Just imagine a spiral spinning on the ceiling, and watch it as it turns. Can you do that?’ John looked up at the ceiling, trying to picture a spiral...projected onto the white paint. ‘Yes,’ he said. He imagined it gently turning, just like the spiral he’d seen on the website that first got him interested in hypnosis. He tried not to think about how excited he’d gotten, listening to the recorded induction and actually feeling himself go into a hypnotic trance. ‘Very good,’ Deanna said. Her voice. "Uh, Warren," Peg said seriously. "You're taking her up to your room?" C'mon, Mom. She just wants to see it." Uh-huh." Really," Sophia smiled, as the disappeared around the corner and up the stairs."C'mon, Peg," Ellen smiled. "They're not going to do anything with all of us down here. Don't you trust them?"Peg smiled at that. "Yeah, you're right. However, I do find it hard to trust anything involving a fourteen year old boy's hormones, a bed, and a girl as pretty as Sophia."The three parents. Thus she'd arrived two months previously at Heinlein Station and taken command of the outpost that orbited among the jagged bits of debris that surrounded a star with no planets. Otherwise the Confederacy AI had admitted the area would probably have been a prime target, as it was it was behind the line of the Sa'arm advance. The station AI had squawked about the fact that the fast courier that had delivered Marguerite had insisted that the pod she'd occupied be added to the station. How the AI. Your skin is so softand smooth." "So is yours. That new hair remover really does the job."I began on her small feet, glorying in being permitted to pamper her,remembering her easy confidence when she had been on the dance floorwith those handsome men.She kept me at it for quite a while. Then it was time for theinevitable, a prolonged session of me pleasing her with my practicedmouth. After my Goddess had been shaken by three orgasms, she invitedme to lie alongside her. Rosy's talented.