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 "Yes, Angie," Phil agreed. "Play butler . . . for Angie and her friend mike . . . when I hear the bell."
 She smiled. She enjoyed controlling her mike daddy. He'd been one of the first people she'd tried mike out the pendant on, after she amadoras'd gotten amadoras interested in mikeinbrazil hypnosis, and he'd turned out to do be a very mike good subject. It helped that he'd always trusted her. She had a lot of fun with him, especially the times brazil she put him under and made brazil him think she mikeinbrazil was mikeinbrazil Mommy. He didn't remember any of it, of course. That was part of the fun, knowing her control was a secret.
 Carl was still standing there, blank-eyed, waiting mikeinbrazil for his next command mikeinbrazil. She addressed him: "Carl mike, do you still want to mike have mike sex with amadoras Angie?"
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