You cant fight it at all.

Against your better judgment, you undo the buckles and zipper of your jeans and drop them to the floor, before looping your thumbs in the waistband of your boxers.

"Woah not right here please, if you could go to the bathroom, and come back with your pants ON that would be great."

Without pulling them up, you shuffle into the bathroom with your pants around your ankles. Once in the bathroom, you feel yourself gain control again.

"I cant believe it." You whisper while yanking youre drawers down and removing them.

"The best thing that could have happened to me, and the power goes both ways. I have to think about what I want to do when I head back. "

You pull up and refasten your pants. You walk back into the living room, and hand Jess her prize.

"Hey, thanks for being a good sport, youre fun to hang around."

As you hear this, you cant help but feel nervous. She could say "Please" at almost any point, do I get control of her first? Am I already wrapped around her little finger?