I had fantasised about making Eleanor mine so many times but never let it show and I knew that if I ever did it would be the end of us. In desperation...I had read a book on hypnotism wishing that maybe it could work and I could convince her to fall in love with me. Well now seemed like a good time to try. Her mobile phone had just died and I didn’t have a charger so I knew we wouldn’t be disturbed. I turned off the TV put on some chill out music and softened the lighting. Nothing unusual in. As I was todiscover, D'Arcy's exhibitionism was a 'tell'; a not-so-subtle hint toher deliciously kinky streak, which she loved to exercise behind closeddoors.Exercise it, we did; role-playing, toys, bondage and domination, wetried a little bit of everything in the precious moments we were ableto spend together between our hectic schedules. That was how we foundout really big dildos, like oral sex, made her crazy with lust. Enterthe Manhandler; a thick, veined, beyond-lifelike ten-inch latex. It was a dark store and we were hiding behind a belt rack, but still a guy that worked there saw us and made us leave. We swapped spit again in the elavator to the first floor of the mall, and I could tell all of Jackson's friends were getting jealous and impatient with us, but we couldn't keep our hands off each other. After getting caught a few more times, one of the mall cops threw us out. It was fine with me, because my parents thought I would be there for the rest of the day. I could go. Understandably."What is up with these stuck-up girls?! All they need is some alcohol inthem and they will be so much easier for me to pick up and have my waywith them. That doesn't look like that's going to happen tonight. Hell,it doesn't even look like I will get a kiss at midnight! If there'sanything I could hope for, it's at least a midnight kiss to ring in theNew Year. Dammit! It's almost midnight now! What am I supposed to do?!It's not like I can just wish for a girl! If only I could wish!.