Now, I’d seen him do his show hundreds of times, and had seen him in the back rooms of countless clubs for ‘private sessions’ (guess what kind o... sessions those were?), so it seemed to me I knew how this hypnotism thing went down. If a somewhat goofy-looking middle-aged guy like him could put girls into trance, why couldn’t I? The answer was, of course, that I could, and very soon did. I tried Dayna first, because I knew she was susceptible, and after an hour’s ‘relaxation exercises’ she was. She really liked Grandpa. He was so calm. He never rushed even when working in his vegetable and herb garden. She liked his sense of humor, too. The way the corners of his eyes would crinkle before having fun was really nice. And he’d never get flustered ... except for a few days ago at the lake.Rachael smiled at the memory. Grandpa had actually become flustered! Just remembering, Rachael felt herself respond. Her feet and fingers tingled. Her body felt hot and her stomach felt hollow. Her. 'Carol squirmed in her seat and blushed again. I'd asked for a few iced strawberries for us to share with our Mimosas while waiting for our food. Picking a large, ripe one, I dipped it into a small bowl of cream. Reaching across the table, I gave her the choice of ignoring the large strawberry I was offering her or biting into it. She bit. Using a fingertip to wipe away a drop of red juice from her lip, letting her watch me suck on the finger, 'I bet you're thinking about how it will feel. " But--that's what lesbians do!" Rachel gasped."Sure. But I ain't a lesbian, don't worry about that. I just like to suck cunts. There's a difference."Rachel blinked. Maybe so, but it seemed like a very strange difference to her. Could a girl be a cunt-lapper without being a dyke? It was an interesting idea. Rachel remembered how she had tasted her own cunt juice earlier, when she was finger-fucking herself. It had been delicious. Maybe she could understand why a normal girl would want to suck a.