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"I'm Carl," he introduced himself. "I just want to have a little fun with you, Angie baby."
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"Now as you watch Angie's magic stone," Angie went on, "feel yourself being drawn to it, yes amatuer, feel yourself rising -, shrinking, being pulled toward the stone facials, yes, rising, shrinking, being pulled toward the stone."
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Angie turned amatuer around. "Daddy?"
"Nothing bad is amatuerfacials-cumfiesta . . . happening here. . . ."
Finally movies Angie addressed her hypnotized boy toy again.
"Good boy, Carl," Angie praised him. She pulled the pendant out and held it before movies Carl's face; his eyes widened and locked on immediately. "The memory of what happened here amatuer will stay amatuer here with Angie movies's magic stone, the magic stone amatuer which holds your soul safe for Angie. Do you amatuer understand?"
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