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She and her husband were still together, and she wanted to keep it that way, if at all possible. But in the middle of the night, she found herself waking up wanting something more.

Ginna, as you and I have discussed, that is not uncommon. You told me how much pleasure it gave you to visualize a man who interested you, to feel that you are with him, and to do that so intensely that in your orgasm you feel that he is truly with you. And, as you pointed out, when the time comes to actually take him as a lover, you are just enjoying re-enacting something which you know has already happened.

Jeanne began with that, but as she grew more comfortable with the experience, it took an interesting twist. This phenomenon began to take shape, in which she could seem to merge her thoughts with the person she was thinking of.

It first came to her that this was more than a pleasant fantasy when she had given herself a wee hours diversion with thoughts of the student intern in her office while her husband snored next to her. Gil was a slender and tall basketball player, who was just getting control of his body. Sometimes he moved so gracefully that women drew in their breath, and then at other times, he fell over the furniture. Somehow, that night she found herself enjoying the contrast of his ebony skin against her paleness, and as she drowsily savored bringing him to a climax, imagined that they would meet for lunch that day and just enjoy sharing in each other's company while talking about work topics. She drifted off to sleep with a smile and thought no more about the idea.

You can imagine her surprise when Gil turned up at her desk at 11:45 with his letterman's jacket on, sure that she had told him the day before to be there for lunch. Of course, she made time available for that, and as they ate, gently worked around the edges in conversation to find out why he had thought that they had a lunch date. It became clear that he had no recollection, but it had just seemed like a good idea. And it was-- she really had a positive feeling about their conversation, and discovered that she could help him with some career advice.

With some trial and error, she had arrived at the point where I met her. In fact, these experiences were what led her to take my course. She was beginning to think that she understood her grandmother's oblique references, and she wanted some professional assistance in working out the scope of it. It seemed like her mind was developing new abilities to offset the lack of attention in her own sex life. Things were evening out, as her grandmother had put it.

"Jeanne," I interrupted her. This is a lot of information to digest... and speaking of that, we used up a lot of energy just now... and it's lunch time. We should get something to eat, and continue this discussion. Have you tried Ginza Express?"

"I was hoping you would say that!" Jeanne grinned. I thought for a moment about what she said, and then exploded.

"Are you kidding, or are you trying to tell me that you wanted to go there already?" This stuff could still be a coincidence, I told myself.

"Let's get some food, Professor, before you get cranky. And we can try some little experiments along the way."

Ginza Express has a window where you can sit at a counter looking out onto the street, but the window is tinted so that people really cannot see in. Jeanne and I talked more about her family life as we people-watched and I told her some things about my how my research project was coming. I was doing fine, holding the rice between the chopsticks, although thinking of Jeanne I imagined my fingers caressing her clitoris between them just in the same way-- firmly, but not too tight. It was fun remembering our strange moment together, and I thought that was it. I wondered if I was thinking about her clitoris so much because I was getting horny, or because she was sharing her thoughts with me. How could I know?

But suddenly, something really strange and exciting happened.

A young woman in a green blouse and black slacks came walking by with what I gue

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