The mind control is very limited in target and duration but it does have some long-term effects. Also, I'm not really in control. In fact, no one is i... control. So is it really mind control? Confused? I'll try to explain.My name is Charles, but just about everyone calls me Chuckie after a character in the 'Rugrats' cartoons. I hate that show. Everything was normal for me as a c***d. My parents are both lead researchers working together at a university-sponsored medical center. It's very. This man was our old acquaintance, Gaspard Caderousse. His wife, on the contrary, whose maiden name had been Madeleine Radelle, was pale, meagre, and sickly-looking. Born in the neighborhood of Arles, she had shared in the beauty for which its women are proverbial; but that beauty had gradually withered beneath the devastating influence of the slow fever so prevalent among dwellers by the ponds of Aiguemortes and the marshes of Camargue. She remained nearly always in her second-floor chamber,. His cock was dancing, the red ribbon streaming around his shaft with each jump. I licked my lips and looked back to Wendy as she crawled onto the bed. My legs opened up, one lifting up over Chris's legs, to welcome Wendy closer to me.Her head dipped between my legs without hesitation. I wasn't sure, but I think I hear her say she had waited too long for thei smoment to waste it on kissing...I sighed and let my head rock backwards as her lips pressed to my cunt, her tongue plunging into my. "Hi, honey, you're home early," Dan replied."Well, silly," she started, "that's because today's my turn to surprise you and I have your gift in the living room."As soon as the groceries were put away Kay poured Dan a glass of wine and led him to the living room with his eyes closed and his hand in hers. She winked at the girls as she led him inside and sat him on the couch they had moved to the back of the room."Honey, open your eyes," Kay spoke."WOW!" Dan exclaimed as he surveyed the beauties.