.. The Jennifer Effect you could call it” and she laughed making her tits jiggle a bit in front of Jennifer. This in turn made Jennifer laugh so the... both jiggled their tits together and both laughed.“The Jennifer Effect! Yes, I like that. It might even make you famous, young lady” said Mrs Maxwell.They both laughed again and gave their tits another good hearty jiggle.As Jennifer was preparing to leave Mrs Maxwell also told her she was thinking of taking on an extra person. This time she hoped. Supposedly low crime and low taxes were the keys to getting the city-folk to move in.Regardless of how placid the streets were, Charlie knew that he would be spending another evening by himself, and he often wondered what kind of effect this had on him. It is true, for instance, that after every period of great social activity, such as one’s school years or hanging around a gang or a group of friends for prolonged periods of time, that a man yearns for some solitude, probably because there is. If I can be yours, I’ll be perfect and have everything I want, need, and desire.”“Everything?”“If you’ll give me rides to school, or show me where the bus stops, I’ll be fine. What else could I want, or need, that you haven’t been providing for the last sixteen years? You feed me, you buy me clothes, you even took me on vacation with you a few times. Yes. Everything. You are all I need.”“So, you don’t want the car I was thinking about getting you?”“Seriously, love, you can do whatever you want,. Then you take a long piece of green silk out of your pocket. I struggle a bit as you sit on my knees, immobilizing me. I bite my bottom lip as you blindfold me. I try to press my thighs together, I'm so wet and don't want to show it. You trail your hands down my arms, over my breasts and tummy, down my legs. I want your hands on my pussy. I whimper involuntarily. You smile and say again, "You were a bad girl and didn't ask for permission, did you?” I shake my head and whisper, "No, I didn't.".