No luck with the gangsta? Sheesh. If I didn't know better I'd say she was, well, otherwise inclined. Fortunately, though, after flipping through your clinical psychology textbooK you've finally arrived at the correct diagnosis—that she's so fucked up in the head she can hardly comprehend her own deep, burning lust for you—and at last it's obvious she needs far more than just your unsurpassed expertise on the futon; indeed she needs you to make her whole with the intensive, nurturing sexual therapy only you can provide. So while you may be feeling slightly bitter given her seeming lack of appreciation for all your efforts thus far, you mustn't now let her silent, mournful cries for help go unanswered.
Of foremost importance in this endeavor, she will constantly have to be consoled with your explicit reassurances—to be ever reminded that while the fault lies entirely with her and not you, there's no need to worry because you're a compassionate man who will free her yet from the shackles of her confusion and self-doubt. Toward this end, she'll of course require countless hours of your wise, tender tutelage in the most arcane secrets of female masturbation—ways of taking herself far beyond any imagined limits of sexual gratification—that she could never possibly discover on her own. Likewise, you must impart to her the insight necessary to interpret her sexual responses by explaining to her, in great detail, what exactly it is she's feeling throughout each exercise. Naturally this will once again demand your unsparing patience and perserverance, but trust me, this time your efforts will not go unrewarded. Because in taking this guided journey of self-exploration she will finally come to understand the myriad intricacies and wonders of her body, which at last will enable her to experience the full majestic power of your own caresses.
By the way, it will surely behoove you to capture each of her lessons on video so you'll have a complete record by which to more rigorously scrutinize her progress. Just make certain you remove the tape before you, say, take the camera to a party and get so stoned you accidentally leave it behind and have it stolen.
Of foremost importance in this endeavor, she will constantly have to be consoled with your explicit reassurances—to be ever reminded that while the fault lies entirely with her and not you, there's no need to worry because you're a compassionate man who will free her yet from the shackles of her confusion and self-doubt. Toward this end, she'll of course require countless hours of your wise, tender tutelage in the most arcane secrets of female masturbation—ways of taking herself far beyond any imagined limits of sexual gratification—that she could never possibly discover on her own. Likewise, you must impart to her the insight necessary to interpret her sexual responses by explaining to her, in great detail, what exactly it is she's feeling throughout each exercise. Naturally this will once again demand your unsparing patience and perserverance, but trust me, this time your efforts will not go unrewarded. Because in taking this guided journey of self-exploration she will finally come to understand the myriad intricacies and wonders of her body, which at last will enable her to experience the full majestic power of your own caresses.
By the way, it will surely behoove you to capture each of her lessons on video so you'll have a complete record by which to more rigorously scrutinize her progress. Just make certain you remove the tape before you, say, take the camera to a party and get so stoned you accidentally leave it behind and have it stolen.
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