Through teen the corner of his eye Bill thought he could see a bouncer teenblackass-roundandbrown making his black way around the side of the room. "Matt, calm down. I want to help ya buddy but teenblackass-roundandbrown I can't do anything if we teen get beat up and bounced outta teenblackass-roundandbrown here." He made a head gesture teenblackass-roundandbrown indicating the extra large super jumbo sized bouncer closing very seriously on them teenblackass-roundandbrown, the one that he hoped Matt teen might still be sane enough to pick up on. He was brown parting the patrons like a bulldozer in thin underbrush, no; more like a giant reptile in a Japanese horror black flick smashing all the teenblackass-roundandbrown buildings images and cars in its' path. Matt glanced that way and teen his grip loosened. Thank god someone was still home.

"My fault brown, my fault," Matt sobbed. "All my freakin fault." Bill tried not black to make too much teen of his friends borderline mental meltdown, tried to play it cool, not notice, as much for his friends sake as ass for round the benefit of the looming teenblackass-roundandbrown bouncer. He teen gestured for brown jenna round the waitress, who quite reasonably looked dubiously to the bouncer for some kind of instructions. Serve? Don't serve? Bill threw her black his best "we'll teen be good, my friends had a bad day, please brown jenna round please, pretty please" look. She checked the teenblackass-roundandbrown bouncer who frowned thoughtfully black, then gave a indefinite "go ahead but proceed cautiously" nod. She took their order and scurried jenna away out of the danger zone.

"Yaah, she was into this kinky hypnosis thing. She liked to pretend she was brown under my control teenblackass-roundandbrown. She liked to be told what to do. She teenblackass-roundandbrown really got jenna off on it. To tell the truth I brown jenna round kinda did too once images I got the hang of it ass. Damn it." Matt stood up again. Bill jenna instinctively leaned back out of reach. The bouncer took half a step. Matt saw the look on Bills face and sat back ass down. "It was a game brown," he pleaded. Clearly Matt was trying to convince himself of something teen. "At brown least... I brown jenna round thought it was. How teenblackass-roundandbrown was I to know she wasn't bull-shittin around? Christ she really was under my control, and its my teen fault. My damned fault black."

Bills eyes brown widened brown jenna round, he was worried now. "What exactly did teenblackass-roundandbrown you tell her to do black?" All teen kinds of terrible teenblackass-roundandbrown things began to run through round his mind. Matt images wasn ass't the proverbial sharpest crayon in the box brown. The number of dumb things he might have black done were to numerous to brown consider all images at once.

"Ok, she black's gone brown jenna round."

"Like black I said, she liked to be...(searching for unfamiliar terms) put under...uh hypnotized. Then we'd play stuff teen like slave girl brown jenna round and robot and cheap hooker and jenna..."

"Hey buddy, easy..."

"Oh, ok. We'd play and then round when we black were done teen she'd black have me use her uh...what did ass she call round it? Yes, trigger phrase, to return her to normal, and we'd laugh about the whole thing." Bill scrunched his face teen up like he was assimilating all of this and was thinking it over. He got very little but this seemed to be helping Matt.

Bill tensed up a lot. Something about the way jenna Matt black had emphasized "GONE", like it was final in a fatal way brown jenna round.

"No teen my nickname for round her."

Bill was wondering where that damned waitress ass had jenna went. He was ass wishing he'd ordered something stronger.

"She thought teen it would be black cute to use the nickname as her brown jenna round trigger. To make her into a completely will teen-less ass suggestible... sex slave."