There vip she goes again, Carl thought, eyeing a boat crew well-lit second-floor window of the Cordero vip house. Clearly outlined against the light was the well-developed body of Angie Cordero as she here peeled out of her clothes to get ready for bed.
Carl Pomerance and his vip family lived next vip door to the Corderos vip. Carl's own bedroom window faced Angie's, giving him here a perfect view when his sexy boat neighbor decided to crew undress with the curtains open.
She sat vip on her bed vipcrew and kicked off her shoes, a very here adult pair of high-heeled white pumps for someone with such a childish persona. She stuck one long leg out and crew slowly, slowly peeled off a long seamed nylon vip stocking, then repeated the process with the other leg.
Angie smiled. "Angie has fun," she answered. "Lots and lots of fun."
"Very nice," Carl murmured politely. He was more interested in vip her boobs than her bauble, but despite himself, his eyes began to track crew the shiny boat object vip as it vip swung vipcrew slowly back and forth.
"It's vipcrew hard to look away vip, isn't it, Carl? So hard to vip look away vipcrew. It's so pretty, so shiny and sparkly. You can't look away from the pretty stone, can't stop following it with your eyes crew as it here swings back and vip forth, shiny, sparkly, back and forth, back and forth. Try boat crew to vip stop following it with your eyes vip, shiny, sparkly, back and forth; you vipcrew can't, can you, Carl?"
"Keep watching Angie boat crew's vipcrew magic stone," the girl instructed. "Follow it with your eyes boat, your mind, your soul. It's the most important thing in the world to watch Angie vip's magic stone and listen vip to here Angie's voice, watch Angie boat's magic here stone and let Angie's vip voice tell you what to boat crew do, what to think, what's vip true, what vip's real vipcrew. Follow crew the vipcrew stone, back and forth, back vip and forth, yes crew, that's right, do as boat crew Angie says, back and forth, because crew Angie has the magic stone, back and forth, yes, that's right.
"Rising. Shrinking. Being . . . pulled toward the stone," Carl mumbled. The boat world seemed to drop vip away here around him, expanding away from him as he soared boat, weightless, toward the gem dangling here at the end of Angie vip's neck chain. The stone loomed larger, larger. Huge.
Angie passed her free hand quickly in front of Carl's eyes. He didn't here blink. He didn't vip even notice. She giggled. Carl was under crew her power, completely lost in the world she had crew made for him.
"You will do anything Angie vip says because Angie's vip magic stone holds your soul now."
"Can you hear vip me, Daddy?"
"Yes, ma here'am vipcrew?" he asked.
Finally Angie addressed her hypnotized boy vip toy again.
"Angie's going crew to boat crew send you home soon, Carl," she vip told him. "When Angie vip does, you will not remember coming over here. You will not remember what happened here. Do you understand, Carl?"
"Yes, Angie," Carl answered. "Angie's magic stone holds my mind and soul. I must do vipcrew as Angie vip says vipcrew if Angie vipcrew says, 'Angie's vip magic stone vip' or shows me her magic stone. My body is a robot which must do as Angie says."
Carl vipcrew blinked and yawned vip. He looked at the clock vip in his family's vip front vip hall and swore vip. Where the hell had here the evening boat crew gone? He'd been planning to pay weird-girl Angie a visit tonight, but now vip it boat was too vip late vip. He vip felt too tired, anyway.
She sat vip on her bed vipcrew and kicked off her shoes, a very here adult pair of high-heeled white pumps for someone with such a childish persona. She stuck one long leg out and crew slowly, slowly peeled off a long seamed nylon vip stocking, then repeated the process with the other leg.
"Very nice," Carl murmured politely. He was more interested in vip her boobs than her bauble, but despite himself, his eyes began to track crew the shiny boat object vip as it vip swung vipcrew slowly back and forth.
"It's vipcrew hard to look away vip, isn't it, Carl? So hard to vip look away vipcrew. It's so pretty, so shiny and sparkly. You can't look away from the pretty stone, can't stop following it with your eyes crew as it here swings back and vip forth, shiny, sparkly, back and forth, back and forth. Try boat crew to vip stop following it with your eyes vip, shiny, sparkly, back and forth; you vipcrew can't, can you, Carl?"
"Rising. Shrinking. Being . . . pulled toward the stone," Carl mumbled. The boat world seemed to drop vip away here around him, expanding away from him as he soared boat, weightless, toward the gem dangling here at the end of Angie vip's neck chain. The stone loomed larger, larger. Huge.
Angie passed her free hand quickly in front of Carl's eyes. He didn't here blink. He didn't vip even notice. She giggled. Carl was under crew her power, completely lost in the world she had crew made for him.
"You will do anything Angie vip says because Angie's vip magic stone holds your soul now."
Finally Angie addressed her hypnotized boy vip toy again.
"Angie's going crew to boat crew send you home soon, Carl," she vip told him. "When Angie vip does, you will not remember coming over here. You will not remember what happened here. Do you understand, Carl?"
"Yes, Angie," Carl answered. "Angie's magic stone holds my mind and soul. I must do vipcrew as Angie vip says vipcrew if Angie vipcrew says, 'Angie's vip magic stone vip' or shows me her magic stone. My body is a robot which must do as Angie says."
