"Yes, Mr. Bennett," Rhonda enter said. She giggled and began peeling off her brassiere, undulating and humming a little strip-club cunts tune girls to herself hairy. She dangled the garment hairyteencunts in front of him briefly, then threw it cunts away. After that, she went still hairy again, beautiful boobs swaying freely mere inches from his face.

Rhonda hairyteencunts shuddered, picturing herself trying to explain how hairyteencunts just a few words from a patient had had her doing a strip teen act for him. She'd be lucky just to lose her job. "As for coming back here," Paul went on, "of course you will, if it's hairyteencunts part nude teen girls of your normal duties. And hairy you'll do everything you can to make sure it continues to be part of your duties, won't you?"

Now, Paul mused, I find out whether nude my commands hold once she nude teen girls's not hairyteencunts near hairy me hairyteencunts. If they don't, the next enter voice hairy I hear may be enter coming from a police officer. And on that happy hairyteencunts note, he went back to sleep.

"How hairyteencunts are we doing, Mr. Bennett?" the middle-aged hairy man in the clean hairyteencunts white hairy coat asked. "Your chart indicates you nude teen girls're making a girls pretty good recovery, but the charts don't show everything."

His eyes fell on the expensive watch on cunts the doctor's right wrist. A gold Rolex, it undoubtedly hairyteencunts cost teen more than he made in three months as an insurance salesman hairyteencunts. Why shouldn't he have teen one?

Paul hairyteencunts blanched. It hadn hairy't worked. Was--whatever it was--gone? Or had it never been real at all? Had his puppeting of Nurse Rhonda hairy been nothing hairy more than an anesthetic-induced dream? He had to find out.

"Hello, Mr. Bennett," the girl said girls. She was a petite, slender black girl, younger nude than Rhonda. She had a special voice of her own, low and nude husky.

"Shh," Paul said. "Not another word." Instantly, Jasmine fell silent, looking scared.

After a couple of minutes, Paul was satisfied. Jasmine was clearly under hairyteencunts his control hairyteencunts, just as Rhonda had enter been earlier.

"Jasmine hairyteencunts," he addressed her, "it's hairy time to come back to reality. You had fun pretending hairy to be a cunts dancer teen, but you have patients who need nude teen girls you."

"Jasmine, I know you're probably upset with me, even girls though you don't show it," he addressed her. "Forget about it. Completely. Nothing girls unusual happened here, except that you had hairy a little daydream hairy about being a dancer. Nod your head if your mind accepts this girls as true hairy."

The test had been convincing. If he'd wanted, he was teen sure he could hairy have made Nurse Jasmine strip and thrash in ecstasy as hairy he'd done to Rhonda. Perhaps another time. When he was a little stronger hairyteencunts, perhaps he could--persuade--both of them to do even hairyteencunts more than that, with him or even nude each other.

Over the next few days, cautious experimentation teen confirmed Paul's guesses and expanded his hairy understanding of his new abilities. As he'd thought, he could control women but not men. The hairy--influence, whatever it was, could manipulate not hairy only actions but memories and cunts thoughts, and suggestions seemed not to wear off enter, at least in the teen short term. It didn't hairyteencunts work over teen the enter phone, unless he hairy specifically told his target face-to-face nude teen girls ahead of time to hairy respond to hairyteencunts phone commands.

Paul was feeling much stronger, and much more confident teen. A nude teen girls week after returning home, he hairy went back to hairy work.

His immediate supervisor was a woman, Charlene Sands. Bennett hairy had heard all the stories girls about how she'd slept her way to the top (or at least to middle management). He wasn't sure he believed hairy them, but it was certainly enter possible nude teen girls. She had the looks for it, tanned skin, a "killer bod" only somewhat concealed by hairy the tailored business attire she wore, glossy black hair, green eyes enter behind elegantly-framed glasses. She had the manipulative temperament hairy for it, too.

Until now.

He didn't have to wait long for hairy his opportunity. He'd hardly had a enter chance hairyteencunts to clock in and sit hairy down at his desk when his phone rang. It was nude her hairy.

"I don hairyteencunts't blame her for being angry. If it teen were me, I'd be hairyteencunts suing." Ms. Sands reached up a hand to hairyteencunts tip her glasses down, then looked at him over the rims. "As it is, she's cancelling one of our biggest nude teen girls accounts. Unless," she smiled grimly, "we fire you. She's willing to keep her insurance, even under the circumstances, on that hairyteencunts condition."

Well, it didn hairy't matter now.

It was the perfect opening.

Charlene gasped, her face reddening. "It, it's not right," she protested weakly. "You shouldn't. I hairyteencunts, I mustn't. I enter . . . what's happening to me?"

"RRRRRARRRRRR." Charlene launched herself across her teen desk at him, knocking him out of his chair. The two of them went down in a heap hairy. Then, for hairyteencunts a time, both hairy of them forgot about everything but each other.

Eventually cunts, they got up again. A disheveled Ms. Sands reassembled her clothing, as did Paul. The female executive's reading glasses had gotten enter smashed as the two of them had thrashed around together. She produced hairy another pair from the top left drawer of her desk, and put them on.

Yes teen, sir, he thought to himself as he gave his hairy tie a hairy final straightening tug hairyteencunts before opening the door hairy, things were definitely looking up.