What?”“That’s when you see Joe. Friday night is...” I pulled myself up before adding ‘Anita’ since Joe wouldn’t like that. “Not a nigh... that you see Joe.”Mel was looking at me a bit funny by then. “Yes, it’s Friday night. I’d usually be... doing something else, but I thought I’d come and surprise him. Where is he?”“He didn’t tell me what to do if this happened.”She started speaking slower. “Do you mean he didn’t tell you where he was going?”I thought about it. I knew who he was with, because. " he paused, unsure what to say, then continued, "I never meant to..." he hesitated, then said simply, "I'm sorry," and was silent.Tammy looked at him with an unreadable expression and said, "Do it again."He looked quizzically at her. "What?" Do it again." You mean apologize again? I'm sorry." No, not apologize. Do IT again." On the word 'it', her eyes looked pointedly at his crotch, then returned to his face.Both guys' jaws dropped open."You mean...you mean..." he stammered."Yes, come back. She was not happy about that but she didn’t say anything and I apologized and that I couldn’t control my feelings, asked her not to share with the parents.She cried with me and she calmed me and tried to understand my feeling.And she took me to the dining hall and feed me with her own hands.In those days everything went normal and I couldn’t muster the courage to do anything after that.But after that incident, my sister took extra care about me and she started feeling for me.She used to hug me. I received those panties in the post this morning and I felt compelled to put them on, thats why I was wearing them when we met. Similary when you put your stockings on me I felt compelled to wear them and not take them off straight away. Then when I get home I get a bra heels and a wig through the post and here I am sitting with it all on. have you ever heard of something like that happening?" Well I have heard of some mystic spells that can be put on objects that force the person to behave.