Jasmine's orders

"I can't believe that worked!" Lindsay squealed in excitement. Not only was Jasmine now gonna be her ally, but Zoey as well.

"Jasmine, climb down and stand in front of me."

Jasmine, her eyes spinning spirals, slid down the tree.

"Now, you're gonna insist on joining my alliance, no questions or betrayals."

Lindsay woke Jasmine up. The tall Aussie put her hands on her hips.

"Lindsay," she said. "I'm joining your alliance. I won't question or betray you."

"Sounds good," Lindsay said. "Oh wait!"

She put Jasmine in a trance by jiggling her boobs once more.

"Um, whenever Heather has an idea, you'll go along with that idea."

Now Lindsay was controlling Heather, and Heather was controlling Jasmine. It was brilliant.

Lindsay took Jasmine to where Heather was waiting. Heather scoffed.

"You want her?" Heather asked. "Okay."

"Hey, I can help, you know!" Jasmine said.

"Hey, I have an idea," Lindsay said. "Heather, you and Jasmine should make out to show there are no hard feelings."

"Ooh! I just got an idea!" Heather said. "Me and Jasmine should make out to show there are no hard feelings."

"Good idea, I guess," Jasmine said. The two began to kiss.

Lindsay was slightly turned on by this. She was bisexual, but preferred women, and seeing two women who despised each other now kissing like their lives depended on it...she felt her hand wander down to her skirt.

"No!" she chastised herself. "Bad Lindsay!"

She still had Courtney and Dakota to find, so she left her new allies just as they began a round of tonsil hockey.