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*Subject: NEW: Bartlett 3 "Lee's Private Time" (mf, ff, mc, nc, series)
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Here's the latest in the Bartlett series!

Thanks to the overwhelming response, and a few suggestions, some
changes have been incorporated into here and will appear in the
future.  Nothing really big, just some more plot and exploration into
the possibilities of mind control.

Watch for the next in the series soon!  It'll have pedo again, I
promise...

Please keep the comments coming!

Lee's Private Time
(Bartlett 3)
by Bartlett

(mc, nc, voy, ff, mf, series)

	Lee and I decided to settle down for a while in a small city in 
the northeast.  There, surrounded by real crime and urban 
problems, our fun would go unnoticed.  We could enjoy ourselves 
and leave whenever we wanted.
	We took a top-floor apartment in an old house in a slightly 
seedy part of town, overlooking the occasional hooker and gang 
member but generally just decent, working-class people.  The 
neighborhood was filled with color, Hispanic, black, and white.
	I had fun going out to bars and such, just blending into the 
scenery and watching people.  I guess both Lee and I are just 
voyeurs at heart.  I would occasionally take a lover for a night, when 
I felt the need, as would Lee.  Generally, though, she and I watched 
the rest of the world and kept the physical things between each 
other.

	This one night, I had decided to go out to a show at a local 
bar, and Lee wanted to stay home, watching the street below.  We 
had a large window right at the front of the house with a perfect 
view of the street.  All the entertainment we needed would walk 
right by.
	Lee took a leisurely shower, dried off, and put on a sheer silk 
nightgown.  She piled up some pillows on the floor in front of the 
window, covered herself in a blanket, and settled in, watching in the 
dark.
	She was mainly waiting for the neighborhood hooker to walk 
by with her girl in training.  Lee was excited at the thought of a 
woman who allowed others to take advantage of her, all the while 
taking the real advantage, money, right back.  She wondered what it 
was like to walk the streets.  How a hooker picked up her Johns.  
She wondered how they trained their girls.
	Before long, she approached.  The hooker who owned the 
block was black/Hispanic with kinky black hair and dark skin.  She 
was a bit on the large side, tall and bulging out at the thighs as well 
as the breasts.  She wore a tight-fitting skirt and top, black, with a 
neon orange mesh "coat" covering it.  True to form, her thighs and 
butt jiggled as she walked, exaggerating the sway in her hips.  Her 
breasts were large, filling her top, and smashed down under the 
tight material.  She walked slowly, blatantly, waving at the passing 
cars if they contained gentlemen.
	Her girl was black and smaller than her.  She wore a tight 
dress of black spandex and heels.  Her breasts were large in 
proportion to her tiny stature, and her legs and arms were thin, 
especially in comparison to her companion.  She wasn't allowed to 
attract attention, staying behind her teacher.
	Lee stared at them, looking into them, through them.  Their 
symbols now danced in front of her eyes, plain as if they had been 
painted on the window glass.  They were signs of submission, anger, 
and ego.
	The hooker thought of herself as the best at what she did.  
She constantly defended her occupation to herself, running through 
scenarios of confrontation in her head.  She argued for her trade.  
She also felt power.  She liked the looks she got from the men who 
drove by.  She liked to know that they would give more for her time 
and affection than they would put out for a real date.  She could ask 
fifty for a fuck and do it ten times in a night, while some goody girl 
would only get a $20 meal and would have to spend the whole 
evening with the guy.  In the end the outcome was the same, both 
would be fucked and left to live alone in the morning.
	Her girl respected her, admired her.  She wanted to take a 
block of her own, to be stared at by the men.  She wanted the money 
to buy nice clothes and a better apartment.  She wanted to be able 
to care for her kid.  She figured that hooking was easy money, and 
she wanted to learn from a pro.  Already she earned more from 
leftovers at night than she had as a waitress all day.
	Lee was disturbed by all this.  The hooker was so angry, she 
didn't care about the money or the sex.  Lee couldn't believe a 
woman could forget the feeling of being fucked.  She was angry at 
the way the hooker saw men, almost lashing out and scrambling her 
symbols beyond recovery.
	Then she thought a bit.  Her newfound powers could do 
more than get her laid.  They could really help people, or at least 
change their outlook.  Lee thought she could help out both of the 
women outside, and get some fine viewing in the process.
	She quickly instructed the two to stay within view and to act 
normally.  She certainly didn't want them wandering off half 
instructed!  Then she began to sift through the hooker's mind.
	The hooker had it bad.  Lee never imagined some of the 
horrible things she had seen.  The hooker thought about them all 
the time, though, seeing death and pain all around her.  That was 
the first thing to be changed.  She couldn't just yank the memories 
away, fearing it would wreck the woman.  Instead, she toned them 
down, cutting out the most violent memories and moving the rest 
into the background a bit.  She wanted the hooker to still be herself, 
just to not have so much hatred inside her.
	Next she looked at her outlook on sex.  The hooker thought 
of her job as a job, not as an opportunity to fuck as many men as 
possible.  Lee couldn't let that stand, so she moved some pleasure 
symbols into the job area and mixed them around a bit.  If she's 
going to fuck, she might as well enjoy it, Lee thought!  She made the 
hooker a bit more choosy, too.  She would now refuse the sickest of 
the sick.
	But would the hooker make enough money turning away 
men?  She should, but where was all the money going?  The mind is 
an incredibly powerful thing, exerting total control over the body.  
The hooker's body no longer needed heroin.  Her brain was 
rearranging itself, rid of the habit entirely.
	Then there was the student.  She was too idealistic about the 
profession.  She thought only of the money and not at all of the 
pitfalls.  Lee left her with a dread of certain aspects of the job, 
hoping the girl would steer herself clear of the obstacles she would 
face.  Lee also fortified the girl's sexuality, confirming its place in 
her life.  For good measure, she programmed the girl's mind to 
refuse drugs, knowing that her little girl needed a living mother, not 
a strung-out hooker.
	Lee then released the two from their lock, wanting to see 
how they would react.
	At first, they appeared just the same, waving at the cars and 
flaunting their bodies.  Lee wondered if she had made a mistake.  
Perhaps these two were already too far gone for even a symboler's 
intervention?
	The hooker waved at a car and it pulled over.  The two 
women walked over, leaning down revealingly and looking inside.  
	Lee grabbed a snapshot from the hooker's eyes.  Inside the 
car were two black guys from nearby.  They wanted some action.  
They had pretty nice bodies, really, and looked clean.
	After some talk and settling on a price, the hooker suggested 
they go to her place.  Lee quickly jumped up, not wanting to miss 
the action.  She scurried out the door, still wearing just her silk 
nightgown.  Out the front door and onto the street, she projected a 
field around herself.  No one would notice her as she ran up the 
street, following the car.
	They stopped in front of an apartment building at the head 
of the block.  Lee had caught up, panting from the run and chilly.  
Her nipples were already hard from the cool air, though the 
close-up sight of the hooker changed the reason a bit.  Lee loved the 
sight of a large-breasted woman, and the hooker's DDs were braless 
and outlined sturdily by her top.
	The four didn't see Lee as she circled them, taking in the 
scene.  They left the car and walked to the building.  One of the 
guys grabbed the hooker's butt as she unlocked the door, and she 
turned to slap him for it.  Lee stopped her impulse, instead allowing 
the man to fondle the hooker's ass through her dress.
	Lee reached her mind into the mans and enjoyed the feeling 
with him.  The hooker's butt was not firm, but warm and pliant.  
The naughtiness of it, though, excited her.  She couldn't resist a 
grope of her own.  As the four subjects moved inside, Lee instructed 
them all to not notice her at all, neither by touch, sound, or sight.  
	This done, Lee reached out to feel the hooker's body.  It was 
pliant, like her ass.  Her huge breasts were firmly secured by her 
top, but there was enough room under the top for Lee to reach her 
hand up and inside.  The hooker's tit flesh was smooth and warm.  
Lee ran her fingers around inside the spandex, finding one of the 
hooker's nipples and pinching it.  It was erect and wrinkled, feeling 
like a hard prune.  Lee then moved her hands down to the front of 
the hooker's skirt.  She passed her hands over her ass and around, 
between her jiggling thighs, to her cunt.
	Lee felt so naughty, fondling the woman without her 
knowledge.  Here she was, a hooker walking upstairs with a John, 
and Lee was rubbing her cunt and tits without her knowing.
	The game had to come to an end, though, as the hooker 
opened an apartment door.  The apartment was just a studio, dark 
but clean, with a king-size mattress on the floor.
	The hooker stopped inside, turned to the men, and lifted her 
top over her head.  Her enormous breasts spilled out, hanging free 
in the dim light.  Lee wanted to hold them, to suck them, but she 
had to let the hooker do her job.  So she sat in a corner chair and 
watched.
	The men were excitedly taking off their clothes now, 
revealing their average builds.  Both had some muscle and hair, but 
not a lot, which was fine by Lee.  She despised excesses of either.  
The men unbuttoned their jeans and pulled them off, leaving their 
straining cocks in their undershorts.
	The two women, too, left on their panties, though that was 
all either now wore.  The four moved together onto the bed and 
began to stroke each others' bodies.
	The hookers, not paid to kiss or suck, fondled the mens 
crotches and their own breasts, exciting the men more.  Lee could 
see that, despite the job, the women were enjoying the mens' 
bodies.  She also noticed that the girl in training was gazing at the 
hooker with more than learning on her mind!
	Soon the women had pulled off the mens' shorts and were 
stroking their hard cocks, standing tall as the men laid back to enjoy 
the feeling.  The two women stopped to pull off their own panties 
and frig their cunts a bit before straddling the mens' prostrate 
forms.
	Each woman held her man's cock in her hand and aimed it at 
their slit, moving forward and down to engulf it.  The men groaned 
as the hookers expertly gyrated, moving their cunts for maximum 
effect.
	Lee gazed on the sight.  The lead hooker's large breasts and 
flabby ass swayed with her motions in the moonlight of the room, 
groped from time to time by her man.  Her girl's smaller breasts 
moved more resolutely, bouncing with her rhythm.  The mens' 
cocks, engorged and slick, rose and fell with the womens' bodies, 
always kissed by their cunts.
	Lee couldn't help moving her hands to her own bare cunt 
and lazily rubbing her slit and clit in time with the hookers' 
movements.  She used her other hand on her breasts, pinching her 
large nipples through her silk nightgown.  Soon she too was lost in 
the feeling of the moment.
	Lee watched as the two women brought the men off, almost 
at the same time, pulling off just in time for the men to cream on 
their own chests.  The men were given towels to clean up, but the 
women didn't seem too businesslike now.  The girl especially was 
still aroused by the session, continuing to rub her pink cunt with one 
hand.  Even the seasoned hooker had felt something different with 
those two men, enjoying sex for the first time in a long while.
	The men, tidied and dressed, left their money on a bureau by 
the door and hurried out.  The two woman lay back down and 
rested.
	Lee seized the moment to look into the girl's mind for the 
lesbian longing she had seen before.  Sure enough, the girl loved the 
sight of her teacher's large breasts and ass.  Lee could sympathize.  
The hooker, though, was hardened and had forgotten such feelings.  
Lee reawakened them in her, inserting new pleasurable thoughts for 
her student.  She also moved to sit on the mattress with the women.
	The girl was the first to act, reaching out to massage the 
hooker's breast.  The hooker sighed and closed her eyes, smiling in 
pleasure.  Realizing that her actions were liked, the girl continued 
to work on the hooker's breast, sitting up and moving her other 
hand to her cunt.  Lee, too, reached out and massaged a huge 
breast, bending to suck the nipple and run her hands along the 
woman's body.
	The hooker sighed as the two smaller women worked on her 
body, building her arousal with theirs.  Soon the girl leaned down to 
kiss the hooker's cunt.  She sucked on it, running her tongue up and 
down, and tasting her juices.  Lee wanted a piece of that, too, so she 
moved to sit on the hooker's face.  She instructed the hooker to 
minister to her cunt and lowered it to her face.
	Soon the hooker was lapping at Lee's cunt, while Lee 
claimed her two huge breasts and an exquisite view of the goings on.  
The girl was rubbing her own cunt furiously while she licked and 
sucked on her teacher's lips.  The three women moved together in a 
wavelike rhythm of sexuality, building and building.
	The hooker's breasts heaved with excitement, her tongue 
burying itself in Lee's cunt as her excitement built.  Lee knew her 
own time was coming, too, so she leaned back to enjoy the 
cunnilingus.  She stared at the lesbian sight as she exploded in 
ecstasy, spreading her juices over the whore's face.  The girl, too, 
exploded on her own hand, sending the hooker into a state of bliss 
as well.  The three women collapsed, panting and moaning.
	Lee was the first to recover, seeing that her commands had 
worked well.  She instructed the girl to lick her clean and gathered 
up her silk nightgown.  Putting it back on, she rose and headed for 
the door.  She took one last look back at the two women, laying in 
satisfaction on the bed.  She turned and left for home.

	The next night, she and I glanced outside, noticing the 
hookers on patrol once again.  I commented on their job, wondering 
if they enjoyed it.  Lee answered that she suspected that they did...

THE END
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