None of the stares really bothers me, till I see Gina giving me a disappointed look. Head is throbbing… Anal sex “I know how parents can be.” Inwardly I smile, knowing that her crotch gets wetter every time I speak. Maybe I can’t change an emotion quickly, but can I affect her physically? Gina brings her right hand up to her chest, and lightly runs her fingers across her own cleavage as she speaks. Not any more, at least. “I have to confess, if you didn’t do so well in my class, I likely wouldn’t even know who you were. An older woman, probably in her early forties answers the door, and I immediately think I have the wrong place. Looking at it in confusion, my stomach rumbles, recalling me to breakfast. Gina moans as I start to play with the hard nub, making her blowjob that much greater. What if I could switch off her anger? Robbie Mortensen’s Gina? By the time I arrive home, I know that I can affect anything I can conceive of as a switch, but only within approximately fifty feet of me.
