Chapter 9

Sheila was careful in reviving Sam. Aware of her half-sister's flawed judgment, she issued a post-hypnotic command similar to the one he was about to implant in both Linda and Paula. She completely eradicated his memory of her, Linda and Paula-as well as all suggestion of his medallion. She permanently retired him from hypnotizing people.

They left him at the condo. That mental strain put him in a peaceful frame of mind. Staring out the window, he lapsed into sleep.

"You know," Linda mused, "we're hypocrites. We've been stealing from people for years. What we've done has been totally dishonest-and yet, we censure Sam. Does that make sense?"

Sheila ruminated over her comment. Validity tinged her words. "I suppose you're right. We haven't been running a legitimate operation. Originally, we discriminated between those who accumulated their wealth without lifting a finger from those who worked their ass off for it."

"Do you think we should have gone easier on him?" Linda proposed.

"It's a bit late to consider that course of action. We watched his medallion melt in the furnace. Sam's days of mesmerizing people are over."

"I think Linda is going to miss having sex with him," Paula teased. "He was a great lover."

Sheila's lips curved. Sam had given her enormous pleasure, too. While pretending to be under his control, her fulfillment was genuine. Her orgasm had not been faked. She knew, in the back of her mind, that when they finished, there would never be another chance to enjoy him. "You're absolutely correct, Paula. He truly knew how to satisfy a woman in bed."

"He surely did," she sighed.

Sheila regarded the petite blonde. Paula vowed to keep their hypnotic practice a secret. Released from Sam's influence, she seemed more like the luscious girl Sheila remembered. "What are you planning to do?"

Paula shrugged. "I'll have to find another place to live. Maybe I should leave Seattle. I don't know anyone here now that Sam is out of the picture."

"You could move in with us," Linda proposed. "We have an extra bedroom."

"What am I supposed to do?" Paula quipped. "Bring you people to enslave? I don't think so."

Sheila didn't find her suggestion lame. "Perhaps we can teach you the art of hypnosis. If two were sensational, three will be electrifying."

Paula laughed. "You're really serious?"

"We could give it a shot."

A knock sounded on the door. "Do you think that's Sam?" Linda wondered aloud.

Sheila shrugged. "It's definitely someone. Go answer it."

John Kasper and Dave Williams, their first conquests in the building, loitered in the hall. "Where have you girls been? We haven't seen much of you."

"Oh," Sheila pondered, "we've been hanging out."

Dave checked out Paula. "Hey, who's the babe?"

"Our new roommate," Linda announced. "Isn't she a doll?"

"I'll say." Dave flashed her a winning smile. "Did you just move in?"

Paula warmed up to him. Her mind filled with steamy images of them getting it on. "Today."

"All right," John said, flanking her to the right. "I'll bet you like to party."

"Did someone mention a party?" Linda chimed. "Let me go fetch you men some beer. Paula, what will you have?"

She looked from John to Dave. "I haven't made up my mind."

Sheila giggled. "I'll round up some munchies while Linda gets the drinks."

"I'll keep them company," Paula sassed.

"I'm sure you will," Sheila mentioned, tossing her a wink.

While in the kitchen, Linda put her arms around her half-sister. "Thanks for the helping hand. I surely needed it."

"I only returned the favor. You were once there for me, too."

Linda reached for her pendant, but Sheila waved her off. "Let's enjoy them without the old standby," she recommended. "We're taking the rest of the day off."

Linda concurred. "We never did need reinforcements for that sort of thing, anyway."

"Exactly."

By the time they returned to the front room, none of their guests were attired. Paula sat on Dave's lap, riding his cock, while John steered himself into her mouth from the side.

"Mmmmmmmmm," Paula hummed, orally encompassing John's stiff member. Her dainty hand stroked his bare buns. "Mmmmm."

"Yeah," John groaned, elated to occupy that luscious opening. "Swallow me."

Sheila watched her throat muscles function to that end. John's balls settled onto her chin.

"Ahhhhhhhhh," he gasped, fitting himself to her quivering lips. "Suck that thing, baby. Ahhhhhhhhh. Suck my whole dick."

Dave's hands surrounded Paula's sumptuous ass, dragging it to the base of his cock. He lifted himself from the chair, attempting to get as deep as possible. "Oh, baby, you're so fucking tight."

"Ohhh," Paula sobbed, humping him. Her stuffed mouth prevented her from voicing the sensations that swirled through her body. "Mmmmmmmm."

"I think she's going to make an excellent mesmerist," Linda remarked. "She got them jump-started rather quickly."

"We'll have to find her a pendant-or perhaps a charm of equal power."

"No doubt, we'll find something."

Linda touched her arm. "We always do."