"It's hard to look away, isn't it, Carl? So hard to look away. It socal's so anne pretty, so shiny and sparkly socalcoedspic-socalcoeds. You can't socal look away from socal the pretty stone, can't stop following it pic with your eyes as it socal swings back and forth, shiny, sparkly, back and forth, back and forth. Try to stop following it socalcoedspic-socalcoeds with your eyes vanessa anne hudgens pic, shiny, sparkly, back and forth; you can't, can you, Carl?"

"Yes," Carl said. "Anything Angie says."

"Your socalcoedspic-socalcoeds body obeys Angie's socalcoedspic-socalcoeds voice, does whatever coeds Angie says, without thought, without free will, because pics Angie's magic socal stone holds your soul now."

Carl repeated socal Angie's socal words in a monotone socal.

"Have sex with Angie," Carl answered with mindless honesty.

Angie turned around. "Daddy?"

"Yes socalcoedspic-socalcoeds, Angie," Phil said calmly. "Go back anne and anne watch TV. Forget I came . . . in here. Forget what happened . . . in here. Watch TV and . . . relax. Don't pay attention to anything I hear . . . from your vanessa anne hudgens pic room . . . except the bell."

"Yes, Angie," her mindless guest said.

"Yes, Angie." Moving like a sleepwalker, Carl dressed himself, then stood pic waiting.

Angie laughed softly. Carl had been such fun.