C. Fuller Gallery fill?" It's all in the name, Catherine. You wondered who M.C. Fuller is?" Yes!" Whoever they were, she hoped they were gorgeous, and...that she could blow them or eat them."There is no M.C. Fuller, Catherine. The M.C. stands for mind-control. It's a play on words."Fuck. No Miles Carpenter Fuller to blow. No Melinda Charisma Fuller to drink."Catherine? Did you hear me?" Yes, I heard. Mind-control. Mind-control? You mean... What do you mean? What does mind-control have to do with. It was to be the grand wedding between my brother and Heather. My parents had gotten together with Heather's parents and planned a huge event in our town.The wedding was to be held in the grand ballroom at the local Hotel. Almost 20 rooms had been put aside for the honored guest and family of the bride. About 30 more rooms were rented by people at the wedding on reduced rates. At first my brother stated he didn't even want me at the wedding but finally gave in to the wishes of my parents and. They have veryup-to-date policies about employees who are finding their gender identity.Why, you could have a complete sex change and it would be all right bythem." He felt queasy. Didn't she understand his concerns? She pattedhim on the arm and went on, "But don't fret, Eve. I don't want you madecompletely female. Just enough to finish turning you into my lesbiangirlfriend." He bit his lips and shuddered. She was in control and hiswants were being ignored. And the guy who was preparing. The younger female had dozed off with her head on Sister Angelique's shoulder and her face was slowly starting to slide down onto the top of her breast so that her breath and quivering lips were almost at the point of exciting her nipple to perk up and be extended in search of some attention.The female called Baby Girl was not amused by this set of circumstances and kept her arm tightly wrapped around the younger girl's waist as if she was the chain that made Nana her property and no.