Even though two of the girls are still in here, I’m going to do it. I need to cum too badly to wait any longer. The lights are off in our room and I...’m under the covers in my assigned top bunk. They have no idea what I’m doing. Ever so quietly, I pull up my shirt. My breasts are big and soft and sensitive and it’s thrilling to feel my sensitive nipples rubbing against my blankets. This is really happening. I’m really doing this. With one hand, I reach up and pinch my right nipple. I’m so starved. Yes.”Session C25:“If someone is dreaming of a happier life, should you wake them up or let them sleep?”“That’s a classic moral dilemma,” Richard began, but I interrupted. I’d learned not to let him dwell on the theoretical, else he’d never reach a conclusion.“What do you think one should do?”There was a long pause as he considered the options. I was starting to get used to this.Hypnotizing Mom or Lucy had always been more fun. I’m a straight guy, so seeing a busty woman glassy-eyed is much more. Of course, nobody knew what went on behind closed doors. Most of the time, Amber kept Steve incredibly pent up and did not allow him to orgasm. Steve struggled mightily, but he got used to it. After he fumbled the ball in a key late season game, Amber gave him the worst blue balls of his life that night. "You know I'm going to have to deny you, right?" was how she put it."Yes, I understand," said Steve. After a tough football game in mid November, in which Steve rushed for 104 tough yards. Normally, she shows all new clothes off to me before going out in them, but this time she sneaked one over on me. It was a slinky silver lamé dress, one shoulder bare, the other sleeved to a point over her lilylike hand, and held in place with a ring on her middle finger. It was cut to fit her figure, and the hem began high on her hip on the sleeve side, and plunged to the floor on the other. It even "trained" a little in back, and bless her, bare legs were not for her! She never did go in for.