Janet’s third session with Bobby hadn’t been arranged yet. Rhonda had backed off a little, once Janet had seen him again, but was still miffed that Janet didn’t want to talk about what had happened. What Janet found so fascinating was that she thought about Bobby a lot. And the way she thought about him had changed too.
In the past, she had had very brief fantasies about him, based mostly on things Rhonda had said. Such fantasies had been useful in coordination with using her dildo. Now, though, she had some concrete experience of her own, and that played through her mind more and more. The problem was that she couldn’t fit herself into that fantasy. She could visualize him with Rhonda, or at least with a woman who looked a little like Rhonda. But putting herself under him, in the fantasy
