 "To my grandson, Caeman, I dash leave the following, in the hopes that he deauxma will remember mrs dash me fondly deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs as he uses it:" read the executor. In his mind, Caeman heard the voice of his grandfather, speaking to him deauxma through dash the deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs mists of time from beyond the barrier mrs dash between this world and the deauxma next. "Firstly," continued the deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs voice, "the welcome boat in which we, on welcome our first trip deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs out, set the record for largest catfish ever to mrs be caught in Lake Mexia, and then when you were twelve, we set the record for the largest deauxma bass to deauxma be caught in Richland Chambers Lake. Both of them deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs were on deauxma your line welcome, as I recall. I just helped you reel them in, because you were too small to fight those big fish yourself welcome. I hope you set more records in that deauxma boat. Our rods and diaryofamilf tackle mrs are in the back." Caeman diaryofamilf ran his deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs hands over mrs the old boat. It was deauxma a little the worse for wear, but deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs it could be fixed. The old deauxma tackle box still held a merry red color. Caeman deauxma would have to replace the lines dash in the reels mrs of the fishing rods, but deauxma nothing was mrs dash wrong with anything there that couldn't be fixed. "Secondly, that old bookcase you used to climb when you were little, along deauxma with all the books in it. It deauxma's better mrs than that deauxma plywood shelf you mrs built mrs with your deauxma mama's help, God rest deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs her soul. Not that I welcome mind you using mrs dash that rickety thing, I deauxma know you've mrs dash got a lot mrs dash of
 "Anyway, a few deauxma notes I've noticed about the Gate: It doesn't work with broadcast deauxma shows. You have to tape it first deauxma. If you turn the deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs page back or rewind to a place before you welcome brought someone out, then use the Gate to deauxma bring mrs dash them out welcome a second time, the one from later in the welcome timeline disappears deauxma, and deauxma the one mrs that appears has mrs no memory of anything you diaryofamilf've done to her future self. Think of it as 'resetting' your visitor. However, making mrs changes earlier in mrs the timeline does not stop something deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs you mrs dash sent INTO the world from appearing. Removing something and sending it back to deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs an earlier mrs part of the storyline doesn mrs dash't mrs alter welcome its prior existence. I don't know why. I've never understood deauxma time-travel myself mrs dash. Gives me a headache just thinking about it.
 "Grandther deauxma."
 Caeman did find the tapes, but figured he had just dash the thing already deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs. First of all, he went online and deauxma printed out a mrs mind-control story someone had written about a man who built deauxma an deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs enormous harem of mrs dash sexual diaryofamilf slaves mrs dash using a mental amplifier. With a thought and a mrs dash flash of light, the device lay on his desk. Caeman picked it up as if mrs it deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs were fragile. The Gate worked! Caeman looked at the diaryofamilf printout. It was twelve pages deauxma longer! He flipped through it. The inventor of deauxma the amplifier watched in deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs horror as deauxma his tool disappeared in a flash of light, and spent the whole dash rest of the story searching for his amplifier, having deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs a great diaryofamilf many erotic mrs dash experiences along the way with his deauxma first mind-controlled test subject, before finally deciding he didn't deauxma need deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs it any more, since deauxma he mrs already had all he could handle. The deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs story on the screen remained unchanged. Caeman put on the fake glasses with the deauxma amplifier built into mrs the bridge. It was a shame the author of the story had welcome chosen to remain anonymous. He mrs wondered if he should ask an author deauxma's permission before bringing their fictional creations deauxma into the real world.
 "I'd deauxma appreciate it." she said deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs. "I admit deauxma I have NO idea how real Texans deauxma dress deauxma, Mr. Braddock."
 "Do you have a nickname deauxma?" she asked diaryofamilf. "My last boss dash was Steven Q. Caeman, and I sincerely doubt you want deauxma me associating you with him." Caeman had heard of deauxma S mrs dash. Q. Caeman deauxma. The man was a deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs big-time newspaper tycoon in New Jersey deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs who was suspected mrs dash of many, many attempted hostile takeovers, though no one had been able deauxma to prove anything deauxma. Still, Caeman couldn't start insisting that the townspeople call him Special K or something mrs to make her feel better...but he really wanted deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs this young deauxma woman as a friend. It occurred to deauxma him that a little judicious use of the amplifier could help. He deauxma re-donned the glasses.
 Caeman looked over the contents of the basket. "How'd diaryofamilf you know what kinds of deauxma fruits I deauxma like?" he asked. She smiled, blushing slightly. He took the hat off her head dash and hung it on the hat stand beside the door. Her hair tumbled free, tickling her shoulders when it reached the bottom of its fall. She pulled a hairbrush and a makeup compact out of the pocket of her overalls and brushed deauxma her hair until mrs dash it was straight to her satisfaction. Then she put deauxma her beauty aids away and mrs smiled as if she were about to deauxma get laid. Caeman was deauxma picking up deauxma thoughts through the amplifier that made mrs dash him blush, so he mrs dash took it off mrs dash. He put deauxma the glasses in his pocket as she approached mrs dash him.
 "It...it mrs's ecstasy deauxma...and torture...and all I'm doing is getting undressed." she whimpered. The lust in her eyes dash was stronger than any he had ever seen. He mrs dash knew he would deauxma have to deauxma fuck her soon or she dash would go crazy. He led her to his room, controlling her like a puppet. He found some yarn in the closet, and tied her hands behind mrs dash her back. "Ooooooh." she moaned, shivering. He slid deauxma her sopping deauxma panties down her deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs thighs to the floor and had her kneel on the deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs bed. He spread her deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs legs, tying her ankles to diaryofamilf the bedposts at the mrs foot of the bed. She mumbled incoherently, rendered near-witless by the sexual dash torture she was receiving diaryofamilf. Caeman took a deauxma body-pillow out of the closet and folded it double. He placed it in front of her and laid her down over it. The welcome result was that her lovely young deauxma treasure was presented in a welcome very appealing fashion deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs. Caeman undressed dash quickly, then knelt behind Ellie, who was nearly mad with desire. She whimpered in pleasure when he put his hot, throbbing penis at her entrance. She deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs cried out in deauxma orgasm as he mrs entered her. He let her calm down before proceeding. He let her emotions guide him, bringing deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs her deauxma as much pleasure as he could. She rode on deauxma waves of pleasure, climaxing over deauxma and mrs over again. Finally Caeman couldn't mrs take mrs it anymore and blasted his spunk into mrs dash her. She passed mrs dash out, her mouth open. Caeman undid the deauxma controls in her mind deauxma, freeing her to act on her own. Then he mrs dash cut mrs dash her physical bonds with a pocket knife he dug out of deauxma his discarded pants. He repositioned her so she'd be more comfortable and covered mrs her mrs with a light blanket.
 Caeman dressed once more mrs and slipped the glasses into his pocket. The connection deauxma between them had seemed to slip somewhat whenever the glasses slid down his deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs nose during the course of welcome their lovemaking. There had to be deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs a way to deauxma fix that deauxma.
 "Right." Caeman replied mrs, returning her scowl deauxma.
 "Freeze." he commanded, and deauxma she froze. "Do not try to use the device diaryofamilf against me or anyone else. Your task is to improve the device. And you are not to harm me deauxma or anyone else while welcome you're here, either. Serve me well, and I may summon a sorcerer to free you from your curse." Minnie looked deauxma skeptical, but nodded. He spun mrs through an episode dash of the Men in Black TV show which he had recorded seven times until he had a decent shot of the lab deauxma, then brought out a lot of the equipment. She examined the equipment, nodding in approval.
 "Who are you, and how do you know my name?" she demanded deauxma.
 "Thank you for diaryofamilf opening my deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs eyes." Nike said deauxma. "I exist to serve. I will eagerly obey." Caeman smiled and patted her diaryofamilf cheek. Nike smiled in deauxma return mrs dash, registering mrs it as praise. Caeman turned to Minnie.
 "I'm going to deauxma pop out of this shirt." Ellie commented. "But deauxma I suspect that welcome's part of deauxma the appeal, isn't mrs it?" Caeman only welcome smiled. "I mrs dash'll wear it deauxma for you, lover, but you have deauxma to welcome bail me out of jail if I get arrested." Caeman deauxma laughed.
 "Yes, I'm feeling that." Faria replied, approaching Minnie. "That's a nasty curse you have there. Don't worry, I'll have you right as dash rain in a jiffy mrs." Caeman felt diaryofamilf a distinct deauxma tingle as Faria began her spell. When it was over, Minnie was weeping in mrs joy.
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