“You mean you’ll still want me?..” she asked, voice hopeful.“Of course.. Jeez just because i’m a day older doesn’t mean the world's change...d..” he said, unsure why his sister was talking like this. Maybe she was as drunk as he felt? Or more so?“Maybe it should..”He paused for a few moments. “What do you mean?..”“I mean I love you..” she said quietly, sounding the part of the quiet, demure sister, while beneathe the covers she lay, nude, her robe discarded in the dark, one hand wrapped around her. There was an awkwardness between brother and sister, not obvious to others, but it felt that way to each of them. Jude continued to masturbate to his sister's images, but Natalie too was imagining her brother while touching herself each night before bed."No parties." Their parents insisted before leaving for a week-long conference, "and no friends in the house." I want you to take my picture again," shared Natalie with her brother within minutes of her parents leaving, "but I want them to be. The hand had pushed my damp knickers to one side and was fingering my naked pussy. I shut my eyes as my assailant slowly slipped a finger into me; God that felt good. My body tingled as I was slowly finger fucked in public. A second finger began to tweak my clit as the first gyrated inside me. Oh fuck, I thought, I am going to cum on the fucking tube train, right in the middle of all these people! Suddenly it hit me; my climax ripped through my body causing my legs to tremble as the final. He had studied hypnosis the last quarter. He had been hypnotized and didn’t think it was a big deal. He remembered everything. All he did was tie his shoes and untie them and wake up and turn the lights off in the lab. I wasn’t so sure. Professors usually want their subjects to remember everything. Bradley was describing some post hypnotic suggestions that he carried out. I suspected that he could be controlled and would be somnambulistic. That is he would not remember what happened while.