"You do realize that includes hanging out with her, right?" I asked."You've already talked to her," she said, exasperated. "Does she treat you like th...ose kids in your home town?"I shook my head. "That's only because she doesn't know me." No, that's because she doesn't have those rumors filling her head with nonsense," Jordan said. "They didn't try to get to know you. She apparently wants to."Part of me wanted to believe her, but the other part, that old self-loathing side that constantly. .. because I felt that the short pulses I normally feel when I cum were prolonged for about a minute and 20 seconds. Also, I was paralyzed when I came. I could not move. The brunette just looked at me with her big eyes and leaned forward... closer to my face and said telepathically, "Close your eyes and forget." She placed her crystal held hand on my forehead and the light came back on. This time the light was bright green and it flickered.As it did this, she said, "Forget everything you. Take long enough that she realizes you aren’t rushing her. Worship her breasts, don’t maul them. Spend long enough eating her out that she comes at least twice. Go online and make sure you know where her G-spot and U-spot are and use them to drive her to mind blowing orgasms. She’ll insist on fucking you; you won’t have to convince her to let you.“On the outside chance that something happens and you don’t get to fuck her, don’t whine like a two-year-old. To grossly misquote John Kennedy, ask. The crop stopped, was laid on the table, and moments of silence passed, broken only by Tim’s sobs.“Already starting to bruise, poor baby” She said, pouting her full lips. “Now, I could keep you here, and torture you all night long, make you say that I’m not a bitch and eventually make you believe it too. I could keep you here and the cops would never find you.” She smiled at this.“But, I want you to be transformed and learn your place. I think the best place to do that is in the real.