 "It welcome's hard to look bottomlickers away bottomlickers, isn't it, Carl? So hard to look away. It's so pretty, so shiny and sparkly. You can bottomlickers't look away from the pretty stone, can't stop following it with your bottomlickers eyes as it swings back and forth, shiny, sparkly, back and forth, back bottomlickers and forth. Try to stop following it with your bottomlickers eyes, shiny, sparkly, back and forth; you can 't, can you, Carl?"
 Angie passed bottomlickers her welcome free hand quickly in front of Carl's eyes. He didn bottomlickers't blink bottomlickers. He didn 't even notice. She giggled. Carl was bottomlickers under her bottomlickers power, completely lost in the world she had made for bottomlickers him.
 "Yes," Carl said. "Anything Angie says."
 Angie turned around. "Daddy?"
 "What's happening bottomlickers here?" Phil welcome Cordero was a beefy man in his early fifties, with a shiny bald pate over a broad, usually bottomlickers smiling bottomlickers face. He wasn't smiling now. "What's this little creep doing in your room, baby?" He didn't wait for an answer. Instead, he lunged at Carl and grabbed bottomlickers him by the throat, clenching his other hand into a fist.
 "Can you hear me, Daddy bottomlickers?"
 "Listen to Angie, Daddy," Angie went bottomlickers on. "Nothing bad is happening here."
 "When you hear bottomlickers the bell bottomlickers, it means Angie welcome wants you to bottomlickers come play butler. You will come to Angie's room bottomlickers and play butler for Angie bottomlickers and her friend when bottomlickers you bottomlickers hear the bell."
 "Yes, Angie bottomlickers," Phil agreed. "Play butler bottomlickers . . . for Angie and her friend . . . when I hear the bell."
 "Good bottomlickers, Daddy ." Angie waved a hand bottomlickers toward the bottomlickers door. "Go bottomlickers 'way now and watch TV, Daddy."
 "Angie's bottomlickers going to bottomlickers send you home soon, Carl bottomlickers," she told him. "When welcome Angie does , you will not remember coming over here. You will bottomlickers not remember what happened bottomlickers here. Do bottomlickers you understand, Carl?"
 "Yes, Angie." Moving like a sleepwalker, Carl dressed himself, then stood welcome waiting.
 The bottomlickers sexy young hypnotist steered bottomlickers her deeply entranced subject out through her bedroom door, down the hall, down to the first floor and then out the front door. Smiling, she watched bottomlickers as he walked over to his house and went bottomlickers inside.
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