I slipped onto all fours next to Alex and peered up under the sink. I had no idea what I was looking at, but I really didn’t care, just so long as I...was next to him. Even though I tried to keep my towel from coming loose, I couldn’t. Alex, I was sure, had a perfect shot at my cleavage as I crawled next to him and peered up under the sink. “Can you hand me a pipe wrench?” Alex asked. I had no idea what a pipe wrench was. Alex described the tool. I turned and crawled over to the tool box, giving. "Thank you," I said, taking the clothes from her. I could see Jack almostreach out for them so I held them behind my back, clearly indicating I hadno intention of giving them to him. Instead, I went to my mother'skitchen, found a pair of scissors and went back to the living room, whereI cut up my husband's clothes before a flabbergasted audience."What on Earth are you doing, Stephanie?" my mom finally spoke."I thought it was pretty self explanatory," I said, "I'm cutting up myhusband's clothes,. I looked across at the sofa. Vee and Sian were sitting cross legged with their tea mugs, watching intently. I was going to have to perform with an audience, but that didn't feel like a problem right now.I rubbed my face across Julie's lower belly. Her skin was soft, smooth and fragrant. I looked up at her; her eyes were screwed shut and she was biting her lip. I went on. Her bush was a neat pile of short blonde hair, long enough to be soft and not bristly, and short enough that I could clearly. What is the message?"An unfamiliar voice, quite human, began to speak. "You don't know who I am, and I'm using a voice not my own so that you won't try to figure it out. If I understand you and the women you're with, some things have come up that will mess you up if you worry about them too much. I'm going to try to resolve those worries, or at least give you something else to worry about."First up, if you're worried that the women have been mind-controlled into loving you, don't be. They're.