"Great," he sighed, looking up the stairs after the two frat-types, "that's just fucking great."He trudged back to his room, ruminating on what went w...rong this time.She needed it so bad and I was the only one there, he thought, and she still didn't want me. I've got to use a method that focuses the desire on me, not just a general lusty desire.By the time he was back in his room he had it. He would use subliminal messages to raise interest in him, and instead of using it on just one person, he. I traced the line of my bra over my breasts, just as CJ had done. Recalling his touch gave me chill bumps on my arms."Yep. If that limo driver hadn't stopped when he did... you would have fucked him," I said to my reflection.I would have done it, too. What was I thinking? I wondered. I'm not planning on being a virgin forever, but I definitely wasn't expecting to give it up in the back of a limo at sixteen years old! And to a much older guy. I unsnapped the back of my bra and let it fall from. "What the hell are you talking about," I demanded in exasperation."Miri, you dope," Brian explained. "She is way into you. Have you noticed how she's always walking behind you? She has her eyes glued to your butt. Oh, I'm sure you could try to fight it, but she is bigger than you, and I'm not sure why you'd want to anyway. She is hot, after all. For supposedly having this high powered intellect, you sure are thick." Whatever, dude," I dismissed. "I'm sure you're wrong. Anyway, I'm. At that moment, the door opened and he heard his Mistress command him to come in. He crawled forward with confidence and agility. She stroked him like a pet, running her hands through his hair and down his back. Peter purred like a kitten and humped the air like a bitch in heat. She placed a collar around his neck but he was afraid to tell her it was a little too tight so he suffered in silence. It was a good discomfort, one he would gladly suffer for the Divine Mistress that stood above him..