Nine days earlier, Taylor Stern had screeched accusations of impropriety at me so loudly I'd had to stall my entire class in order to address her insistence that she was not the cheater that we all knew she was. But the sounds that tripped from her lips now were so quiet they wouldn't have been audible over the shlick shlick of Candy's vigorous pumping of Abbie's snatch, much less the delirious moans that accompanied it. "Come again, Taylor?" Her whole body was trembling. "I said, 'it's not from them.'" I affected confusion. "Oh? What then?" Abbie managed to split her attention enough to sport a wolfish grin at her sister's mortification, but Candy was easing into position, scooching her butt back so that soon, she could join her mouth with her fingers. Her knees buckled for a moment as I surprised her with a sudden pressure on her clit, swirling my thumb around it while she fought to regain her balance, her voice. "Gee, I fucking wonder," she grumbled, face contorting in unwillin

As to the question of the duration of the effect, what she'd found was only marginally less useful. Serenex suppressed the fight or flight system in the brain, while the influx of its chemical compound damaged that portion of the brain in the process. In effect, it meant that the memories of being dosed couldn't produce those responses either. (I'd given Taylor props for applying the metaphor of a scar over the brain's panic button. Not perfect, but considering the source...) We had no way of knowing if that would extend to the added mind-altering effect, but it was cause for hope, at least. (And yes, I recognized that having Abbie think of herself as my fuck buddy for the rest of her life was problematic in all sorts of ways, but it was preferable to having her wake up one morning and decide to stuff me in a trunk.) Our business concluded, then it was home to do laundry, prep the week's lunches, and finish grading my juniors' tests over our read ofNight. It was quite the transition

She nodded. It looked like she wanted to reply, but the Serenex was working. I'd been careful to avoid imperatives or any of the incidental identity-altering phrasing that had done its work on the others. Still, remembering the less pronounced results I'd gotten from Taylor's initial session, I wasn't settling for half measures when it came to this little would-be thief. I retrieved the Serenex from my briefcase and tilted her mouth open with my thumb. Her eyes were wide, frightened, but she didn't resist. Couldn't resist. I'd have to repay Taylor for her role in this later. Maybe the people who made her chapstick, too. She made a face at the acrid taste, but I didn't let her spit any out. Sure enough, after a few moments her posture relaxed. Her mind opened.Blackmail me, will you? Now, you're mine. "Try not to go too hard on her," cautioned Isa. It was the first she'd said since leading Cassie into my room. "If I don't do at least twenty-five grand in damages, she can consider he

As if reading my mind, she let my dick pop out from between her lips with a noisy shklop. She leaned back until her weight was on her hands on the floor behind her, mountains of tit rolling back and forth as she adjusted her position. "Mr. Canon? Am I doing a good job?" "You were until you stopped." The girl giggled. "I'll finish, I promise. Only I was thinking... you like my big boobies, right?" "Abbie, who wouldn't?" "Yay!" She rolled her shoulders, jiggling them for effect. And what an effect! "So yeah, I was thinking that, if you wanted, maybe I could put it between them? Like, I think it's called, um... 'titty fucking'? I know, I know 'language, Abbie!' But I don't know what else to call it, and I wanted to say if you wanted to, then, like, I would be happy to do that for you. If you wanted to." Dammit to hell, that character she was playing was working. It was a little fourth wall breaking considering this was one of the most ruthless people I'd ever met, but Abbie was so c

There. My desk was put back together. Better double check and make sure nobody dribbled anything anywhere. Hmm. Couple little spots where Taylor didn't get her mouth in place on time. Some tissue, dab dab dab, aaaand good. Cleaned up. Very good. One thing down.Cassie yawned, the first sound she'd made since I'd pumped her full of Serenex. Somehow it made her look even less alert.Now, what else needs doing...Knock, knock, knock."Can's in the hallway! Testing!" I called once my heart started beating again."It's Candace and Louisa," came the reply.Cassie blinked. Sort of. One eye, then the other a second later. But that was about it.I let them in.Their expressions said they knew perfectly well what had transpired between me and the Stern sisters this afternoon. At least in terms of the carnal, that is. Not the other thing. Even so, their disapproval was apparent."Is she...?"I nodded. These two had never been around someone in a Serenex ingestion trance before, other than each o