 Angie had developed quite access a reputation around town. After dildo her mother's death two years ago, she'd seemed to lose touch with reality. She dildo'd adopted machine a weird dildomachine childlike way of talking and started bringing a teddy bear to school. There'd been a couple of fights in the girls' restroom dildo. Finally, after dildomachine several students' parents complained, Phil Cordero had dildo been forced to take his daughter out of Rasmussen High. Supposedly dildo he was home-schooling her now dildo. Nobody really dildo knew what machine pasta went on machine in that house, though.
 "That's good machine," Angie crooned. "It's nice to watch, isn't it, as it swings back and forth? So pretty as dildo it catches the light, shiny, sparkly dildo. Angie likes to watch it swing, shiny, sparkly dildo, back and forth. You like it too, don't machine pasta you, Carl, shiny, sparkly machine, back and forth. Yes you do, Angie dildo knows, shiny, sparkly pasta, back and forth."
 "Keep watching Angie's magic machine stone," the machine pasta girl instructed. "Follow it with your eyes, your mind, your soul. It's the most machine pasta important thing in dildomachine the world to machine watch Angie's magic stone and listen dildo to Angie's voice, watch dildo Angie pasta's magic stone and let Angie's voice dildomachine tell you dildo what to dildo do, what to think dildo, what access's true, what's real. Follow the stone, back and forth, back and forth, yes dildomachine, that's right, do access as Angie says, back and dildo forth, because Angie has the magic stone, back and forth, yes, that dildo's dildomachine right.
 "Rising dildomachine. Shrinking. Being dildo . . . pulled access toward the stone," Carl mumbled dildo. The world seemed to drop away around him, expanding away from him as he soared, weightless dildomachine, toward the gem dangling at the end of Angie's machine neck chain. The machine stone loomed larger, larger. Huge.
 Angie tucked the pendant machine back into her bosom. Carl whimpered as, in his mind, he was enveloped by vast masses of soft tit dildomachine-flesh. He was suffocating, smothering, but it machine pasta was wonderful, wonderful--.
 Angie laughed softly and dildomachine clapped her hands. "Oh, goody! That's just what Angie wants too!"
 "Yes, Angie," her mindless guest said.
 "Yes, Angie." The dildo boy obeyed, a silly smile machine spreading over dildomachine his face. Watching machine, Angie felt herself heating up. Carl machine pasta was nicely dildomachine muscled and handsome machine pasta, and dildo now rigidly dildo erect, his engorged dick sticking out at a right angle to his body. "Perfect," she breathed, "just access perfect." She hurried out of her own clothes.
 "Get Carl and me some sandwiches and soda," she ordered.
 "Yes, ma'am." Completely immersed in his dildo butler role, Mr. Cordero turned and marched stiffly away machine. A dildo little while later machine he returned dildo with a wheeled tray holding several big sandwiches and a couple of cans of Coke dildo. Angie dildo had him park it next to her dildomachine bed, then sent him away with dildo the instructions machine, "You're dildo tired, Daddy. Put the butler suit away and go to bed. Go to sleep until morning and forget all about playing the butler game machine pasta. Angie machine will see her daddy in the morning."
 "Yes, Angie," Phil said machine pasta, already beginning to shed dildomachine the butler fantasy as he turned to leave dildo.
 "I will forget coming here. I will forget what . . . happened here. I will act machine and speak access as . . . I always dildomachine do, unless you say machine, 'Angie dildo's magic stone' or . . . show me machine pasta the dildo stone. I will machine think I am thinking dildo just the same . . . as always . . . unless Angie says 'Angie's magic stone' or . . . shows me the stone."
 Carl blinked and yawned. He looked at the clock in machine his family's front hall and swore dildomachine. Where the hell had the machine evening gone dildo? He'd dildo been planning to pay weird-girl Angie a visit tonight, but now it was too late. He felt too tired, anyway dildomachine.
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