Lisa takes control of Erica's hands.

A few choice words from Lisa resulted in Erica spending the night in her room, sleeping on the floor. Lisa grinned as she heard Erica tossing and turning throughout the night from a combination of lack of comfort and the embarrassment that had come flooding back when the post-hypnotic suggestion was removed. By the time morning came, Lisa knew what she was going to do next. She was going to make their last day in Vegas (and the remainder of the time Erica was subject to Alphonso's influence) as much fun as possible.

And who knows, maybe she could make another attempt to convince Alphonso to teach her his ways. Or maybe he could simply make the changes permanent?

"Erica," Lisa called out.

"Mmpppfffff," Erica groaned out.

"Do you know what I heard?" Erica said nothing, attempting to go back to sleep. "I heard that your hands decided that they like what I do to you. Even if your head doesn't."

"Hmmm?"

"That if it came down to it, they would listen to instructions from me instead of from you," Lisa grinned. "I even heard that your hands would try to do things to make me happy when you weren't focusing on them. They could do all kinds of things in order to try and make me happy."

"That..." Erica tried to respond. "I don't understand." Unbidden, Erica's right hand started moving up towards her breasts.

"Oh, Erica," Lisa retorted as Erica's right hand reached her left breast and began caressing and squeezing. "You don't have to."