“It’s with your usual mail.”I walked over to the rack on the wall in the short hallway that led to the nanny room and retrieved a pink envelope ...ith neat handwriting and an image of a cherry blossom. I took the letter opener from the small shelf at the bottom of the rack and carefully slit the flap of the envelope. I extracted the card, which had a cherry blossom on it, opened it, and read the neat handwriting.Steve-chan, I promised to write, and I do so as soon as I was able to purchase this. " For whatever it's worth, your welcome. By the way, what ever happenedto Deirdre?"Ula looked at her watch. "Turning back time for your brain, about, say,fifteen minutes should do, and ...hmm, I could also turn back your bodyclock oh, say ten years; not so much that people would be toosuspicious, but enough to make a difference to you."What are you talking ab-"Ula grabbed her hand again, and Pia's eyesight blacked out. When sheopened them, she was alone. Hadn't there been a mother of a. Saying stuff I want her to say. Even stuff that I’m not voicing out loud. Stuff I might just be thinking.It’s not until I was balls deep in the ginger that I start thinking that I am controlling her with my mind. As I thrust into the P.A., my mind starts to wander about the kind of fun I can have with this kind of power. This will be able to help my career. I’ll never have to audition again if I don’t want to.I pull out of Eileen and start jerking off in front of her face. She sticks her tongue. She couldn't remember exactly but she was pretty sure she had had at least five drinks. Maybe six. However many it was, she was feeling no pain."How are you to drive?" she asked."A little buzzed, but not too bad. How about you?" Not a chance." Do you need a ride somewhere?" he asked. She noticed that he said somewhere instead of home. Did he want take her to his apartment? Although at this point she REALLY wanted to go back to his apartment with him, there was still a little part of her brain.