“Yes he was different. Um, … how about yours?”
”I mean completely, totally different?”
Debby stares at Sharon and nods. “So your Mysterite was different too, I guess? And when he … um … orgasmed, did you realise it was him after all?
”Yep! Weird or what! I really can’t get my head round this. I’ve had sex now with two completely different, total strangers and somehow I just know they’re both my Mysterite.”
”Well you’re right about weird,” chimes in Rachel, who has been eavesdropping. “I don’t believe it!”
”Yours was the same then?” enquires Sharon.
”YEAH! The same hunk with a few new tricks up his sleeve.”
Gradually all the girls open up and it turns out that lots, the majority, have had different lovers than the previous night but somehow, as they came in harmony, each ‘knew’ that the new lover was her own Mysterite. The seven or eight girls, who had the same man, are quite jealous to have missed out on this new thrill. Sharon suspects that they were the most slut-like to begin with and it is no surprise when Rachel owns up that it is the very first time she has made love to the same man on consecutive nights.
In class Miss Dunbonking’s explains, “Now girls, you must learn not to judge a book by its cover. From now on you should allexpect to find your Mysterite taking different forms. But, of course,” she smiles her radiant, charismatic smile, “you will know him when he comes.”
Sharon shivers in anticipation.
Wed Jul 28 08:59:30 1999
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