The rain streaking down the window made it hard to make out the figure the hand belonged to. Joyce’s breathing sped up in fear as she dialed the las... number and held up the phone in trembling hands. All she got back was a dial tone. The phone was disconnected!“What do you want? Leave me alone!”The figure outside the booth stepped around and slid something into the handle of the booth’s door. Joyce was confused at first but gasped as she realized they’d just barred her inside the booth! She. “Maybe we should just do it.” “I… Lisa, I don’t know if I can.” “Don! I can’t get a conviction. It’s my career. Everything I’ve studied for, for two years, gone like that. Don looked at Lisa sympathetically, his growing cock now making a distinct impression through the cotton of his trousers."Anyway, you obviously can!” added Lisa, pointedly. Lisa turned round and gripped her panties and looked the store detective in the eye. “We'll do it.” “Oh good.” With that, Lisa rolled her panties down. I shut the door behind us.She stood there in silence for a moment, her eyes burning into me. When she spoke, her voice could barely contain her fury."So we're all your slaves now? You can control us so much that you can make a light elf and a dark elf act like lovers?" It looks that way," I said in a soft voice. Although the horny teenager inside of me was jumping for joy at being able to control women, my conscience was trying to rein me in, trying to tell me that this was not a good power to. They ate their dinner, again resuming their conversation. Peter asked Susan about herself, her life and her work. Susan talked openly about what she did both on and away from work, describing her interests and hobbies. She felt somewhat awkward at asking Peter about himself, but found once that she did, he spoke freely about his work and interests. As they ate, he then guided the conversation to Susan’s sexual history. He asked her how many lovers she’d had. Susan explained that she’d had only.