Flora's eyes fluttered a second, then flew open. She saw Mandy, and smiled uncertainly. She stood stock still, looked around, and failed to recognize her surroundings. Her eyes grew wide. She was standing in a bathroom stall. The last thing she remembered, she had been sitting at the ice cream shop table, talking with Jason and Mandy about the kids who ran the place.

"Oh, shit," she said softly.

"Well," said Mandy, "are you ready to go back?"

"Back?"

"Back to the hotel."

"Back to the hotel," echoed Flora, "Uh, sure." She took inventory of the stall. Herself, Mandy, and Mandy's shopping bag. Nothing else. She knew what had been done- they'd been playing with it for years, but only rarely- Mandy insisted that it remain a rare treat for some reason. She never gave Flora any warning, although Flora had years ago offered up her free will on the altar of good times, and every time, it shook Flora to her core.

"You hypnotized me again, didn't you?"

"Yep."

"I don't suppose you'll tell me what you've done this time, either."

Mandy grinned. "Nope. Ready?"

"Okay, what the hell," she looked down, saw the shopping bag, and bent to pick it up. "Oh!" she exclaimed. An amazing sensation had just shot through her sex. She grasped the bag and stood up in slow motion.

"Oh my," she added. She looked down and felt the grope' panties through the thin latex of her skirt. She wiggled her bottom experimentally, then looked up at Mandy with wide eyes and a breathless smile. "I'm ready, oh am I ever. but I don't think I can walk very far, love."

"You'll have to. Walking is the only way you're going to get back, and I'm not letting you off the hook until we are back in our room."

Flora headed for the bathroom door, a determined look on her face. "Well," she said, "I'll give it my best shot. Good God, what have you stuffed me with? I love it! Er, them."

Mandy just chuckled as they walked silently past the consternated soda jerks, pausing only long enough to sweep up her other bag, and grab her mackintosh from the rack.

-=O=- Jason was about to go back in to see what was keeping them, when the two appeared at the door, and walked over to him, a happy smile on each of their faces. He noted that Flora seemed wide awake and happy. "I don't suppose you had anything to do with this," she said as they walked up.

Shooting a glance at Mandy, he asked innocently, "With what?".

"With these giant ben wa's stuffed inside me, you dolt," she hissed at him, grinning.

"Why, I, uh." he looked at Mandy for support.

"They were his idea, actually," remarked Mandy casually.

"Oh thanks a lot," Jason shot back.

Flora looked skyward. "I might have known," she said. "I hope you two perverts don't mind helping a helpless lady home, do you? Mmmm. I feel weak in the knees for some reason." Mandy and Jason each took an arm, and they sauntered off down the street, three good friends, innocently walking arm in arm.

"Oh God," said Flora after about a block, "this is wonderful. If we don't slow down, I think I'm going to come."

"We're not stopping," Mandy said sternly, "keep walking."

"I'm walking, I'm walking. Mmm. This is VERY nice."

After another block, she wasn't quite as calm.

"Oh God," sighed Flora, "oh Mandy. God, I love you. Both of you. Aahh! Okay, okay, I'm walking. see? I'm going, just a little bit further, yeah. Oh man. Oh, Mandy, I'm gonna come pretty soon. You don't mind, do you?" She picked up her pace a bit, bobbing up and down in an exaggerated strut on her sky-high stiletos.

"Come on you guys, keep up," she said. "Oh! That's it, yeah. Gonna come. Gonnacomegonnacomegonnacome, jeezuswhatstakingsolong, mmm, mmm, come on, that's it, oh, damn!" She was literally bouncing up and down now, oblivious to the hazards of trying to skip in high heels. She leaned harder on her two companions for support. "Oh, I can't believe this," she panted, "too good, too good, oh, so good, but not. not. Quite. Enough. Uhh, oh my God. I can't believe this. Oh. Mandy. What did you do to me? I can't. I can't. uhhhh! Jeezus! So good, mmm, so good. Mandy! You did this! Why can't I come? Oh, aauhhg!."

Mandy looked over at her. "Keep it down, lover, you'll get us all run in! Why can't you come? I've no idea. You'll just have to wait 'till we get back. We'll take care of you there, I promise. Just a little further, dear."

Flora looked frantic. Her breath came in short gasps, as she looked desperately from Jason to Mandy and back to Jason, both of whom returned bland, innocent expressions.

"Shit," she said, "why do I bother? Ohhhh, my. Ohhh, this is too wonderful. I HAVETA come, gotta come. GottacomeGottacomeGottacome. Ohhhh, shit. Ah, Ah, Ah. JeeeZUZ. I can't believe this. Can't we stop for just a sec? I can't take this, really. Puh-lease? Oh, shit. Oh, Mandy. Jason. Uh-ng. Please, let's stop, just for a second."

"Nope," replied Mandy, "No stopping. Almost there. See, it's just down the block. Flora? Flora! Flora, goddammit, open your eyes, the doorman will think you're a drunken tourist. And for God's sake, girl, keep your voice down!"

"NNNNGGG," answered Flora. "I'mmmmm tryinnngggg," she muttered through clenched teeth.

As they approached the hotel doors, Mandy slowed down, and Flora slowly straightened, and even managed to screw her mouth into a mechanical smile for the doorman as they walked up the steps.

"Just couldn't handle that wonderful ale you have over here," confided Mandy to the doorman, as they swept past.

The doorman smiled understandingly, shaking his head after they were gone. "Bleedin' yank tourists," he muttered.

Flora whined softly in desperation all through the lobby, then complained bitterly in the elevator and the rest of the way to their room.

As soon as they reached the safety of their room, Flora exploded. "That's it! I'm not taking another step until you explain why I can't seem to come! I am MORE than excited enough. I'm so. so hot I can't stand myself! Ungh! Oh, I can't tell you! Was it some hypnotism thing, is that it?"

Mandy looked at Flora placidly. "I'll let you come as soon as you do one little thing for me."

"Yes! Please! What is it? Tell me!"

"Take your shoes off and do twenty jumping jacks. Slowly."

Flora's eyes grew wide. "Oh, no. I can't." she said softly.

"Now."

"But, I. Okay, I'll try."

"Jason," Mandy said, "would you stand behind Flora, in case she falls." Jason moved. Flora started, jumping and spreading, jumping and spreading, her arms windmilling about. "One, and, two, OHGOD, three, and UH! and five, and,"

"Flora," said Mandy softly. Flora slowed down.

"No, don't slow down. Just listen to me."

".ten, jesus, so good, twelve,"

"Just listen to the sound of my voice, concentrate on what I say."

".sixteen, oh, Mandy, I'm listening.seventeen, please god, eighteen, uhh! nineteen, aaand TWENTY!"