I had cultivated that for him, dressing up as schoolgirls for him to fuck as part of our roleplay.It was so hot.“So I can make people do whatever I ...ant with this,” I said. “It’s a mind-control device.”“Ooh, wow,” Natalie said, her curly, black hair swaying about her face. Her large breasts swayed as she leaned over. “Like what do you make people do?”“Like fuck,” I said, my pussy on fire.“That’s so naughty.” Natalie giggled. “If Reverend Peters saw you doing this.”“I know!” I giggled. “Want to. “You’re not drinking” “No I didn’t come for a drink” he smiled and nodded.Downing his beer he said “Ok” as I necked mine we stood up and walked outside to my car, it started to rain so I went and parked in a lonely car park at the bottom of town, under a bridge. Parking up we had a cigarette and I noticed he was wearing a white T shirt and trousers I had a blue shirt and jeans on.We finished our cigs and threw them out of the window, turning to face each other we smiled as my left arm d****d. It was Tuesday night, so that means it was Excel. I walked in there nervous, wondering how I was going to fit in, how well I was going to do in class, if I was even going to get it at all. There were others like me, though I don't think any had it quite as bad. Most of the class was bored. They were there because they had to be. This bright and perky kid with the hair and the most piercing blue eyes you've ever seen came in the place. All she was missing was a sweatshirt that said "Princess". Joni is brought up, along with the fact that Tara is going to miss her daughter being home and waking up on Christmas morning. Galen tries to bring the subject of his father around to get her mind off of it. Eventually, Tara begins to complain about being tired all of a sudden. She expresses her dismay at not being awake when her husband, Rufus, gets home.Once the woman is passed out completely, Galen finishes off his cup of hot chocolate. Then he picks her up and carries her down the hall to.