I get easily distracted. If the training would allow me to be myself again, or at least mostly, I would do it without question. I've felt more like my...self in the last 10 minutes than I have in weeks."That certainly led credence to the "retrain" her approach. I turned to Jeremy who had been watching all of this with a very sour expression."Jeremy, tell me what you think she missed in the program. What do you think would give Jen the best chance for a normal and productive life?"Jeremy took a few. Aggie heard her backpack being unzipped, and numerous hands began to pat her down for anything concealed she might be carrying. There was no respect for her modesty, but the hands weren’t humiliating either, and when they finally stopped probing her, Aggie decided being frisked wasn’t too bad. She was determined to treat her captivity as a simple misunderstanding.A voice directly in front of Aggie pierced the blackness of her hood. “You ready to talk now, Samantha, or do you need to sit here. She was seated adjacent to me on the sofa. I moved towards her slowly so that I could help her out. But, all I could manage was passing a tissue. Well, I know what most of you all will be thinking. Dude! Tissue seriously? But frankly, I had to play it safe.I had to let the lady pave the way and induce me to offer myself. So yes! The start had to be with a tissue. But guess what? When luck finds its way with you, you just need to take a back step. While I was handing the tissue over to her, she. ”I smiled and told her that I wouldn’t be offended if she did either of those fantasies, or both of them. All I wanted was to watch or be told all of the juicy details.Mandy smiled, kissed me and replied; “You wouldn’t mind seeing your wife of twenty-five years be fucked by a younger guy uh? I have thought of it a lot recently and have flirted with a few younger guys as well!”I smiled at Mandy and said; “I wouldn’t mind at all babe! In fact! If you were as good as you were just now, which was.