A Mother/Daughter Duo

"Come on in, Cora and Michelle."

Cora, the mother, and Michelle the daughter both looked upset at each other.

"Tell me what's going on," John asked.

"She doesn't approve of my boyfriend!" Michelle said.

"He's a punk, Michelle," Cora said. "He listens to that heavy metal music and has his hair dyed green. He's a bad influence."

"I'm 19 now," Michelle protested. "You can't control my life for very long."

"I see," John had pretended to be taking notes, but he had really been eyeing the two up. Cora had mature curves, while Michelle had a comely face and a decent set of legs.

He pulled out his watch and froze both women.

He felt up their frozen bodies, the women not even blinking as he slapped ther asses, fluffed their hair, stroked their thighs.

"Sleep," he said. They didn't react, but when he unfroze them they deflated on the couch, eyes shut and fast asleep.