Bushhunter Angie Baby Bushhunter

     She sat on her bed and kicked off her shoes, a very adult pair of high-heeled white pumps bushhunter for someone with such a childish persona. She stuck one long leg bushhunter out and slowly, slowly bushhunter peeled off a bushhunter long seamed nylon stocking, then repeated the process with the other leg.
     He already had a bushhunter plan, one he'd worked out months ago. He'd just never quite worked up the bushhunter nerve to carry it out bushhunter. After tonight, though, he just had to go through with it bushhunter!
     Angie hadn't seen him. She was off bushhunter to one side, singing bushhunter softly to herself as she teased her hair in front of a bushhunter mirror bushhunter on top bushhunter of a dresser. The bushhunter noise he made climbing bushhunter in caught her attention, though, and she spun toward him with a little bushhunter gasp.
     "Very bushhunter nice bushhunter," Carl murmured politely. He was more interested in bushhunter her boobs than her bauble, but despite himself, his eyes began bushhunter to track the shiny object as it swung slowly back and forth.
     "Keep watching Angie's magic stone," the girl instructed. "Follow it with your eyes, your mind, your soul bushhunter. It's the most important thing in the world bushhunter to watch bushhunter Angie's magic stone and bushhunter listen to Angie 's voice, watch Angie's magic stone and let Angie's voice tell you what to do, what bushhunter to think, what 's true bushhunter, what's real. Follow the stone, back and forth, back welcome and bushhunter forth, yes, that's right, do as Angie says, back and forth, because bushhunter Angie has the bushhunter magic bushhunter stone, back and welcome forth, yes, that bushhunter's bushhunter right.
     "Now bushhunter," she went on, "Angie's going to put bushhunter the stone away, with you on it, between Angie's breasts bushhunter. When Angie bushhunter does this, you bushhunter will feel yourself enveloped by the softness of Angie's breasts bushhunter. You will see it bushhunter, smell it, taste it bushhunter, and bushhunter the pleasure will bushhunter be overpowering. You will let yourself go, let yourself bushhunter get lost in bushhunter the feeling, lost in bushhunter the bushhunter pleasure."
     "Yes," Carl said. "Anything bushhunter Angie says bushhunter."
     "You will bushhunter do anything Angie says because Angie's magic stone holds your soul now."
     "Have sex with Angie," Carl answered with mindless honesty.
     Angie turned around. "Daddy?"
     "Yes, Angie," Phil Cordero said meekly.
     Angie rummaged through her bedside table and brought out a bushhunter little bell. She rang it once and said, "Go back bushhunter and watch TV, Daddy. Forget you welcome came in here. Forget what happened bushhunter in here. Watch TV, and relax bushhunter. Don't pay attention to any sounds you hear coming from Angie's room, except," another little ring , "this bell. Do you bushhunter understand what Angie wants, Daddy?"
     Carl bushhunter was still standing there, blank-eyed , waiting for his next bushhunter command . She addressed him: "Carl, do you still want to have sex with Angie bushhunter?"
     Shortly, Phil Cordero appeared. He'd changed bushhunter clothes, putting on black trousers and jacket, white shirt, black vest and bushhunter bow tie. This wasn't the first time Angie had had her daddy play butler, and he had a costume all ready, though he didn't remember buying it and never noticed it in his closet until Angie bushhunter gave the right suggestion.
     Finally Angie addressed her hypnotized boy toy again.
     "Good boy, Carl," Angie praised him bushhunter. She bushhunter pulled the pendant bushhunter out and held it before Carl's face; his eyes widened and locked on immediately. "The memory of what happened here will stay here with Angie bushhunter's magic stone, the magic stone which holds your soul safe for Angie. Do bushhunter you understand?"
     "Yes bushhunter, Angie."
     "Very good, Carl," Angie said again. "And when you go home tonight, what will happen?"
     Satisfied, Angie said, "Very bushhunter good, Carl. Get dressed now."
     The sexy bushhunter young hypnotist steered her deeply entranced subject out through her bedroom door bushhunter, down the hall, down to the first floor and then out the front door. Smiling, she watched as he walked over to his bushhunter house and went inside bushhunter.
     Maybe bushhunter tomorrow, he thought. Yes bushhunter, tomorrow was bushhunter soon enough to bushhunter show Angie Cordero how bushhunter a real man took charge.