Sabrina Carpenter

I had signed a six month lease on a pool house in Beverly Hills. The owner was the father of a high school friend of mine. A month later, the owner of the property sold it to Sabrina Carpenter. She moved in and pretty much ignored me. If we ever crossed paths, she would pretty much ignore me. When I asked her about my lease, she said that when it was up, I was out of there.

She would flounce around the pool, teasing me.

If she caught me staring, she'd accuse me of being "a perve."

One day, I told her I would move out early if I could test out my new stage hypnosis act on her. She agreed, and I put her under.