It’s not that my parents weren’t great, but I found that I could talk to ‘Mrs. C.’ about anything. I still remembered the afternoon when I had... confided to Mrs. C. that I was thinking about asking Heather to the junior prom. ‘Don’t,’ she said abruptly. ‘How come?’ I said, pained that she might not think I’d be good enough for her daughter. ‘Because she’s not the right girl for you,’ she answered. ‘Even if she said yes, you’d be miserable. Trust me, the right girl will come along. Jennifer’s. Wondering what they looked like underneath whatever you were wearing that day. And as I stood in my room, my hand stroking slowly along the full hard length of my cock, I'd picture you kneeling before me." As I said this, I reached out and gently nudged her shoulder at the same time nodding towards the floor in front of me. She subconsciously got my intent as she slid off the edge of the table and onto her knees before me, her eyes still glued to my slowly stroking hand."I'd think about. I was a lot more free-spirited and uninhibited back then. I did a lot of crazy stuff!" What do you mean?" You know... sexually. Can you keep a secret?" Sure!" Well, don't tell anyone this, but I 'experimented' a lot when I was in college. Those were stricter, more virtuous times. People were a lot more straight-laced back then. So a girl wasn't exactly encouraged to try new things, you know."But I did some pretty kinky things back then. I even had sex with other girls and did a gangbang once. Reaching over Zahra slapped Nuha as hard as she could several times making the deadly trio leader smile then chant more. Again Zahra doubled over her body convulsing as her hips thrust forward lewdly. Growling Zahra herself started to chant causing Nuha's breath to quicken her own thighs thrusting out just as lewdly. "You little bitch! I am far more powerful with the love magic than you will ever be! Try that again I may reduce you to a love sick slave that only wishes to please me!".