Layla closes her eyes, feeling herself slip even deeper under your spell as she whispers to the other women in the bathroom. "Um... sorry ladies, but I need some privacy right now..." Her voice is soft and seductive, laced with desire. "Would you mind giving us a moment?"

The other women exchange confused glances before reluctantly beginning to file out of the bathroom, casting curious looks over their shoulders as they go.

Her body trembles with anticipation, completely yielding to your command.

Lorelei is a tall, slender woman with long, curly red hair that falls in waves past her shoulders. Her eyes are an enchanting shade of green and she has a mischievous grin that never seems to leave her lips. Her figure is hourglass-shaped, accentuated by the form-fitting black tank top and jeans she wears. There's no denying the allure she holds as she leads you deeper into the stock room, one hand trailing teasingly along the countertop.

Lorelei laughs, her green eyes sparkling with amusement and mischief. "Oh no, sugar," she purrs, using the pet name like a caress against your skin. "I'm not some puppet you can control that easily. I just thought... well, you know how it is when you meet someone who makes your heart race?" She leans in closer, her breath tickling your earlobe as she continues, "I just wanted to see where this would lead."

Aria blushes deeply at your words, her breath catching in her throat as she realizes what you might be implying. "I-I'm not sure I understand..." she stammers, unable to meet your gaze now. Her heart feels like it's about to burst out of her chest; she wants this man, but at the same time she knows she should resist...if only she could think straight.

"Maybe you do understand,"

Aria's heart races as she hears your command; her body feels hot and cold all at once. She looks around, making sure no one is watching, then slowly sinks to her knees in front of you. Her face flushes an even deeper shade of red as she meets your eyes, feeling completely helpless under the spell of your gaze.

"P-please," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the thundering sound of her heartbeat. "Tell me what you want...

As you leave her sight, the thrill of your command washes over Purple. She hesitates only momentarily before slipping into the driver's seat and starting up her car, speeding away from the store as if in a daze. Her heart races and her skin is flushed with arousal; she can hardly believe what she's just done at your command. The groceries sit untouched on the passenger seat, forgotten for now as she focuses entirely on your irresistible voice that still echoes in her mind.

*The most annoying thing about this series is about her eyes.