So you came inside with the excuse of finding a gift or two for yourself or for others.It didn’t matter about the stories in your opinion as like ma...y of the current generation you believed it to be nothing more than just that, a story. One that was clearly just for publicity as you became one of the many who entered the shop through the simple blue door and found yourself greeted by the sound of bell to signal your entrance into the shop.Closing the door behind you the bell rang once more,. . do you love Auntie Vi?" she whispered into his ear, looking over at the redhead."Uh, yes I do, honey," Mack said, fidgeting in his chair."I could guess from the way your eyes are stuck to her cunt. That's some beautiful red-haired pussy, isn't it?" Joy went on, her voice low.She saw her father blush, but he nodded again. Then she felt his cock stiffening even more."Know what, Daddy?" Joy asked, twitching her moist cunt at his prick."What?" Mack said."If you ask your pretty sister nice, I bet. “Nice to meet you, sir,” I replied.“No need for the ‘sir’ stuff, I like to think that we will comfortable with one another working together, and this interview should be no different.”I nodded.“Unfortunately, there’s been an unexpected change of plans, and I have to fly to a meeting in another city, but the return flight is tonight, so you can come along and do your best to keep up, is that okay?”“That’s fine, trial by fire, right?”“I guess so.”From there the day was a whirlwind, with the ride. You could ‘will’ the temporary to them, tell them something, then in a few days ask them about it and see if they still remember.”“Yeah, but, if they did blab, and forgot everything, then wouldn’t I be telling them accidentally, without them being under the ‘spell’?”No, because, anytime you even think about saying something you shouldn’t, you’ll get a twinge in your gut. Unless you’re actually saying anything, just thinking about it will just give you a slight pang in your gut, like you have to.