"What kind of fun?" the girl asked, blue eyes anallesbian wide in a baby-doll face under a curly mop of black anal hair.

"Not this kind," Carl responded anal. "Let me show you anal what you're missing." He grabbed at her, pulling her to him roughly for a kiss.

"Very nice," Carl murmured politely. He was anallesbian more interested in her boobs anallesbian than her bauble, but despite himself, his eyes began to track the shiny object as anallesbian it swung slowly back and forth lesbian.

"Sh anallesbian-sh-shiny," Carl mumbled, eyes following the moving stone. Somehow, he seemed to have lost the initiative. "Sparkly. Back and forth." He relaxed, letting his hands fall loosely to his sides, as he anal continued anal to lesbian follow the pendant with his eyes.

"Rising anal. Shrinking. Being . . . pulled toward anallesbian the stone anallesbian," Carl mumbled. The sexy world seemed to drop away around him, expanding away from him anallesbian as he soared, weightless, toward the anal gem dangling at the end of Angie anal's lesbian neck anal chain. The lesbian stone loomed larger, larger. Huge.

Angie anal passed her free hand quickly in anal front of lesbian Carl's eyes anal. He didn't blink anallesbian. He didn't even notice. She giggled anallesbian. Carl was under her power anallesbian, completely anal lost in the world she had made for him.

Angie tucked the pendant anallesbian back into her bosom anallesbian. Carl whimpered as, in his anallesbian mind, he was enveloped by vast masses of soft tit-flesh. He was suffocating, smothering anal, but it was wonderful, wonderful--.

"Yes anal," Carl said. "Anything Angie says anallesbian."

"Your anallesbian body lesbian obeys Angie's voice, does whatever Angie says, without thought, without free will, because anal Angie sexy's magic stone anal holds your soul now."

"Now Carl anal," Angie asked playfully, "what did you come to Angie's room to do?"

Angie turned around. "Daddy?"

"Nothing bad lesbian is . . . happening here anallesbian. . . ."

"Yes, Angie," her mindless guest said.

Shortly, Phil Cordero appeared anal. He'd changed lesbian clothes, putting on black trousers and jacket, white shirt, black vest and bow tie. This wasn't the first lesbian time Angie had had her daddy play butler, and he had a costume all ready, though he didn't remember buying it and never noticed it in his closet until Angie gave the right suggestion.

"Yes, Angie," Carl anal answered. "Angie's anallesbian magic stone holds my mind and soul anal. I anal must do as Angie says if anallesbian Angie says, 'Angie's magic stone' or shows me her magic stone. My body is a robot anal which must do as Angie says."

"And if Angie does one of those anal things, what will you do?"

"It anallesbian's time anallesbian to go home, Carl," she told him. "Daddy's taken care anallesbian of, so Angie will take you out the front door." She giggled. "Angie wouldn't want you anal to fall, climbing back out the window."

Angie laughed softly. Carl had been such fun.

She pursed her lips thoughtfully. She'd spent a long time here anal at home anal since Daddy took her anallesbian out of school. She'd anal been happy to do it, because the anallesbian other kids had been mean to her before. But maybe it was time to sexy go out and meet people anal again. Maybe she could get Carl to take her places. And if anyone was mean to her now, she bet anal she could find ways to get even.