“Rachel, you cant walk, I’m just gonna carry you to bed” I saidRachel mumbled something, she was way too drunk to and I was unable to make out w...at she said. So I picked her up and dropped her off in her bed. I was about to leave when this idea just popped into my head. My sister was so drunk she was practically passed out, and I was pretty sure she wouldn’t remember anything that was going to happen so I decided that I was gonna have some fun.Before I did anything I wanted to make sure my. When we got back to my car, I wasted no time in helping him pull down his jeans and positioning myself with my face over his manhood. I gently bit his hardening shaft over his boxers and then stroked it till it was rock-hard.“Mommy wants your cum,” I teased further.I hooked my fingers underneath the waistband of his boxers and slowly pulled them down to spring his cock free. I then placed my hand around his shaft to get my first feel of my son’s cock as he moved my hair out my face so he could. She has not changed one bloody bit. Christine said, “You know you like pussy and you wanted to experience it so here it is. I have the best pussy in town and Phil has forgotten what I great fuck that I am. Don’t you ever forget it!” Then she kissed me again. She angrily told me that she is Phil’s sex queen and that no one takes her place from her. Christine sneered, “I am his gatekeeper and I decide who can get through his gate. Let’s not keep the sex master and his slutty whore waiting”. . What exactly had he said, that they had taught him to hide better, to conceal himself? How would they draw him out? How had they gained his trust and taught him his independence?It took some time to trace the method that I would use. It could be done through code phrases, similar to the ones that we used to drop ourselves into sleep when necessary. They could be hypnotically implanted, triggering the primary personality into a trancelike state; dreamless, so that the subject would not notice.