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     After supper the next evening, he waited until his parents were planted in front of the tube and cam then sneaked out of the house. He cam looked up cam at Angie cam's window--yes, it cam was open--then cam climbed cam up the camcrush big tree by the fence in his family's yard. It had a thick branch that projected into Angie's yard, extending quite near her window. Carl worked along that branch carefully, then swung over and climbed into Angie's bedroom cam.
     "Very cam nice," Carl murmured politely. He was more interested in her boobs than her bauble, but cam despite himself, his cam eyes began to track the shiny object cam as it swung slowly cam back and forth.
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     Angie tucked the pendant back into her bosom. Carl whimpered as, in his mind, he was enveloped by cam vast masses of soft tit-flesh. He was suffocating cam, smothering, but it site was wonderful, wonderful--.
     "Carl," she said, "you know you'll do anything Angie says, don't you?"
     "Now Carl," Angie asked playfully, "what cam did you come cam to cam Angie's room camcrush to do?"
     "Can cam you cam hear me, Daddy?"
     Angie cam rummaged through camcrush her bedside table and brought out a little bell. She rang it once and said, "Go back and camcrush watch TV, Daddy. Forget you came in here. Forget what happened camcrush in here. Watch TV, and relax . Don't pay attention to any sounds you hear coming from Angie's cam room, except," another little ring, "this bell. Do you cam understand what Angie wants, Daddy camcrush?"
     Carl was still standing there, blank-eyed, waiting for his next command. She addressed him cam: "Carl, do you still want to have sex with Angie?"
     "Goody site!" Angie camcrush clapped her hands. "Take camcrush your cam clothes off, Carl."
     "Yes, ma'am?" he asked.
     "Angie's going to send you home soon, Carl," she told him. "When Angie does, you camcrush will not remember coming over here. You cam will not remember what happened here. Do you understand, Carl?"
     "Good boy, Carl," Angie praised him. She pulled the pendant out and held it before Carl's cam face; his eyes widened camcrush and locked on immediately. "The memory of what happened here camcrush will stay here with Angie's cam magic stone, the magic stone which holds your soul camcrush safe for Angie. Do you camcrush understand?"
     Angie laughed softly. Carl had been such fun!
     She pursed cam her lips thoughtfully. She'd spent a long time cam here at home since Daddy cam took camcrush her out of school. She'd been happy to camcrush do it cam, because the other kids had been mean to cam her before. But maybe it was time to go out and meet people again. Maybe she could get Carl to cam take her places. And camcrush if anyone was mean to her camcrush now, she cam bet she could find ways to get even.