...For the past 4 months, Mistress never left my mind for more than a fewmoment at a time, every night as I crawled into bed, where ever I was,my mind...would go to her reaching out trying to make her feel my thoughtsof missing her, wanting her, needing her and I had totally given intothe belief after all this time that I couldn't be complete without her.Then one day while I was at work out of the blue came a phone call to mycell phone. It showed up as blocked on my screen and I really. Rohit bola sorry aur usne daali ek ungli chut mein aur finger karte karte nipple chusne laga. Maine bhi eye close kar ke imagine kar rahi thi ki Rohit chod raha hai.Fir 10 minutes mein main bhi jhad gayi aur kapde pahen ke nikalne lagi. Rohit ne darwaje pe pakad ke mujhe smooch karne laga. Rohit pura nanga tha aur uska tight bhi ho gaya tha mein bhi smooch mein magan ho gaya. Fir Rohit mere boobs dabane laga kapdo ke upar.Hum log aise hi lagbhag 25 minutes tak rahe. Fir mujhe laga Rohit ko. Every. Single. Bit. Kissy didn’t know what to expect, maybe screaming? Thrown objects? Insults? She was used to most of them. Instead all she got was the soft click of a door being shut. “Kissy?” Kelly was walking towards her with a soft expression on her face. Kissy nearly broke down crying.“Kissy is this why you won’t shower with the rest of us?” The smirk on the President’s face was unmistakable as it was kind. “Oh you silly little thing.” a hug. A fucking hug. After all this time worrying. You lift the book and your hands burn hot. The liquid slides off the book without leaving a single mark. You open the cover. The very first page reads:The Book of ControlUser, if you are reading this then I, Brandon Harlow, have either died or found you as my successor. Regardless of the circumstances, not even ten books of this thickness would suffice to explain the intricacies of the magic contained within this novel. However, there is ample room to provide instructions on usage, as I.