There she goes again teenshomealone, Carl thought, eyeing a well-lit second-floor window of the Cordero house teenshomealone. Clearly outlined against the light teenshomealone was teenshomealone the well-developed body of Angie Cordero as she peeled out of her teenshomealone clothes to get ready for bed teenshomealone.
Carl grinned. "What'cha got in mind, baby?"
"Now teenshomealone you teenshomealone are resting teenshomealone on the stone, a tiny teenshomealone little teenshomealone Carl, firmly held to it, completely teenshomealone relaxed, yes teenshomealone."
Angie passed her free hand quickly in front of Carl's eyes. He didn't teenshomealone blink. He didn't even notice. She teenshomealone giggled. Carl teenshomealone was under her teenshomealone power, completely lost in the world she had made for him.
"Carl," she said, "you know you'll do anything Angie says, don teenshomealone't you?"
"You will do teenshomealone anything Angie says because Angie's magic stone holds teenshomealone your teenshomealone soul now."
"I will do anything Angie teenshomealone says because . . . Angie's magic stone . . . holds my soul now."
"Your body teenshomealone obeys Angie's voice, does whatever Angie says, without thought, without free will, because Angie's magic stone holds your soul now."
"Have sex with Angie," Carl answered with mindless honesty.
Angie turned around. "Daddy?"
"Listen to Angie, Daddy," Angie went on. "Nothing teenshomealone bad is teenshomealone happening here."
Angie rummaged through her bedside table and brought out a teenshomealone little teenshomealone bell. She rang it once and teenshomealone said, "Go back and watch TV teenshomealone, Daddy. Forget you came in here. Forget what happened in teenshomealone here. Watch TV, and relax. Don teenshomealone't pay teenshomealone attention to any teenshomealone sounds you hear coming from Angie teenshomealone's room, except teenshomealone," another little teenshomealone ring, "this bell. Do you understand teenshomealone what Angie wants, Daddy?"
"Yes, Angie." The boy obeyed, a silly smile spreading over teenshomealone his teenshomealone face. Watching, Angie teenshomealone felt herself teenshomealone heating teenshomealone up. Carl was nicely muscled teenshomealone and handsome teenshomealone, and now teenshomealone rigidly erect, his engorged dick sticking out teenshomealone at teenshomealone a right angle to his body. "Perfect teenshomealone," she breathed, "just perfect." She hurried out of her own clothes.
"Very good, Carl," Angie said again. "And when you go home tonight, what will happen?"
"I will forget coming here. I will teenshomealone forget teenshomealone what . . . happened here. I will act and speak as . . . I always do teenshomealone, unless you say, 'Angie's magic teenshomealone stone' or . . . show me the stone. I will think I am thinking just the same . . . as always . . . unless Angie says 'Angie's magic stone' or teenshomealone . . . shows me the teenshomealone stone."
Satisfied, Angie said, "Very good, Carl. Get dressed teenshomealone now."
She pursed teenshomealone her lips thoughtfully. She'd spent a long time here at home since Daddy teenshomealone took her out image of teenshomealone school. She'd been happy to do it, because the other kids had been teenshomealone mean teenshomealone to her before. But maybe it was time to go out and meet teenshomealone people again. Maybe she could get Carl to take her places. And if anyone teenshomealone was teenshomealone mean to her now, she teenshomealone bet she teenshomealone could find ways to get even.
Carl blinked and teenshomealone yawned. He image looked at the teenshomealone clock in his family's teenshomealone front hall and swore. Where the hell had teenshomealone the evening teenshomealone gone? He'd been planning to pay weird-girl Angie a teenshomealone visit tonight, but now teenshomealone it was too late. He felt too tired, anyway.
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