"Hello Beth. Hello Susie. Itis quite nice to see you also." Hello, Mr. Kenneth, welcome to our home," Beth replied.Susie was shy and stood behind me."...om, will be right down," I assured him."Ah, yes. Well, good things are worth waiting for," he saiddiplomatically.I noticed that Mr. Kenneth was not wearing his black outfit. Instead,he had on tan pants with a pleated front, dark green shoes that lookedlike alligator, a matching belt and a dark green shirt, probably silk,buttoned at the neck and. Lucy looked into his eyes and simply nodded. Matt’s fingers returned between her thighs, and his finger expertly penetrated her, drawing another deep gasp from her pursed lips, followed by a slow, cooing moan. His finger gently penetrated and emerged, stroking and caressing her, finding her swollen clit. He whispered again, “And you want me to have this?” Again, Lucy simply nodded, her body squirming at Matt’s touch, his body rigid and heated and hard at hers.“Mmmm,” Matt softly groaned again. Our times together late at night on the phone had resulted in hypnotic conditioning for Laura that I initiated now with my trigger words.“Laura," I said, "listen carefully - Davy Crockett." Immediately, her eyes glazed over as I instructed her further, "Your body is responding, becoming fluid in the sensations as they flow through you. You have been here before; your orgasm is approaching like a tsunami. Can you feel it?" Yes, Sir." Your skin is alive with tingling waves that ripple through. Rubbing her head, she giggled. In the kitchen lights her returned aura was barely visible, but it flashed bright green as she laughed."Moosic?" she asked. She had a high piping voice, like a flute talking."Music?" I replied. "You want music?" Yas, moosic."I started to go get my guitar, then stopped myself. I knew the perfect tune for her, and I needed my piano for that.Elton John's "Tiny Dancer" just seemed to fit.She followed me into my living room, zipping around leaving sparkling trails in.