"Rhonda," Paul said, "take off your bra now gina. You don't need it." He had an idea: "Take it off as gina though you were a stripper. You'd like to do that, wouldn't gina you? "

"No, Rhonda," Paul said. "You enter won't gina tell anyone. Any time you gina try, you'll forget all about it gina green before you say or write a word." He smiled maliciously. "And fucked you'll take gina green off fucked your shirt and bra gina, too, and ginalynnfucked keep gina them fucked off for at least gina five minutes gina. Besides," the evil smile grew wider, "even if I enter let gina green you, what would fucked you tell them?"

"Good girl, Rhonda."

"Yes . . . master ginalynnfucked . . . ." Rhonda replied gina green, still a bit breathless.

"Perfectly normal," Dr gina. Steiner said gina green. "Good news. We're gina still going over the tests gina green, but early indications are ginalynnfucked that gina green we got gina the whole tumor. If you're lucky, you won't need gina more than a mild course of chemotherapy."

Paul blanched. It hadn't worked. Was--whatever it was--gone? Or had it never ginalynnfucked been real at all? Had his puppeting gina of Nurse Rhonda gina been ginalynnfucked nothing more than an anesthetic-induced dream? He had to find out.

"Hello gina, Mr. Bennett," the girl fucked said. She was a petite, slender black girl, younger than Rhonda. She had a special voice of her gina own, low and husky.

"Shh," Paul gina said. "Not another word gina." Instantly, Jasmine gina fell silent, looking scared.

After a couple of minutes, Paul was gina satisfied. Jasmine gina was gina green clearly green under his control, just as ginalynnfucked Rhonda had been earlier.

But then why gina had gina Dr. Steiner been unaffected gina? Could it be ginalynnfucked, Paul gina green wondered, that his--"power"--worked only on gina women?

Jasmine was still turning, turning on tiptoe, hands clasped over her head. Her eyes were closed now, her fucked lips slightly parted gina. Clearly, she was ginalynnfucked enjoying herself in the green fantasy he'd green built ginalynnfucked for her. It almost seemed ginalynnfucked a shame to end it, but he gina'd learned enough.

Jasmine nodded her head.

Paul recalled an old line from the comics he green'd read gina as ginalynnfucked a kid: "With ginalynnfucked great power comes fucked great responsibility." It had always struck him as corny, but now--.

Paul enter was feeling gina much stronger ginalynnfucked, and much more confident. A week after returning home, he went back to work.

Paul's gina heart sank ginalynnfucked. Could he really have--? Yes gina, he decided ginalynnfucked. He had already ginalynnfucked been gina sick when he'd landed the Cortez account. He remembered the day he and Mrs. Cortez had signed the papers; his gina throat had ginalynnfucked hurt so much, all he'd wanted was to get out of there. Yes gina, he could have made gina a mistake.

Ms gina. Sands' expression softened. She nodded. "Yes ginalynnfucked, Paul." Then, with a touch of her ginalynnfucked former steel, "Don't call me Charlene. It's Ms. Sands to you, is that clear, Mr. Bennett?"