No, regrettably not.

In my car she informed me she needed to go back to her parents place for the night and I couldn't come. Well what a pitty. I drove her home and we made out for a while in my car just a few houses from her parents place. She showed me that she was going to miss my cock and I showed her likewise it was going to miss her. But finally she had to get out of the car. We kissed goodbye, she walked in front of my car, right in my front light, she looked around to make sure nobody was watching and lifted her shirt showing me her tiny tits and giving me a warm smile.

Now I knew she was somewhat ashamed of her tiny almost non existent tits although I had declared on more than just one occasion, how much I liked them and that I found them very very sexy and fitting her tiny body. So showing off her tits in the middle of the road was clearly something that would take al lot of effort for her, and I liked that about this moment, the memory I still hold very dear. Again it was a moment when I made a girl give in to something, a desire perhaps. I made her do something, she would not have done before.

„Now stop the sentimental bullshit old man, and come to the part where you fuck that bitch's brains out.” I can almost hear your thoughts, young lad. I will come to that eventually. But before I tell you how I fucked her brains out, it is important for you to understand that if you want to make someone give in to their deepest desires, you must first accept that it is your desire to make them do that. If you are not honest to yourself about your darkest desires, how can you manipulate someone else with their desires? You must understand that corruption always works both ways. You cannot corrupt someone else without corrupting yourself - if corruption is even the right word here. It is key to understand the story of my life, the struggle to keep a balance between high ideals and depravity. But... You're right. Let's get back to the story, shall we?

So I drove home alone and left the car at my parents house. I checked the inbox of my phone and got a text from my good old friend Stan. „Hey D. When you're done fucking that girl of yours, come to my place. We're having some beers. Bring weed!”

At that moment, it seemed like a good idea. I could walk over and I did that. I arrived had a beer or two and after a few shots I started to use that weed I brought happily. It was during the second joint when my phone rang. A Text message. I opened it. It was from Jaz „I want to feel your big hard cock deep inside me!” Stan watched over my shoulder. He was and still is considerably bigger and stronger than I was and he laughed loudly, laying his hand on my shoulder as a well done gesture. All of our friends rushed in to see the cause for his laughter and my cherry red face. Good times.

The next day I went to my flat in the late afternoon. I had a long phone call with Jaz. Then I got stoned and before hitting my computer for some video games I sat down for meditation. I was surely going to have a nice evening. But that day, as I sat down, something awakened deep within me. I think now it has probably always been there, like a hidden potential or maybe it's something genetic. I still don't really know. And I couldn't be sure of anything back then! As I sat I felt a warm tickle in my guts and in my head. I knew that feeling so I wasn't worried and kept meditating as the feeling grew stronger and stronger. Stronger than ever before. I could feel a strange energy forming and condensing in the center of my body. I felt as it reached out to my head, my arms and legs. But it stayed strongest in my center. It was a pulsating, warm sensation and at some point, it happened, like an explosion: I could „feel” the room around me, I could feel the presence of Mary next door and a pair in the flat below us, a group passing by in the street, feelings and seemingly fragments of their thoughts.

I was confused at first, of course, but then I told myself, I just experienced some fantasy. I mean, surely I was hallucinating or something, right? So I sat down again. I closed my eyes, and focused on my breathing. I focused on my connection to the world around me and there it was again. A cacophony of voices, feeling and sensations. It was weird and intense, almost painful at first. I focused on my breathing and let the sensations pass through me like I would do with my own thoughts and feelings and with distance came clarity, not detachment. Experiencing all the strange thoughts and feelings, sensations that weren't mine, didn't feel like mine, they grew less and less uncomfortable and painful to a point where it felt almost acceptable. I tried to single out voices that seemed familiar to me and one stood out from the cacophony: Mary. The athletic blonde from the apartment next door. She... She felt comfortable, aroused, warm. I felt her bliss and excitement and I began feeling it as my own. I felt my cock harden as I felt her sleek fingers caressing her erect and sensitive nipples. I felt the heat between her legs and the wetness on her fingers as they touched what felt like a freshly shaven pussy... Could it be? I shook the feeling off and opened my eyes. My god I was as hard as a man could get. I walked up and down my room for just a few seconds, then I decided to go over, and ask for some flour or something. I was so absolutely sure about my ... whatever it was. Just a few moments ago I called it a hallucination. Now I was absolutely sure I felt Mary pleasuring herself, it almost became reality to me. A small part of my mind yelled at me, „you fool! You're losing it for good this time. All this different psychoactive substances!” But another part of me calmed me down. "Relax. You just knock, ask for something and we'll see if..." So I walked over and knocked.