I often stay there at night. My uncle works in Dubai and mostly visits home once a year. My aunt and her children stayed here and were mostly alone. A...nt was a mother of 2 and was in her early thirties. Since my teenage, I enjoyed staring at her assets. She had big boobs and a nice ass. She was a figure to die for. Although I used to fantasize about my aunt, I never had a chance to feel her of any sorts. But this incident changed the total scenario.I reached her house, rang the doorbell but no. These pieces of equipment, the people with me, and our equipment were more weight than I ever moved on a hop. It took an immense amount of energy to maintain my focus. I don’t know what my upper weight limit is on a hop, but it felt like this was close to my maximum. Sereine and I were very tired by the time we reached Wayside. We could probably hop an even greater mass, but we would need a much longer recovery time between hops. I think we would be able to hop a significantly larger mass if we. So here we are." When she finished, she asked me, "I told you about Eric and me; now I want to hear about you and Michelle. What's up with you two?" I talked for at least fifteen minutes, telling her about Michelle's story of her and Mike in college then my obsession with her and him. I told her how I met Jacqui, then about Michelle going to Victoria’s Secret with me to ask her for a date. That started Ginger’s giggling all over again. Then I told her Michelle has a boyfriend, Shaun. I left out. "Excellent. Now, I want you to think of your memories -- the memories you hold in your head -- as physical objects floating through space, each one like a small marble. Can you do that for me?"This took a while. "Okay," she said, finally."Very good. Now, remember that these memories are merely marbles floating through space. You can grasp them and manipulate them without being affected by them. Okay?" Okay," Janice was beginning to sway slightly. The drug had reached it's full power."Now.