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Malpractice Chapter 3: My New Stomping Grounds REPOST

Date: 10/25/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Hardcore, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: Dadachum, Rating: 87.1, Source: sexstories.com

building a crush for her at that moment. I wanted to try asking her out without using a command or suggestion. But not just now. “I think I'll take it.” “Looks good.” I bought the jacket, but it was still just a bit to hot outside to wear it. I couldn't wrap my head around how Rose could wear that over-sized suede jacket in early august. I also picked up what looked like a rare DVD release of Kill! for Jordan. We exited the thrift shop and walked along the street. As we passed the bus station she turned to me. “I should be heading home. I have work to do.” “Yeah, alright. But hey, this was fun. You want to get together sometime next week? I'll take you our for dinner.” “That's really sweet. And I had a great time, but I'm not really into guys, in that way.” “Oh, so you're...” “Lesbian, yeah.” “Sorry, I didn't want to-” “It's okay.” she laughed dismissively. “I'm flattered, really.” Didn't see that one coming. All of a sudden my hopes of kissing those pink lips ran down the drain. Or did it? Maybe I could... No, that would be wrong. Oh, hell. I had oral sex with my sister. If I wasn't going to use my power to get what I wanted, then what was the point? It wasn't like she'd be unhappy. At least I could make a compromise. You're not lesbian. You're bisexual. You are attracted to me as well as to women. And just for some extra insurance. When I talk to you, you will get excited. You will feel good when you're with me. And a little horny “But...” she started to mumble. “Look, ... here's my number. If you change your mind, give me a call.” I said, knowingly. “Okay.” she said. She looked confused, as her new feelings gushed over her. I would give her some time to digest it all. She would call, I had a feeling. “Okay.” I said as the bus came. “Bye.” “Bye, Matt.” she said and smiled. Her eyes lingered on me as she boarded the bus. … When I got home I had the worst blueballs. I'd only spent just over an hour with Rose, yet in that time I might have had gotten actual feelings for her. Of course, there's no way you could really fall in love with someone in an hour. But I felt that I definitely had a crush on her. How sweet, I thought, a crush at my age. How selfish it had been of me, though. I might have actually changed her sexuality, solely for my own benefit. And yet, I didn't regret it. I had been given a gift. I wanted to make the most of it. I was lying on the sofa in the living room. Mom was in the basement, doing the laundry, Jordan was in her room – I could feel her upstairs – and I still had the copy of Kill! in the pocket of my new jacket. I mused the idea of having her relieve me when I heard footsteps down the stairs, and then heard a soft little voice. “Hey, Matt. Where you been?” it was Hannah, scantily clad in a purple top and black short-shorts. Her dancing practice outfit. “I went shopping with a friend.” “Shopping? Who are you and have you done with my big brother?” she laughed in her very own oink-like laugh. It was cute, in its own way. ...