I was surprised at how easily I was remembering who he had hypnotized. The names came to me in a chronological order. I sat there and recorded each na...e and what their relationship was to me. I then got up and handed the list to Ryan. After viewing the list he asked me about the trigger phrase for each of them. I was basically the same as mine. The only difference being the name was changed for the person being put under. I walked Ryan to the door, kissed him goodbye and went to bed. When I. Once in the room, Angel flops on her back, enjoying the softness of the king size bed. I drop our bags and join her on the bed, and as we lay in silence, I hold her hand.After lying there for a while, I sit up and pull her to me. I reach down and lift her leg, Angel doesn’t say a word as I remove her shoe and sock. She raises her other leg and I remove the shoe and sock from her delicate foot."I would really like to take a shower, Master," she says. "I have all this road dust on me and I feel. Very quickly . . . the purplish pink shaft angled its way towards where he had pulled down the fabric and as he opened up the pocket, the acorn-like crown touched his thumb. He pretended to have difficulty taking out the joint he had rolled earlier that morning . . . which allowed Amanda to view his now fully visible stiff cock head as he finally rescued it.“Michael . . . cover yourself up. . . and what’s that?” she asked curiously. Michael was amused by her. Gee, I wonder what I should do? Spend it with mom inside watching television or... well you know the answer to that one. Amy and I have been friends it seems like forever and even dated the same boys in school. Amy has short punky black hair and gorgeous big green eyes like her mom who by the way looks like a model. Like me, Amy is petite and has small tits and a cute little ass that all the boys want to have. But we both made a deal that whoever fucks first has to wait for the next one to fuck.