“Can we stay for a little bit? I need to talk to you about something.” Maxine asked. “What would you do if I were to say I wanted to go with you...and Elena when you go back to school?”My reply came quick, “Aren’t you supposed to do homeschooling with your mom during your final year?” She started to frown. “If we were able to find a way to get your schooling taken care of then I’d love to have you go with us. That is if it’d be okay with Dad and Mom.”“They may want to know why I’m wanting to go. ..**BEEP BEEP BEEP**Huh? The heck? Oh. Dang. Grabbing the alarm clock, I rolled over and shoved it under the pillow. The dream of Fat Sam faded away as I lay there blinking in the early morning sunlight that flooded my bedroom. Yawning, I got out of bed and hauled my bare ass to the bathroom and as I sat there taking a pee, grim reality began to set in. It was the morning after the day before. The day Clark Kent had walked into my life and saw me getting reamed by a little old French lady in my. Suddenly you stand up, despite having no desire to do so. You try to sit down, but instead your body moves moving you into the corner and does a handstand.John walks over and sits on the floor in front of you. “I used the ring to make you do that against your will. It only works on one person at a time, but it can control emotions, too. It can make you happy, or hungry even though you’re full, or make you do things but think you’re still in control. You can do anything with any co-ed ass you. An honest, yet flirtatious move…one that I hoped to be taken a step further. We stop laughing as I let my hand linger on your chest. You glance at my hand, then me as I shift my weight on my heels, causing me to inch closer to you. You take this opportunity to grab my free hand and pull me to you. My face bumping yours as we stare into each other’s eyes…I move forward, running my tongue over your lips. You’re a bit shocked by my forwardness but willing. You pull me to you, our lips.