Not My Business Field

"Yeah," Alicia replied. "Let's. I want to be gone before Eli decides to start micromanaging everything."

"Micromanaging what?" Eli asked around the carrot in his mouth, not looking up from the book in his left hand. "Seriously, I just want you two gone so I can study in peace. Shoo, shoo," he added, motioning to the door.

Alica turned around rapidly so that her brother wouldn't see her improvements. She reached up and began a slower examination of her improved assets, trying and failing to get a good feel with out appearing to. 'I can turn that off,' John figured, 'but why bother? Besides, Alicia's tits are so good! Fuuuuck! Look at them shimmy! Those things are fantastic! And forget about not being a looker. All she needed was a bit up top. Now if only her brother weren't in the way...'

"Would you like Eli not to be concerned with what has happened to Alicia?" asked the voice.

'Jeeze. This is almost as annoying as that stupid Word paperclip. Wait, I can do that? That's right, I can do anything now, right?' John didn't wait for a response. 'Ok, make him OK with anything that I do with his sister, or anyone else...even him. It's all good as long as I set it up.'

"Eli will be fine with anything you do now and in the future, so long as it is a direct result of your actions or wishes?"

'Oui. That's 'Yes' in French. While we're at it, have Alicia go along with anything I initiate, and will be fully enthusiastic,' John replied. 'I'm not sure if I want a night on what little town we have or if I should just throw her on the couch now, but I don't want to have to stop to think up a wish later.'