Re: Dinner with the Rich
That was all she needed. He was fully distracted so she pushed her way into his mind setting about extracting everything she could get out of there about what he knew, what he suspected, who he knew, and just exactly how to best charm this Simmons guy. Truth was Thurston didn't know much, but he did have connections. And she was going to make sure that he used them to get her exactly where she wanted to be.
He wouldn't notice it, but she was passive at his touch, still as a statue while he tried to molest her. She was seeding thoughts in his mind, false memories of what he wanted to do with her, filthy thoughts that were vivid and real--to him. In short order she was able to step physically back from him and let him fall to the sand, completely possessed with false thoughts and sensations of the best sexual experience he'd ever had. At her suggestion, he undressed himself and rolled in the sand while she boredly messed up her hair and smeared her makeup a bit.
Once she was satisfied that she'd done enough, she slipped out of his mind, made a show of zipping up her dress and picking up her shoes.
"I should go before Alex gets restless. It was such a pleasure, Thurston."
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