Jemma sat down on her knees in front of Mike, and began to take off her top while getting Mike to listen to her enchanting voice. Mike didn’t notice...that she wasn’t wearing a bra as his gaze was locked on her crystal. ‘Good boy, relax now into my hypnotic trance, and relax for me. You cannot resist looking into my crystal and obeying my voice. Can you?’ ‘No Jemma.’ Replied Mike in a flat voice. Jemma’s perfume now clouded round Mike, deepening his trance, making it impossible for him to resist. She never opened her eyes as he massaged her tits and pinched her nipples, while his tongue worked against hers and their lips ground together. I heard her moan my name again just before my door opened and I was dragged from the car.Looking around I saw four men, actually three men and a teenager - not counting the man that was still fondling and kissing my wife. As two of them held me, the teenager climbed behind the wheel of my car and slid across the seat toward my wife. Struggling against. My car is in the shop and I need to pay to get it." She said as I went out the door.I got in the car and took a sip of my coffee and heard the 6 o'clock news coming on. For some reason it hit me that she worked until 6 a.m. and her car was in the shop. I got back out of my car and went to the door."How are you getting home if your car is in the shop?" I'll call a cab, that's how I got here." I go right by your place, do you want a ride?" I asked with really no other intention than to give her a. But I have just one more question." Go ahead." What are you doing in that thing?" Teaching Tiffany to drive. We'll follow you there."I could not help crying just then. I was seriously touched by the fact that they felt that way. I was not alone anymore. I had a lover and I had support. High school might actually be enjoyable after all.And I was proud of how skillfully Tiffany was piloting the Flying Dutchman. Outside of that parking lot incident, she did not trigger the automatic avoidance.