”Her voice was compelling, and somehow I was influenced into believing that I should do this.My hostess watched keenly as I teasingly disrobed, undr...ssing as if I was a striptease girl by lewdly swaying my hips only pausing when I reached my matching pink silk bra and panties. The lingerie purchased with Arianne in mind.I was feeling unusually braver now, slutty even as I stood there with Marion’s eyes feasting upon me. She smiled again, nodding approvingly her eyes settling on my remaining. I made myself invisible and decided to see if walking through locked doors would also work on an iron gate. I eased my way forward and was able to easily pass through not only the gate but the door too. When I got inside I saw two masked men with guns drawn holding about a dozen customers hostage. A third man was going from teller to teller getting the cash from their drawers. I figure I had to do something pretty quick so I took a deep breath and said "Time stop."Immediately everybody was. He grinned. Slipping the pie off the shelf."No, I wouldn't do that," he thought silently though he'd considered it briefly. He could just hear the questions the following day. "What happened to my pie?" his mother would ask. "Certainly you didn't eat that entire thing all by yourself!"Paul again laughed to himself, considering his answer. "No mother, I decided to fuck it instead, after which of course I had to throw it away as I'd added a little of my own whipped cream to the recipe."Paul. "Still?" Yes, you know what he did? He bought me one of those silly showers that fit over the taps and told me to use that, the tight git!" she stormed."Do what Jan does with me and tell him he's not getting any till he gets it sorted," I chuckled."Christ, he'd welcome that. Last time I practically raped him because he's forgotten what it's for. I'd never get anything done then and Lord I love my nooky," she giggled."Guess you'll have to get someone in," I said."Tight bastard won't go for.