How long could this amazing thing continue? She wished she could do this for hours. All she wanted to do for the rest of her days was rub her clit. Sh...e thought about Melissa sucking on her nipple. How she’d pinched them and Lystra slipped her hand under her chest wrap and pulled her breast out of their constraint. At first, she swirled her fingers around a nipple, softly. Then she pinched it a little more firmly with her thumb and forefinger. She ached so much that her chest seemed to heave up.. " That's nice." So what's your story, Stacey?" he asked. "How did you come to work here?" I wanted an airplane," she said."An airplane?" I wanted an airplane," she repeated, as though the connection should have been obvious to us. "I was, like, working and all, but see, I really wanted an airplane and so I needed to get a raise to get one. I love to fly."Her story wasn't very coherent, but I pieced it together."You were trying to get a promotion that would have included your own private jet," I. She is very bright and almost immediately taught me something that I had not known about myself. I was terrified of losing control, especially to a man. This fear led me to try and dominate every person in my surrounding. She suggested that the only way to get over this was to face my fear. To give up control to someone completely, preferably a man. She also taught me this technique called autohypnosis in order to let me control my own fear. A technique I quickly found myself very proficient. The look in his eyes, the set of his lips pressing tightly to form an unwavering thin line, made me nervous. A good nervous, and a very bad nervous. The weather outside was picking up, and in the city it can be scorching hot. Even late in the night. I had taken to the habit of sleeping in a baggy t-shirt and a pair of light panties. Our air conditioner was broken, so blankets were not necessary. I would just lounge on top of the covers in my Monty Pythons shirt and fall asleep watching the.