The commode being the best place for me to sit, in so allowing me to spread wide and run my fingers along my camel toes. The mucus I could feel in m... vagina walls when I thrust my finger inside deeply. Once again bringing my finger coated slime fingers to my mouth. I notice that I tasted just a little bit different then my mother’s secretion outline in her panties. Hers is so much sweeter and thick. My clit so, so sensitive as my finger touches it. It was sending a big wave. Theft was simple - no onecould deny her anything to her face, but Linn hated how artificialeverything felt. No one gave her anything because they wanted to, noone wanted HER because they wanted to. Above all, her influence wastransient. Since victims had no conscious awareness of what happenedwhile they were under her control, she could not force anyone to changehow they thought. Not with her Gift alone at least. Observation andexperimentation taught Linn how to use words, both from her. Then enjoy the peep show. The cardboard was big enough in size to accommodate me to get through.It was perfectly hidden on the back wall of the cabinet behind the clothes and nobody would notice. I was feeling proud of myself for having that creative engineering mind. I was thinking that no wonder I got admission in engineering college because of my freaky talents.Well, I gave a try of that secret closet opening and sneaked into my bedroom successfully. However, before I sneaked back in my. ” “He’s not going home?” Her tone lowered an octave. “Mum’s on her own, I’m afraid,” the registrar explained. “There’s no family to help and she can’t get time off work. Hospice is the best option at this stage.” “Okay.” The blonde nodded, making a few notes as they moved off. Sally and Jess watched them from behind the desk. Every footstep took an eternity. Even the clock above their station seemed to tick slower. All the time in the world to reconsider. It was crazy. How could they? How could.