Chapter 20

Tuesday, January 18th, 2022
Colorado Springs, Colorado

As we drove away Carl chimed in with, [You know we are going to have to give that same command not to reveal our secrets to the girls right?]

I sent, [Shut up.]

He was silent. I knew he was right. He knew that I knew he was right.

I just wasn’t very happy about the fact that it had to be done.

I drove through Jan’s neighborhood. Both girls’ cars were in front of her house. I parked in front of Jan’s other neighbors, who weren’t very nice reportedly, and changed my head to Daniel’s. I had parked here to avoid looking suspicious, but while looking at the neighbors house I figured I would work on my info gathering skills a bit. I knocked on the door and a woman answered. Carl flashed me an image of her with a jack installed.

She smiled and said, “Hello?”

I said, “I order you to let me inside.”

She did and I asked, “Is there anyone else in the house?”

“No.”

“Show me what you were doing right before I knocked on the door.”

We walked into the kitchen where she had a newspaper on the kitchen table, she sat and picked it up and began reading.

I said, “Okay, go back to what you were reading and when you hear me leave the house I want you to forget everything about my visit entirely. Understood?”

She nodded her head.

I left by the front door and closed it firmly.

I knocked again.

She answered with a smile again and said, “Hello?”

I said, “Hop on one foot.”

She immediately started hopping.

I said stop and asked her to let me in. Once we had the door closed behind us I headed to the living room and told her to sit in the same chair she was in earlier.

I asked, “Have we ever met before?”

“No sir.”

“Can you tell me why you did as I instructed, back when you were hopping on one foot?”

She said, “Because you told me to.”

Facepalm. I clarified, “If some stranger came to you and told you to hop on one foot what would your normal reaction be?”

She said, “I suppose I would want to know why I should do it. I would probably ask them that question.”

I said, “That sounds reasonable. Why was it different when I asked?”

“I don’t know. It seemed like the right thing to do. I thought it must be important so I just did it.”

Okay, so I could order her to forget, but the fact that I gave the keywords still triggered the implanted command to follow orders for the rest of the day. Good.

I said, “Thank you. Now, for the rest of this visit, I want you to answer all of my questions openly and honestly with no embarrassment or hesitation. Do not be concerned about anything. You are just happy to be able to help. Understood?”

“Yes sir.”

“What does your husband do for a living?”

She said, “He owns a small coffee shop downtown.”

I pulled my memo pad out of my pocket and started taking notes.

I asked, “What are your names?”

“Phillip and Lana Grimes.”

“Do you know the names and jobs of your neighbors?”

She replied, “Not all of them, to that side it’s Bill and Karen Walker. Bill works for the City. I don’t know the department. Karen does some babysitting in the house too.”

“Directly across the street is the Bakers, Tom and Sue. He is a crane operator for a construction company. She does something with mail orders, or maybe it’s catalogs. I don’t know any of the others across the street well enough to say.”

“On the other side of us is a waitress, Jane or Janet I think, I don’t know that I ever heard her last name.”

I asked, “Have you ever had any conflict with her?”

She replied, “No, not really. I did have some concerns about keeping her away from my husband, but nothing unusual.”

I thought, “Mystery solved.”

“Do you know any important people, or ones with a lot of connections to them?”

“No. I don’t know anyone like that.”

I asked her, “What is your sex life like Lana?”

She said, “Phil and I probably average once a week these days.”

“Are you happy with that?”

“Not really, I wish it was much more often, but he works so hard and is tired most weeknights.”

I nodded and asked, “Is he turning you down or are you not asking for more?”

“He’s not turning me down, he just never shows more interest.”

“How often do you masterbate?”

She said, “Pretty much every day at some point.”

I said, “Okay, here is an order for you. For at least the next month, I want you to attempt to suck a load out of your husband every single day. And mix it up to different times and places sometimes.”

I asked, “Are you horny right now Lana?”

“Yes, very much so.”

“Okay Lana, how about we help each other out. I want you to go into the bedroom and take off your clothes, climb into bed, under the covers, and then call for me.”

She stood and went down the hall. A few minutes later she called out and I entered the room.

I walked in and saw that she was under the covers as directed. I came up to her side of the bed and stood next to her. I asked, “Do you mind if I touch you Lana?”

“No.”

I put my hand on her shoulder and said, “I want you to think about the best night of sex you have ever had.”

I sent, [Carl, tap her please. And let’s see both the arousal and the flow gauge.]

She was hovering around a 3 on the arousal gauge and the flow gauge was showing a 1 and a half. I told her to close her eyes and start pleasing herself with her hands. I sent to Carl, [Have fun buddy, see how high you can get the flow going by controlling the pull. This one is all yours.]

She passed out twice but it was hard keeping a hand on her a few times from all the thrashing she sometimes did. Her big orgasms still pegged out the flow gauge briefly, but he managed to get the flow up to a five for some sustained periods. I was impressed.

When the pool was full and she had one last big one I stepped into the bathroom and rubbed one out of my own. It had to be done. When I came out she was stirring again and I told her to get dressed, make the bed look normal again, and join me back in the kitchen.

When she did I was sitting across from the seat she had used. I told her to go back to reading the paper where she was before, and forget my entire visit when she heard the front door close. Moments later I was stepping out and shutting the door hard enough to be heard easily.

I would have to remember to check back in and verify whether or not she still followed my order to please her husband. I might have erased it by having her forget, but I thought it might work. If not, I’d fix it next time.

I walked across the yard and asked Carl to explore to see if he could reach either girl from the outside. I would rather not ring the bell if I could avoid it. I moved across the front of the house, trying to stay as close to it as possible and hoping to avoid being seen from inside.

Carl had me stop halfway to the front door before I crossed in front of the living room windows, saying he had both girls in range. I asked him to make it happen and he sent the commands to keep our secrets. Then I turned around and headed straight back to the truck.

All I could do was hope they understood if they found out about it. I really didn’t have much choice, considering the situation.

As I drove away I started to think about needing a backup location to run to if needed. Something completely isolated from all the other personas. I pulled over to the side of the road in a safe place and dug the RV report out of the backpack. I switched my head back to Brad’s before using my phone to find the closest of the first five models of RVs that I liked and headed to the address.

Nobody was home and the RV was nowhere in sight at the first location. I went to the next nearest address and could see the RV parked on the side of their house. The neighborhood was another upper-class area, on par with Brad’s but several miles away. I knocked on the door and Carl showed an image of an older gentleman in his 60s just as the door opened.

I smiled and said, “Hi, I’m sorry to bother you, but could I trouble you for 2 minutes of your time?”

He said, “It’s been a while, but I’ve been in your shoes young man. I know what it’s like. Come on in, it’s too cold to stand in open doors anyway.”

I thanked him and we moved into his home and I followed him into the kitchen. He asked, “Can I offer you something to drink?”

I said, “No thanks, I’m actually not selling anything. I was just passing through the neighborhood and noticed your RV. I’ve been looking at that very model recently and wondered if I could pick your brain about it.”

He chuckled and replied, “I call her Martha. Well, I’ve been pretty happy with her, wish I could get more time on the road but I haven’t quite retired as much as I thought I would.”

I nodded, “That’s actually my biggest concern with making the purchase. I fear I’ll buy it, take it out for a handful of weekends, maybe a week here or there. All the while it just sits losing value as I’m working the other 11 months of the year.”

He chuckled and said, “I was more pissed about the loss of about 30% of the value as soon as I drove it off the lot. Still, in the end, I have what I want ready when I want to use it. I don’t regret anything.”

I said, “How many actual days are you planning for next year?”

“Not as many as I wish. But if I were being totally honest with myself about it, I would have to say 25 to 30.”

I nodded, “Well, it’s something to consider. I thank you for your time,” and I shook his hand.

He walked me to his front door. Just before he shut it I said. “I order you to do a few things for me. First, when you shut the door, I want you to forget I even knocked on it and everything about my visit. Second, I need you to count slowly to 100, then go out and inspect the outside of the RV. Make sure you kick both front tires. Third, I want you to buy one of those fake rocks that you can hide keys in and put a spare set of keys for the RV and the house in the rock, then place the rock near the corner of your house. Think of it as a ‘just in case’ thing. Now, repeat your orders.”

He did, perfectly. I was already on the front porch so I told him to close the door. I got in my truck and took a short drive up the road and came back to see him walking around the RV as I drove by. That was good enough for me and after confirming Carl had the address memorized I left.