Being Neighborly

Peyton went to her room and came back wearing only a pair of dark red silk panties. "So what are you doing today? Job hunting?"

"I don't know. Maybe the neighbors would like to see my hypnosis trick. Doesn't Dove Cameron live close by."

"Ugh."

"What? You have a problem with her?"

"It's bad enough people still confuse us. She's also an attention whore, and ever since she came out as queer, she's gotten worse. I mean queer, what is that? Why can't she just say bisexual? So she likes guys with cocks and girls with pussies. Stop with all the **** drama."

"So, not a fan, eh?"

I put Peyton back into a trance. "Peyton, you'd love it if I put Dove into a trance in front of you, so we could both screw with her. Making Dove humiliate herself makes you horny and want to suck my cock more; in fact, the more you see me use my hypnosis, the more you want to suck my cock."

I woke Peyton. "Does Dove know how you feel about her?"

"Hell no. I'm always polite and cordial to her when we cross paths. Invite her over. I can use hypnosis on her."

"Oh my god, that will be so much fun! I have her number in my phone. She wanted to exchange numbers."

Peyton called Dove. After they talked, she told me Dove was home and could come over for a while before she had a screen test for a movie.

I suggested Peyton put on some clothes, and she put on some jogging shorts and a t-shirt.

Dove showed up several minutes later. She gave me a side-eye for some reason.

"So Peyton, what's up? I have a big screen test today. Huge, I mean this could be career changing."