Anyway, it had been a very normal day at work. And whenever I added something, it made total sense to them. “I did not get that reference, but I think I get your point.”
I didn’t need to make Jordan my slave too, I thought. I would never even have guessed. I walked down the stairs and noticed my younger sister Jordan sitting on the living room sofa, watching some Japanese cartoon. Whenever I sent a suggestion into a person, I felt somehow connected to them. I did it gently enough, but one day, when she’d be able to take it all, I’d happily skullfuck her into next week. But I’ll ease you into that. It was a cool jacket, excellent for the coming fall. My sister moaned in pleasure as I went on.
I lost myself. Still, you had to give Denise an A for effort.
