away why they called it the ‘frat house’. In the front windows, the guys had placed a sign with three large Greek letters; Mu, Sigma, & Iota. It was a play on the Microsoft Corporation name, substituting Incorporated for corporation.For the next four years John. Not enough. Her programming was not as... precise.”“What does it do?” she asked curiously. “Not the first ones. What does the thing you used on me do?“It enhances pleasure.” Evan said, smiling. “Everyone who comes into contact with it has has their pleasure centers in their brain doubled, at least. Sometimes, more. The net number of neural pathways is increased exponentially.” He looked at her again. “I also have an earring that allows me to pick up the pleasure signals of everyone around me,. . . . .?’ hesitating for a second and finishing the sentence with ‘to sleep in.’He smiles at me and asks if I really want to know about sleeping, rubbing his hand over my leg, getting a little higher each time until he grazes my sex with the back of his hand. Damn my body for doing it’s own thing when I want to be fucked, making me open my legs and gasp as he rubs his hand over my mound.He pulls my knicks to one side and traces a finger over my slit ‘oh I think someone could be wet’ he says as. Over the few weeks since I had taped Sarah in the bathroom, I tried numerous times to view her again, to no avail. I did have one opportunity to view her close-up quickly. She had fallen asleep on her bed, the top bunk after school one day and Anne called upstairs that dinner was ready and would i wake Sarah. Entering her room i saw that indeed she was fast asleep. As i approached her I saw that her shorts were very loose on her. I knew that if i just moved them slightly i would be able to see.