All; naked protocol, incest protocolI smiled as clothing began rustling around me while everyone would be okay with incest. That was the first line of...code I’d ever scripted, and one that had worked amazing at the park. The MILF pushed her cart forward a foot and grabbed the belt that held her trendy, golden-cream dress shut. The fabric had the hue of champagne.No one spoke as they stripped. I watched them, the teenage boy popping off his t-shirt while his mother opened her dress, her large. My breasts were in full view of everyone. I was loving this! I reached around and unzipped the zipper to my skirt. As I rocked my hips my short skirt slowly worked its way past my hips and down my legs. I was completely naked and I had their absolute total attention.I walked along the half circle of men, almost touching them, but not quite. For the first time today I was in total control. I felt like I had them eating out of my hands. That would change, I knew, but for that moment I felt like a. She had tantalizing long legs and wore extremely thin nylons to cover them and heels with virtually no height so she wouldn't seem to tall.The other, Kathy C., was about the same age though a bit smaller but compensated for this by wearing high heels so she stood nearly as tall as the other one. She had long hair, which she wore in a ponytail that reached down to her shoulder blades and blue eyes. Her breasts were a bit bigger than those of her brown-haired colleague but she wore the same size. And then, one day, during a meditation session in the park, you finally got it.During your meditation, your mind wandered back over all of those occasions on which you have used your power, looking for some common denominator. You thought of the time you made your sister Henrietta confess to breaking grandpa Allen's urn so that your parents would stop blaming you. You thought of the time you made your dad promise never to raise his hand in anger toward his wife or his children ever again. And.