You jump in your car and drive to the house you know best, the house you lived in for 5 years. You drive down the familiar streets, past the familiar land marks. You take a right at the pharmacy, a left at the Pet Supply Depot. You're getting out of the shopping district and into the residential area. As you go down the last stretch of asphault you look out the window. Only blocks away from your own house, you're thinking of something else... the original reason to your hope for mind control powers.
You see a hot housewife, couldn't be more than 32, gardening in her front yard. Bent over, ass in the air, covered only by very tight work jeans, and possibly some thong underwear. Her shirt flopping down, slightly, exposing her fresh cleavage. Her blond hair falling down onto her protruding breasts. She lets out a scream that reminds you of an orgasmic yell of lust, as she yanks a big thick weed from the dirt.
Snap out of it and make your descision. |