She puts her jacket on but leaves it unbuttoned. So now we’re off for a coffee, I stand back to let me drink in her full look knowing what’s not o... underneath and love it! I’m whispering to her as we walk telling her how good she looks and how her tits bounce as she walks, telling her that the guy in the truck over there is admiring her, that guy with the k**s did a double take all things like this and she walks taller as we go. I purposely don’t talk about anything remotely play or sex related. I could hear his angry breathing on the other end of the phone.“Leanne you bitch, where the hell are you,” he shouted, and I could almost imagine that I was able to feel his mind through the phone’s connection. Then, with a start, I realized that I actually could feel his mind. He was angry, but not because she wasn’t there, not entirely. The house was a mess from her taking her things, and he used her as a maid, and a servant since I could tell he was hungry. I flexed my mind control ability,. I needed to be fucked, and fucked well.“Tell me Gisela, how do you do it?” Claire asked, referring to Chris, who had just gone to fetch more drinks, drinks which he had not been asked to have.“Why don’t you come back to mine, and I’ll show you,” I giggled.“Mmm, that sounds naughty,” Claire giggled back. “Oh I do hope so, but bring him, I’ve not had anything that big inside me for ages,” I said, suddenly serious.Chris closed the door behind us. I passed him my clutch bag.“Well….we are home. Now. . oh ... and the big motor... 105 horsepower." Daddy likes to show off."My Grandfather has a Bella Figura Type 57 Coupe, it's a pretty nice car, too" Bella Figura?" my Dad asked, "What's that?" A Bugatti. 1938." Wendy said, "he brought it with him when he left Switzerland just before the War."At the mention of Bugatti, Daddy nearly left the roadway. "Bugatti?" He choked. "What does your Grandfather do?" He fixes watches."That proved to be too much for Poppa. He pulled over and turned to look at.