"You know her," I finally said and I guess it sounded like an accusation or something, but I didn't mean it to. I was just confused and I still didn't... really understand how Heather could know so much about me and my mom."I think so," she told me. "Yeah." Think so?" I pulled the shower curtain back a little, just enough so I could see her. "I heard Heather talking to you on the phone!" Well..." She's got your picture on her mirror, Mom," I blinked water out of my eyes. "Your school picture from. Similarly, I can remove triggers by doing the same thing and saying "You will no longer dance when I clap". After beginning to recite a trigger, my target is unable to look away. Once my trigger is planted, they will forget that I said the trigger conditions and carry on like nothing happened. Oh, and I can modify triggers by adding things like "You won't realize you're following the trigger" or "You'll think that the action you take with this trigger is normal, or something you wanted to do".. That sounded great. ‘I didn’t mean anything negative by that’ I said quickly. Luckily Becky didn’t take it as an insult. ‘No offense taken Dave’ Becky said. ‘It does do that to you, build up your shoulders and back too. I mean, I’m never going to be taken for a model or anything one way or the other anyway and it scares off some of the predators too.’ I laughed and countered with, ‘not all of them though. Some of those weirdos think it’s incredibly sexy.’ Becky chuckled and said ‘I hope it just. I felt her thigh through the denim and loved it. They all had long legs. Sam was a bit more toned than the other girls. Max’s breasts a bit fuller. Alex was a hint more slender in every way. The roar of the zipper cut the silence as the girls watched me. Max was giggling and covering her smile and self-destruct-button-red embarrassed cheeks. I laid the boot out on the table. Alex aligned it over her own lap. I grabbed Max’s other leg.I wanted the world to collapse down until it was just the two.