” “I’ll just have a Coke, thanks.” We sat and conversed for over an hour, Phil telling me about her life with her husband and what had happene... since he passed away three years ago. I told her about our family and where I went to college and that I was majoring in the Arts. Also a bit about my Mom and Dad, and how Dad had just up and left us one day a few years ago, and that we hadn’t heard from him since. My Mom had to work to keep up our standard of living, and how I felt bad about still. Winston's appearance did nothing to help, so he sought some other member of the family. Looking in to the next room, he found the twins still sleeping, obviously used to the children's cries. The bedclothes had slipped somewhat, and arms and legs were exposed to view. Unfortunately, to his mind, nothing more could be seen, so he looked to find Olu or the parents. It was Olu he found next, snoring on his back. Winston shook his friends' bed, and got a reaction. "Olu! Your youngest brother and. Now 3 more deep breathes, and go deeper for me.I will give you some ideas to help and then the voices will not botheryou again."As he went deeper I implanted some suggestions deep inside her mind."Brenna, tomorrow you will give notice at work. You need to concentrateon pleasing Wendy, and can't do both. You will desire to be pretty andfeminine for her. You can't feel sexy unless you are pretty and feminine.You will never have a cock again. You will only have a sissy clitty. Youwill wish you. " Will you watch me?" he asked, confirming that my babysitting charge was certainly a sexual exhibitionist. "You won't ever tell?" I promise. I'd really like to watch you do it, Tucker."The covers slid back and his briefs were down around his ankles. He smiled at me as his dick stood straight up from his lap."Go ahead, Tucker," I urged him and he asked me to hand him the bottle of hand lotion that was in his bedside drawer. He drizzled a line of lotion on his dick and began sliding his hand up.