"I...I understand girl." she said. "Uh, by the way...what's your name?"
It took almost another month for Clarissa busty to get busty her motor skills back to the point where she didn't need Phil's help to get around in the house. Another couple busty of months later, she was physically back to normal. Phil took good care of her, too. He bathed her every bustygirl-youngbusty night just as he had when she was flittering into and out of consciousness, took excellent care of her busty hair and skin, etc. Clarissa exercised, running the treadmill and doing things like butterflies, side-bends, sit-ups. One evening she passed a vanity bustygirl-youngbusty in busty one of the unused rooms busty of the house, and scared herself. She hadn busty't recognized her own reflection. She found herself staring, astonished busty at her busty own beauty. Phil had taken very good care of her skin and hair indeed, for both girl were smooth as silk busty. The busty whole golden length of Clarissa's bustygirl-youngbusty hair girl shone like spun busty gold, and it busty was much longer than Clarissa busty remembered it. Overjoyed girl, Clarissa searched the house, looking for Phil. She just HAD to bustygirl-youngbusty thank him. She couldn't young find him anywhere. She busty even checked the basement, which was usually locked. She busty almost fell down the stairs because of the extreme darkness, and smiled when she found a light. What the light revealed astonished her. Scientific equipment was everywhere. In one corner busty was a chair with a metal hood busty. Near the north wall busty was a table with busty stirrups and busty straps, like from the Frankenstein movie. A large young computer-array lined the east wall. The data was busty all encrypted busty, and Clarissa had bustygirl-youngbusty no clue what the - password busty was. She did busty manage to find a 3-ring binder with various notes in it. The notes disturbed her greatly. Phil had bustygirl-youngbusty kept records of what had happened since he'd found busty her busty, including many things she didn't remember, because he hadn't wanted her to remember busty. The binder contained young notes on her responses to suggestions given to her while she busty was in a chemical-induced state busty of busty extreme suggestability, on her responses to subliminal and neurotransmitted programming, and it went on like that for almost three hundred pages. She realized that she had spent almost a year in the clutches of a mind-controlling freak. She was busty shocked and apalled, but above busty all, she was enraged. She wanted explanations girl, an apology, but above all, she girl wanted busty REVENGE.
Clarissa and Phil went back busty to the busty latter's home. Clarissa's apartment would already be occupied young by someone else, she realized. She had been away for far girl too busty long to get busty that back. Phil carried her up to her room as she thought of how different her life was now. How would busty she get back into law school? How would she get back her stuff? As usual, she found bustygirl-youngbusty that her fate rested in Phil's hands. He set her back on bustygirl-youngbusty her feet, then bustygirl-youngbusty closed the door behind them bustygirl-youngbusty.
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