This was to be a discussion about the nuts and bolts of setting up an experiment. Neither of us felt the need to argue that it needed to be a double blind experiment. That was a given. I told him, voyeur "On the subject's side, I don't see any problem. We'll simply tell them it's a study of female masturbation—which isn't a total lie." "Why can't we do the same with those we recruit as lab assistants?" I thought about it for several moments, "We can, if we disguise the focus by having them report on several aspects of the changes in appearance and feel of all aspects of the genitalia." "Then that part is settled." He said, turning to a fresh page on his notepad. I went on to the next topic. "Now, I think we should put our assistants in white lab coats and insist they all dress the same; beige or tan slacks, asian white blouses, hair up, and we should hang stethoscopes around their necks." Dr. Geote chuckled, "Careful, you're starting to sound a lot like Stanley Milgram." Of course, he was referring to the infamous nineteen sixty-one psychological study at Yale University that went terribly wrong, resulting in long term psychological damage to the subjects, several amateur even committing suicide. Milgram had gone out of his way to make his assistants appear to be professionals and 'authority figures' to intimidate his subjects to some degree. I let his comment slide by. "One last thing: I think it's going to be important to give the subjects as much privacy as possible during the masturbation stage." Dr. Geote nodded, "They can summon the lab assistant in with a buzzer when they feel they are sufficiently stimulated." I agreed, "Perfect." In the interest of 'critical thinking', the objective being 'controlling' for as many variables as possible, more topics needed to be addressed. We'd already controlled for the appearance of the lab assistants, so we moved on to other things. First up was controlling for variances in the menstrual cycle of the subjects. We finally agreed on the second week following the end of menstruation. Actually, WHEN was not indian as important as making sure all of the subjects were at approximately the same stage in their cycle. We decided on written rather than verbal instructions to the lab assistants, and written rather than verbal questionnaires for the potential subjects to complete. We also agreed that we'd prefer to deal with only subjects who'd been at least somewhat sexually active prior to the experiment. We felt those would be better able to relax and would be less intimidated by the whole thing. I suggested we purchase a good supply of sheets and pillow cases for the rented gynecological exam table. Lying on cold paper was something that had been difficult for even me to overcome in Dr. Posner's exam room. Of course, that meant we'd need access to laundry facilities. Dr. Geote suggested we pay our assistants twenty dollars per hour, and our chosen subjects fifty dollars for their participation. Wow! After adding that up in my head, I realized we were talking about major money, especially if we wanted a large pool of subjects, which we most certainly did. "Let me worry about that." Dr. Geote assured me. His response made me believe my little demonstration in Dr. Posner's office had intrigued him more than he'd let on. Lastly, we needed to state our expectations for what percentage would constitute 'significant' results. I believed anything above thirty percent positive would be significant, "After all, we are talking about college girls here, not married women. I assume the percentages would be higher if we were sampling married women who are more comfortable with sex." Dr. Geote was less difficult, "In my opinion, twenty percent would be significant enough to at least require further study, if the sample is large enough." I had to chuckle, "Doctor, if it's only twenty percent positive, I'll be greatly disappointed. “So what, you’re keeping him at bay and preventing him from fucking innocent girls by keeping him to yourself?” “You are really beautiful,” I confessed, “And I do believe I am falling in love with voyeur your member.” Or if I tried would she scream and report me? I amateur had no idea what she was like, what she wanted, or what her game was. “Wow!” Ryan said, “I’m not sure that I could organise that for you, but I’ll asian have a damn good try if you like.” "Hail Tydeth, Hail Groton," Ukobach said as the two male mages stepped into the chamber. "You done well today Toby. You indian feel my cock start to throb in your mouth and you quickly grab and squeeze the base. I licked my lips, tasting the lingering breast milk. After a bit of fondling she said OK it's my turn, Drop your shorts, Which they did and of course they were both sporting respectable hardon's She took each of them in her hands and stroked gently. I see a lime green suit the same style as she had picked out.