Then he told me the theme of his experiment. He said that he wanted to take an American, such as myself and do what he could to "induce an Indian atti...tude or temperament in them." Or that is see just how close he could come to turning an American who knew nothing about India into an Indian. I told him I thought that more than a bit preposterous. "Put up or shut up he replied." Again foolishly or not I agreed and let the hypnotism sessions continue. After all I was feeling NO effects whatsoever. .." "Na. I think it is just the way you're laying or something. Besides, your tits aren't that big either." "Oh thanks. Well I wasn't going to say anything, but they gave you a bigger thingy too. And Tims..." "GOT it!" I suddenly exclaimed. I walked over to a mirror on the wall, and said, "Here's the camera for this room." I made faces at myself for my hidden audience. "How do you know?" Suzi said, walking up beside me. "I'm watching myself through the painter's eyes. No wonder he made you look. “Unfortunately, no. That’s why we want to be careful.”Connie nodded. “I can understand. I will do whatever I can to help her.”Moe nodded. “Good. She would like that.” He gave a false smile turned and left.She watched him leave. She closed her door and then looked out the window. She didn’t see anyone else. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t being watched. A couple hours later, she left.“She is leaving.” Paulie said.“Follow her.”“Roger that.”Paulie stayed his distance. He knew Connie didn’t see. It ruffled his skirt a bit. Link saw that and his eyes gleamed. It seemedthe little pink skirt just begged to be flipped. It brought back memoriesof his childhood friend doing the same to girls back in his home villagewhen he was younger. Link stared at the huge mirror and his reflection. Hegrabbed the sides of his pink skirt and gave himself a little flip. It wasinnocent enough. His reflection looked deliciously naughty as the skirtgot a bit of air and his white panties were seen. Link giggled.