Richard and I both major in criminal justice and wanted to follow in the footsteps of our respective fathers. Working in law enforcement appeals to me... We need more Black people driving squad cars instead of sitting in the back of them. That’s the kind of change this brother can believe in. My sister Rebecca wants to go into politics. She’s got republican tendencies and we don’t get along all that well. I think she’s going to end up working for Fox News but don’t quote me on that. Rebecca is. We were quiet alone in that section, so as I stood beside him, looking down on the page he was reading, I reached out and picked-up a girls magazine, showing nude men, opened up and admired the cocks, as he stood beside me, mouth open.Putting it back, looking at him and nodding, as a mark of respect, I moved towards the end of the book shelf, noting our isolation once again, I stooped down onto my hunches, and let my legs open for him to look up my skirt.I was now horny myself, and as I looked. “I’m going to count backwards from ten to one. With each number you’re gonna go into a deeper trance, gradually sliding deeper and deeper.” It seemed to be working. Unfortunately Tess didn’t have a clue what she was going to do next. She’d been running on denial so far, but now she had to work out what she actually wanted. She could actually hypnotise him to sleep with her, to be her willing sex slave. The unexpected thought floated tantalisingly in her head. Why not? She fancied him and it. She hesitated, and the two men looked her over, but what the heck? She knew she was a good-looking woman in her tight jeans and a t-shirt, showing off her bulging breasts. Confidently, she walked over to the bar and sat down next to the only customer.He turned to face her - a stout, muscular man with a dark, intense gaze. There was an air of brutality about him that kind of turned her on. The tall, skinny bartender, on the other hand, she couldn't quite figure out. He seemed somewhat detached,.