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He 8thstreetlatinas gallery kimosabi had considered himself to be a cynic; thought that nothing he could possibly encounter would shock or surprise him. He was 8thstreetlatinas wrong 8thstreetlatinas. After gallery a few hours, he switched off the Amp and returned to his apartment, shaking his 8thstreetlatinas head at 8thstreetlatinas the primordial swamp of lust which surrounded him. Tomorrow, he 8thstreetlatinas would experiment with the second function 8thstreetlatinas of the Amplifier 8thstreetlatinas. He plugged the kimosabi battery pack into a charger and switched on 8thstreetlatinascom his 8thstreetlatinas gallery kimosabi computer. He had some ideas for reducing the size and power needs of the device.
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Over the next several days, Jerry worked feverishly on the Mark II Amp. The new device occupied less than a here cubic centimeter. He built it into 8thstreetlatinas the 8thstreetlatinascom frame of a pair of glasses. The pick-up was here improved, too; he no longer needed the adhesive patch. It was ready 8thstreetlatinascom to be tested. Today was Friday; at 3:00 P.M. he was ready.
If 8thstreetlatinas anyone had been watching, he would have witnessed 8thstreetlatinascom an amazing weekend. Between periodic 8thstreetlatinascom bouts of sex, Bonnie appeared 8thstreetlatinas to sleep. Sometimes she lay curled with her head in Jerry's lap. At other times he held her head and kimosabi face, looking into her eyes, which were wide with com awe and wonder. But during these times, instructions, programs, symbols, and commands were 8thstreetlatinascom flooding into her com brain--into 8thstreetlatinas her mind. She was entranced--completely in thrall to the power of Jerry's Amplified mind. Like a child in the hands of a 8thstreetlatinascom god, Bonnie was helpless to resist. Her mind was like plastic, like soft clay, in the hands of the molder.
"Susie and Brenda are. Wendy works at Nordstrom's".
"Tell her to come 8thstreetlatinascom right in," he ordered. She did.
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Finally, Brenda gave up. She wearily turned to Jerry com, and said, "I 8thstreetlatinas don here't know what you 8thstreetlatinas gallery kimosabi did to her, but 8thstreetlatinas gallery kimosabi whatever it 8thstreetlatinas was, I'm not 8thstreetlatinascom smart enough to break through to her. But you'll never do it to me!"
"Come with me," he ordered, and she followed him as 8thstreetlatinascom if it were the com most natural thing in the world. Finding a bench in the center of the locker 8thstreetlatinas gallery kimosabi room, he ordered her to 8thstreetlatinascom kneel and suck 8thstreetlatinas his cock. Laura complied com, unzipping his 8thstreetlatinascom pants and eagerly here giving head. As she did, he reached out with his mind, altering the kimosabi perceptions of all 8thstreetlatinas those nearby 8thstreetlatinas. Girls began to notice what was happening. Ordinarily, there 8thstreetlatinas would have been an outcry and 8thstreetlatinas attempts kimosabi to put a stop to 8thstreetlatinas such 'inappropriate' behavior. But 8thstreetlatinascom the Amp altered the responses of all who noticed the proceedings. They 8thstreetlatinas were compelled to com draw near and watch. Compelled 8thstreetlatinas, but not willingly. As Laura 8thstreetlatinascom slurped and stroked, a dozen here or more girls became 'stuck', standing 8thstreetlatinas gallery kimosabi helplessly nearby and watching. Jerry could feel them trying to resist, trying 8thstreetlatinas to pull away and call for help, but they could not.
Finally, Jerry decided to try 8thstreetlatinas something really spectacular. He triggered 8thstreetlatinas all of the girls in 8thstreetlatinas the 8thstreetlatinas room 8thstreetlatinas to 8thstreetlatinascom orgasm 8thstreetlatinas at the gallery same time. The orgasm was so here intense that none could remain standing. He smiled, as he 8thstreetlatinascom watched the naked and 8thstreetlatinascom semi-naked girls writhing 8thstreetlatinas and flopping on the tile floor of the locker room, gasping for breath and sobbing 8thstreetlatinas with pleasure. He noticed that, over by the entrance, several girls had just entered the locker room and were still dressed gallery in street clothing. They too, squirmed and spasmed on the floor, overcome with orgasm.
He programmed the "bomb here" and 8thstreetlatinas put it into a fancy com ladies' wrist watch. The trigger was connected to the wrist band 8thstreetlatinas. If the band was closed, the 8thstreetlatinas gallery kimosabi device here would begin 8thstreetlatinascom working. Jerry also included 8thstreetlatinas a small thermocouple, which would trigger the 8thstreetlatinas device when body heat warmed the 8thstreetlatinascom case.
Jerry was lounging by the pool, fondling two of com his girls, and watching 8thstreetlatinas several others frolic in the gallery water. Like 8thstreetlatinascom all of his slaves, they were topless, and wore kimosabi only tiny nylon panties, even in the water.
He gallery patted the 8thstreetlatinas two toys fondly and went 8thstreetlatinas to 8thstreetlatinas greet her.
When 8thstreetlatinas Jennifer spotted him, she gallery fell to her knees. Using his Amp, Jerry examined her mind. Her programming 8thstreetlatinas was perfect; she had responded 8thstreetlatinas exactly as he had expected.
"Mom, what 8thstreetlatinas are you 8thstreetlatinas doing? I don't like this. Please send 8thstreetlatinas him away," she begged.
Becky found that she could not speak or make a sound. Or move. All she could do is listen helplessly as the stranger spoke to her mother.
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"Come here." Like a puppet, she obeyed 8thstreetlatinas.
He 8thstreetlatinas seated himself on the bed. Becky, mortified with embarassment, found herself helplessly obeying 8thstreetlatinas. One by one, she took tiny bikini panties, half com-slips, nighties, panty-hose, and 8thstreetlatinas teddies from the drawer. With 8thstreetlatinas each, she faced gallery him, held the item up for 8thstreetlatinascom his inspection, and gave a little description:
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Inspecting 8thstreetlatinas himself 8thstreetlatinas in the mirror, he decided the set-up was unobtrusive enough here. Only the 8thstreetlatinas thin wire was 8thstreetlatinas visible. He 8thstreetlatinas strolled outside onto the campus. It 8thstreetlatinas was 8thstreetlatinas a sunny, bright day 8thstreetlatinas, and the 8thstreetlatinas gallery kimosabi green quadrangle was filled with students 8thstreetlatinas. Jerry switched on the gallery Amplifier. He staggered, almost fell to his knees. A wave of 8thstreetlatinas thoughts and emotions surged through his mind 8thstreetlatinascom. Frantically, he fumbled for the gain control. At last, he had adjusted 8thstreetlatinas the Amp so that he could deal with the input.
More confident, Jerry wandered the campus, feeling a secret exaltation at being able to 8thstreetlatinas literally read minds. With the Amp, he could 8thstreetlatinas penetrate the 8thstreetlatinas thoughts of anyone within the 8thstreetlatinas device's range 8thstreetlatinas. Surface thoughts, deep thoughts kimosabi, emotions, everything.
He 8thstreetlatinas gallery kimosabi had considered himself to be a cynic; thought that nothing he could possibly encounter would shock or surprise him. He was 8thstreetlatinas wrong 8thstreetlatinas. After gallery a few hours, he switched off the Amp and returned to his apartment, shaking his 8thstreetlatinas head at 8thstreetlatinas the primordial swamp of lust which surrounded him. Tomorrow, he 8thstreetlatinas would experiment with the second function 8thstreetlatinas of the Amplifier 8thstreetlatinas. He plugged the kimosabi battery pack into a charger and switched on 8thstreetlatinascom his 8thstreetlatinas gallery kimosabi computer. He had some ideas for reducing the size and power needs of the device.
He knew she usually arrived at her desk at 7:30 A.M., an hour and a half before 8thstreetlatinascom most 8thstreetlatinascom others were due to arrive. So at 8thstreetlatinas 7:32 Jerry entered the 8thstreetlatinascom building and walked to Bonnie's 8thstreetlatinascom office. He strolled 8thstreetlatinascom past 8thstreetlatinascom her 8thstreetlatinas door, just to make sure she com was there. He 8thstreetlatinas continued a few feet down the corridor and paused to gallery switch on 8thstreetlatinas the Amp. He adjusted the gain.
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Jerry was lounging by the pool, fondling two of com his girls, and watching 8thstreetlatinas several others frolic in the gallery water. Like 8thstreetlatinascom all of his slaves, they were topless, and wore kimosabi only tiny nylon panties, even in the water.
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