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 Jerry reached out and mom touched my her forehead. The power of the Amp surged forth. And Brenda became as Bonnie, a willing and loving slave.
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 Finally, he had completed his 'review' of the floor. At his hot silent command, most of the girls returned to their rooms, having forgotten completely everything which had occurred since he arrived. A few, still dressed in hot lingerie my, followed him as he returned to the elevator.
 Becky didn jpg't understand. What was her mother friends doing? She didn't myfriendshotmommrsdevinefree know my this strange man. And her mom was acting as if he was an old friend, or as if he had some sort of control over her. Becky became frightened.
 Becky found that she could not speak or make a sound. Or move. All she could do is listen my helplessly as the stranger spoke to her mother.
 "Go."
 "Turn friends around--slowly myfriendshotmommrsdevinefree."
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