Amara did her thing, and in an instant, we and my room were clean. I can’t imagine how many bed sheets we saved and showers we avoided, thanks to th...t handy little trick of hers.Laying there in the post-sex marathon bliss, I asked Amara to explain about the implanted memories. She had the innate ability to blend seamlessly into every aspect of the life of whomever she was bonded to. To everyone else, Amara was a foreign exchange student who was spending the year studying abroad. My mother. It went on for weeks and weeks. At times I hurt so badly that I couldn't take my shirt off, because it was impossible to raise my arms.Winnie came along at a time when I felt like I had stopped making progress and was nothing but a punching bag for Captain Psycho. She encouraged me, helped train me, comforted me when it got too much, and was there during those times when I need help to get my shirt off.Today was the day.I didn't see it coming, but when Captain Psycho brought both hands up to. He grabbed his son by the arm and pulled him out from behind it.?Boy! Tell me what the hell is going on out here??The boy looked at his father and then at his sister.?Ah? Umm???Come out with it boy!??There?s? something in the woods,? the boy managed to tell him.?Is this true???Yes, Father,? / ?No Father,? both children answered at the same time.Angrily the father asked, ?Which is it???She?s lying,? / ?He?s lying,? they both answered again.Extremely aggravated at this point, the father grabbed. I waved at all the little ones as I made my way back to undress. Sherry, who played my helper elf, packed up the camera, supplies and money, then joined me in the back. I loved how the elf costume looked on her. Almost too tight for her young buxom coed body. As I started taking off my jacket and "Santa" beard, she thanked me for another smooth day. She can't believe how calm I can remain, as some of the customers (as she likes to call them), alternate between hyper, scared, and just plain.