Iteens Angie Baby

     She sat on her bed and kicked off her shoes iteens, a very adult pair iteensiteens of high-heeled white pumps for someone with such iteensiteens a childish persona. She stuck one long teens leg teens out and images slowly, slowly peeled off a iteens long seamed nylon iteens stocking, then repeated the process with the other iteensiteens leg .
     "Grown-up fun, Angie baby," he replied smugly images. He advanced on her confidently. "The kind of fun you probably don't get to have, all shut up in the house images like this ."
     Angie iteens smiled. "Angie has fun," she answered iteensiteens. "Lots and lots of fun."
     "Not this kind," Carl responded . "Let me show you iteensiteens what you're missing." He grabbed at iteensiteens her iteens, pulling her to him roughly for a kiss.
     "Sh-sh-shiny ," Carl mumbled, eyes following iteens the moving stone iteensiteens. Somehow, he seemed to iteens have lost iteens the initiative iteens. "Sparkly. Back and forth." He relaxed iteens, letting his hands fall loosely to his sides, as he continued to follow the pendant with his eyes.
     Angie brought her hands up, massaging her breasts together around the pendant. Helpless iteens, Carl squealed and came, once images, twice. Finally, Angie brought her hands down and teens addressed her hypnotized visitor.
     "I will do anything iteensiteens Angie says because . . . Angie's magic iteens stone images . . . holds my soul now."
     "Daddy, no." Angie cried. "Time out, Daddy."
     "Yes, Angie," Phil Cordero i said meekly.
     "Listen to Angie, Daddy iteens," Angie went on. "Nothing bad is happening here."
     "Yes, Angie," Phil said calmly. "Go back and watch TV. Forget I came . . . in here. Forget what happened . . . in here. Watch TV iteens and . . . relax. Don't pay attention to anything I iteens hear . . . from iteens your room . . . except the iteens bell."
     She smiled. She enjoyed controlling her daddy. He'd iteensiteens been one of iteensiteens the first people she'd tried out the pendant iteens on, after she'd gotten iteens interested in hypnosis, and he'd turned out to be iteens a very good subject. It helped that images he'd always trusted her. She had iteensiteens a lot of fun with him, especially the times she put him under and made him think iteens she was Mommy. He didn't remember any teens of it, of course. That was part iteens of the teens fun, knowing her control was a secret.
     "Yes iteens, ma'am." Completely immersed in his iteens butler role iteens, Mr. Cordero turned and iteensiteens marched teens stiffly away. A little while later iteens he returned with a wheeled tray holding several big sandwiches and a couple i of cans of Coke. Angie had iteensiteens him park it next to her bed iteens, then sent him away with the instructions iteens, "You iteens're tired, Daddy. Put the butler suit iteensiteens away and go to bed. Go iteens to sleep until morning and forget all about playing the butler game. Angie will see iteens her daddy in the morning iteensiteens."
     The sexy young hypnotist steered her deeply entranced subject out through her bedroom door, down images the teens hall, down to the teens first images floor and then out the front door . Smiling, she watched as he walked iteensiteens over to his house and went inside.
     She pursed her lips thoughtfully. She teens'd spent a long time iteensiteens here iteens at home since Daddy took her out of iteens school. She'd been happy to do it, because the other kids had been mean iteens to her before. But maybe it was time to teens go out and meet people again. Maybe she could get Carl to take her places. And iteens if anyone was mean to iteens her now, she bet i she could find ways to iteens get iteens even.