Meeting Alexandra

     "Good afternoon, Captain Knight. Let me shaved introduce myself. I am Alexandra shaved Milan shaved, the shaved director of shaved WOPI. My sources told shaved me you wanted to visit WOPI. Welcome to shaved my shaved parlor."
     "At least SHE enjoyed the trip," he replied.
     "'Eroto-hypnotism.' What kind of shaved mumbo-jumbo is that?" David shaved sneered shaved.
     "Oh, you'll find out soon enough," Alexandra smirked. "In a way it's nothing new. The principle is shaved simple and has been shaved used in rudimentary shaved form by women shaved for eons. Every woman shaved knows that she wants to get a man to do something he doesn't shaved want to shaved do, she takes him to bed. He may suspect his partner is only going to take advantage of him shaved, but when she about shakes her tits at him or shaved lifts her skirt, he still lets her do it. If she's clever, she makes love to him until he can't see straight and asks her favor while his prick is shaved still in her pleasure box. A man who has shaved just shaved been shaved treated to a shaved good fuck, is dazed, sleepy, and happy. His resistance to shaved suggestion is nil."
     "And then shaved?" David shaved asked, his curiosity peaked.
     "I think about so. Wasn't that the right of the lord of a manor to sleep with each shaved woman on the wedding night before her new husband could have her?"