We're not saying youhave to leave. We're just going to help you fit in a little better. Nowyou can either cooperate, or we can take these pictures and... post them allover the school. Now will you be cooperative?" Each of the boys noddedtheir head accordingly. "Alright girls, are you ready for the show?"The cheers and whistles were deafening as 2 of the young womenapproached. The first one was Beth. She'd been a friend of Tiffany'ssince they were children. Brunette and beautiful, she looked like. She gave it a tug and led him over to the leather sofa across the room. She reached down with her free hand and picked a cellphone up off the coffee table, then sat on the couch to face him. She looked up to meet his gaze, licked her lips, and snapped a picture as she pressed them against his cock.- - - - - - - - - -John was furious. Immediately his mind went to the fight they'd had the day before. But that was resolved, wasn't it? They'd more than made up that night. So why was she doing. She wanted her father so badly! He stood there, looking at her--a mental picture he would rewind over and over for future masturbation. In his mind, he relished images of her body in yoga pants, in a bikini or a thong--and now--nude, awaiting his big cock!“I’ll be right back, baby!”He dashed down the hall to his bedroom and returned with his cell, taking dozens of pics of her in that position. She seemed oblivious to his sudden interest in photography. She was gyrating and masturbating, laying. "All Lester could hear was a quiet, relaxing hypnotic voice, slowly lulling him into a trance. Once he was deeply under the voice asked him questions about the Stimcortex - Lester had no choice but to tell everything he knew about the project. Finally when he could tell no more the voice began to weave sexual fantasies -- "You are in a bedroom filled with beautiful young girls -- it is a slumber party and they are dressed in the sexiest nighties and lingerie. Then beckon you in and they touch.