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Caeman did find the tapes, but figured he adultflics had just the thing already. First of all, he went adultflics online and printed out a mind-control adultflics story someone had written about a man who built an enormous harem of sexual adultflics slaves using a mental amplifier. With a thought adultflics and a flash of light adultflics, the device lay on his desk. Caeman picked it up as if it were fragile. The Gate worked! Caeman looked at the printout. It was twelve pages longer! He flipped through it. The inventor of the amplifier watched in horror as his tool disappeared adultflics in a flash of light, and spent adultflics the whole rest adultflics of the story adultflics searching for his amplifier adultflics, having a great many erotic experiences along the way adultflics with his first mind-controlled test subject, before finally deciding he didn't need it any more, since he already had all he could handle. The story adultflics on the screen remained unchanged. Caeman put adultflics on the fake glasses with adultflics the amplifier built into adultflics the bridge. It was a shame the adultflics author of the story had adultflics chosen to remain anonymous. He pics wondered if he should ask an author adultflics's permission before bringing their fictional creations into the real world.
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"Do you have a nickname?" she asked. "My last boss was Steven Q adultflics. Caeman adultflics, and I sincerely adultflics doubt you adultflics want me associating you with adultflics him." Caeman had adultflics heard of S. Q. Caeman. The man was a big adultflics-time newspaper tycoon in adultflics New Jersey who was suspected of many, many attempted hostile takeovers, though no one had adultflics been able to prove anything. Still, Caeman couldn adultflics't adultflics start insisting that the townspeople adultflics call adultflics him Special K or something to make her feel better...but he really wanted this young woman as adultflics a adultflics friend. It occurred to adultflics him that a little judicious use adultflics of the amplifier could help. He re-donned the glasses adultflics.
You adultflics trust adultflics me. he added. You know I would never harm you on purpose. You can confide in me, trust me with all your secrets as I in turn will trust you adultflics with mine and expect you to live up to that trust adultflics. You know adultflics that it is I who have made you feel adultflics this way adultflics, but it's okay adultflics because you also know that I did it for adultflics your own good. You know adultflics that it adultflics is the device on these fake glasses I'm wearing which adultflics allows me to do this, and that it is adultflics one of my secrets with which I am adultflics trusting you. The adultflics young woman blinked, breathed deeply, and then smiled at him.
"To be perfectly honest adultflics," she said, her voice husky as she gazed into his eyes adultflics, desire burning like a fire in her own sapphire eyes, "I'm making this up as I go along adultflics." Her hands moved up his medium-muscled adultflics chest. "In keeping with the adultflics spirit of honesty, I feel I should let you know I'm adultflics not a virgin, but I've never...felt this way about anyone before. I feel like I can connect with you pics, like I can ...share myself with you. I've had sex plenty of times, but I adultflics've never...made love ." By now Caeman was very turned on. He undid one of the fasteners on adultflics Ellie adultflics's adultflics overalls. Her adultflics right adultflics nipple made a lovely little tent behind her adultflics shirt through adultflics her pink, silk bra. He had an impressive pics tent adultflics started in his own pants. "And I guess the fact that you can adultflics control me is kind of a turn-on." She smiled, taking the glasses from Caeman's pocket and adultflics putting them on his face adultflics, while her crotch took her adultflics hand's place at adultflics his groin. He could sense her desire. She moaned slightly. "Oh, God, Caeman, I can feel how much adultflics you want me." she husked.
"Yesss..." she moaned. "Control me." She was quivering with desire. He sent that her thoughts and words would still be her own adultflics, but her actions would be dependent on his commands adultflics. "Oh, yes." she said, her pics body quaking. He adultflics had her kick off her adultflics boots and adultflics slide her overalls off. He lifted her arms, and adultflics she stayed where she adultflics was posed. He pulled off the T-shirt, revealing her gorgeous young body. Her pink, silken panties adultflics were practically soaked through. He massaged her adultflics young breasts with his hands through the bra, and she moaned through her teeth. He adultflics unhooked adultflics the clasp on her bra and took it off as he had done with the shirt. She stood there in adultflics her adultflics panties and socks, her nipples adultflics harder than any pics he had ever adultflics seen adultflics. Even his nymphomaniac ex-wife had adultflics never been this aroused. "P-p-p adultflics-please..." she stammered. "Take me."
Caeman dressed once adultflics more and slipped the glasses into his pocket adultflics. The adultflics connection between adultflics them had pics seemed to slip somewhat whenever the adultflics glasses slid adultflics down his nose during the course of their lovemaking. There adultflics had adultflics to be a way adultflics to adultflics fix that.
"It will suffice, for now adultflics, I suppose." she said, her Oriental accent thick, but in a adultflics sexy way. "I may need you to...conjure...something else later." Caeman nodded adultflics, and went adultflics to the attic. He found some of adultflics his mother's adultflics old clothes from when she and his father had lived together with Grandther before buying their first house. He adultflics selected adultflics a pair of pants and a blouse, and brought them to Minnie.
"Like hell I will." Nike snarled adultflics. Caeman had adultflics been adultflics expecting this. After all, he had created her.
"Like adultflics this?" Ellie asked, gesturing at her naked body. "Maybe if you used the adultflics amplifier to adultflics make people adultflics not notice."
"I've found some things adultflics close to your size. They used to adultflics belong to my mother." He handed her a pair of jeans adultflics and a denim shirt pics. The adultflics shirt was tight, and she couldn't adultflics button up the top three buttons. The jeans were form-fitting, but felt good. "I said 'close adultflics to.' My adultflics mother never had much of a rack until she got pregnant, and adultflics that was pics after she moved out of here, so there aren't any post-pregnancy shirts lurking in the closets." He gave her a pair of long, grey adultflics socks and gave her her boots back.
The truck rattled on the way back home. As they made their way up Caeman's adultflics driveway, it began to knock . It shut down just outside the adultflics garage, and Caeman had to apply a great deal of force on the brakes to get the truck adultflics to stop, since the power brake system adultflics required that the engine be running adultflics to work. Ellie took her purchases inside while Caeman adultflics opened the adultflics hood. He didn't adultflics look adultflics happy when she returned.
"Okay." Ellie said. "Anyway, that adultflics Asian scientist you invited wants adultflics to talk adultflics to adultflics you." Caeman followed Ellie back to the house pics. He felt a sting on the back of his neck , and suddenly the room seemed to adultflics be filled with adultflics noise. He adultflics could hear everything adultflics everybody was thinking. There adultflics were adultflics so many voices Caeman couldn't adultflics make pics sense of it all.
"You implanted it in my head?" Caeman asked, rubbing where the sting had been adultflics.
"Well, now that that's adultflics done, I suppose it's adultflics time I adultflics explained about this adultflics thing ." he adultflics said adultflics, showing adultflics everyone the Scribe's adultflics Gate. He told the girls everything, starting with adultflics Grandther's death and moving on from there. With the amplifier now adultflics firmly embedded in his brain, he could easily read adultflics the thoughts of the others. Ellie adultflics, Nike and Faria stared at the bejeweled Gate in silent awe, and figured that Grandther had been very wise indeed adultflics to pass the Gate on to Caeman adultflics. Minnie, on the adultflics other hand, was plotting how to take the Gate for herself and escape to adultflics a fictional world where she could rule with her superior mind adultflics. Caeman knew this adultflics could mean trouble. There was only one thing he could think of to do. He reached into Minnie adultflics's mind and disposed of that devious streak, and adultflics took her adultflics ego down a adultflics few notches, making her more submissive and less adultflics disdainful, making her warmer, more caring adultflics, and opening her up to all adultflics the happiness that could come with adultflics being so caring adultflics. He allowed her to be aware adultflics that her mental condition was artificial, but that he had done it for her own good. She smiled then adultflics, a genuinely warm smile he could adultflics tell she wasn't used to making.
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