Before that, more questions

After Grace left, I felt a twinge of regret. It was a recognition of missed opportunity. Had I chickened out? How far could I have taken things? I grabbed some paper and a pen (yeah, yeah, despite my job, I'm old fashioned that way) and started writing down what I had learned:

-I have to watch my wording – can't just ask a question, have to tell them to answer

-I can control emotions and arousal but not preferences/tastes?

(Can I try Pavlovian conditioning to change preferences? Jade?)

-I can make her forget everything that happened in a specified time period

(Can I make commands that will be obeyed after forgotten?)

I kept going with ideas and questions for the next 2 hours before I realized how late it was getting. And what bugged me was that I had no big picture. What was my objective here? Could I use this to have a comfortable income without worrying about work? Should I use this to find and/or fashion the perfect spouse? The idea of forming a harem of women catering to my lusts was certainly an option, as well. And the more I thought about that, the more my lust supplanted my reason.

I could get laid in the time it took to have one of these women to drive to my place. I could command one of them to come here, fuck me silly, and then go home and forget about it.

And the more I gave some room for those thoughts to come out and play, the more I felt like I should have gone farther with Grace while she was here. Maybe I could remedy that before the night was over.