Justin found himself back in Mother’s bedroom and just could not resist picking up a nice lacy bra, panties and a brown suspender belt, with some br...wn stockings. He took them back to his bedroom, with a pair of mother's brown shoes, and took a photo on his phone to upload to his new Flickr account, “I_Love_Panties”. After his usual wank in panties, he tossed the lingerie in the wash-basket below his PJ’s but he had got sloppy. He did not bury the lingerie far enough down in the basket to. A new email. Confirmation that it was on the way. I swallowed at that. I had done it. I had a paper trail now connecting me to the subject.I stared at that email. I kept reading it over and over again. It was on the way. It would be here in a few days. I even had a tracking number. I could monitor it traveling to me. This was insane. What was I going to do with a mind-control device?What couldn't I do with a mind-control device?I swallowed, this pit forming in my stomach. If it truly controlled. They both reached down and went for each others belts, now very aroused and ready to go. Both belts were quick, and pants were wriggled out of. Soon, both girls were naked, save their thongs. Louise was laying down on the bed, and Marie was kneeling between her legs, staring down at her lover. Now, Marie began, beginning to talk in the seductive way they talked to each other. As she began, she leaned over and touched Louises thong. She felt how wet Louise was under the tiny fabric. I am about. I also told him that he could go home at six; I’d handle the evening until closing. I had something in mind and it would be a memory to last for more than a few days. There was a problem sitting anyway; it would only get a little worse.Most Sundays and Mondays are slow days; I was counting on this Sunday night to be the same as always. I’d asked him to take me over his knee and add to the damage with another spanking then; after dinner when we were alone, paddle me. He could decide when I’d had.