Its name waspainted in faded script above the window; '.....(somethingindecipherable) followed by 'R US'. "Um, that looks like a shop wherethey might ...ot be too particular about the restrictions on the quantityof drugs they are allowed to sell to a single customer," Christophermused. "With that 'US' in the name it could be a branch of an Americancompany." He lurched his way up to the door and entered.Inside the shop proved to be as he had anticipated. A long, mahoganycounter ran across the back. As if I was going to skip this song, Brittany replied with a smirk. The teens drove down the road singing at the top of their lungs. Justins eyes wandered over to Brittany, who was dancing in her seat. Watching her body in motion was complete bliss. Her Mexican side was coming out as she wiggled against the constraints of her seat. Glancing as often as he dared, while still keeping his eyes on his road, Justin was getting very aroused. Damn, girl, if you keep dancing like that, Ima just turn. Susan's idea it turned out was extreme to say the least. She had beenconsulting an experimental program introduced to soften troublesome males.It ranged from lowering testosterone levels to mellow them in mild cases tocomplete feminization of body and mind in "lost causes". According to theconsultation and scores Susan received for Jessie, he was off the chartsand would require "complete feminization" to function as a worthwhilemember of society. "Amanda dear, you said it yourself that Jessie. If he dumps his pheromones with all of us around, he'll wind up doing all of us right after he screws you unconscious." You two really believe this, don't you?"Arlene, looking exasperated, stared hard at Susan. "Meemi, he has given me orgasms just holding and tenderly kissing me. He doesn't need his pheromones; he does something with his mind that he calls a push. Instead of pushing his pheromones, he pushes something in our minds. It's like he turns on a switch. We orgasm whenever he wants us.