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Most of my sisters and brothers understand me too, and I them. And this is not a short list.

This would normally be frightening for many of my fellow students, but, in my case, the frightening part for me is that I also understand my fellow students even when they can't really understand me.

Of course, I'm not your normal teen-ager. And my "family" is not exactly "normal", either.

I'm a teep. And my family is pretty damn full of teeps.

Teeps? I'm not sure if it was Joan Vinge or not who first coined the shortened version of "telepath" (occasionally abbreviated as TP), hence, "teep". Telekinetics, if they exist, would be referred to as teeks. SciFi is good for something, at least.

So, like I said, my siblings understand me, as do my parents.

All right, so my current "dad" wasn't my father; he was a male teep (like me, and we're supposed to be pretty scarce) traded into the slot with the man who took over for my father. Such was my own fate, it seemed; to eventually be shuffled from family to family to ensure the widest distribution of teep genes and minimize inbreeding. I wasn't particularly happy with this but my current Dad and I knew where we stood.

I'm a member of a large family; if there's a baby boom in a close collection of women, well, we're trying to make more teeps. So I'm a child in a large family.

I've been told that telepathy isn't a trait that has strong selection pressure so there's no major advantage to encourage it or even to discourage it. As teeps, though, we see an evolutionary value in it and are trying to reinforce the trait. We are consciously treating it as an evolutionary advantage.

Most of my siblings are girls, by the way, so I'm surrounded. I've got some brothers, including one my age.

All right, so some don't understand me directly; they're "deaf" to whatever makes it possible for us to "feel" and "hear" each other. That doesn't make them easy to read at all since we can't hear them without a fair amount of effort. Whatever magic our genes put in our brains, they don't have it.

There are times I envy my brother for his freedom to choose his own path in life, free from the responsibilities I'm facing.

Being a male teep is not the best possible existence. It ain't the worst, either. It just is. There are the ups and downs of being human and the ability to feel the ups and downs of others. At home we avoid drugs, alcohol, a lot of things. At school, though, I have suffered from some contact hangovers from the bingers.

I try not to think about what my "deaf" sibs go through in our family by being on the "outside" of the net we can maintain, but it's not like their feelings can be ignored. We teeps may not be able to read the thoughts of a non-teep very well, but we can follow their feelings usually better than we want to. That's part of everything we live with, and, in my own view, would make telepathy something evolution would probably select against.

And if you don't think we don't do our damndest to help our deaf sibs find some happiness in this world, you have more than just a few screws loose. They may not be teeps but they _are_ our siblings... and that counts for a lot.

My schoolmates, however, don't understand me. And they can't. And that's often a drag.

Knowing that I'm a male teep and knowing how rare boys like me are puts extra pressure on me. I can't date anyone who is looking for commitment, and, after a while, you _crave_ the opportunity to do so.

Empathy and understanding sets us so far apart from others in school and boys like me would tend to get pummeled by the jocks. The prick-teasing girls also try to prey upon me just for my sensitivity. It hurts a lot more to see my brother Bobby being teased, not knowing it's a prank. He _does_ listen to my warnings (and the warnings of our sisters, too) but he'd like to feel loved by someone he wasn't related to.

Which, thinking about it, isn't far off from how the rest of us feel. There's an almost crushing sense of responsibility we carry in trying to arrange for the next generation. Our folks agree that it's quite a weight though our telepathy helps up carry it.

At the same time I also get to feel what some of the girls looking a me feel. Heck, my sisters get pretty horny too but, given the use of contraceptives, *they* have more opportunity to fuck around, even with the "deaf".

It's a good thing they fuck with me, too. That last was critical to my "activation".

Teeps are all born latent; I've heard that there are those who make the jump with their first menses, which kind of leaves boys out of the loop for auto-activation. So, for the rest of us, only an active teep can tell whether a person is latent or not. The way to turn a latent teep into an active teep is to "jump start" them.

I'm not talking about using booster cables, either.

Latent teeps are activated by having sex with an active teep. One of my older sisters, from a previous father than my own, climbed into bed with me a few years ago and, well...

I "woke up". It was amazing. I soon had five older sisters who rotated through my bed on a set schedule; it would be very difficult to explain that I had seven daughters and one son through five of my "sisters". (Two of my sisters were ineligible because we had the same mother.)

It's funny but nobody has adequately explained why we seem to average close to 8 girls to every boy.

So there are stresses in our extended family. If we weren't tied together so closely we would have come apart long ago. We're all individuals, with our own wants and needs; being a teep doesn't diminish that. We each have our own desire for space, of course...

One other thing a family tends to do, depending upon the size and makeup (some are all women until they can either beg, borrow or steal a male) will tend to accumulate any latent teeps; lesbian sex works for activation though there has been some consternation that full activation requires heterosexual contact.

So the area we lived in had all the latent teeps (which is never all that many) swept up into my family, as cousins, etc, little knots of women that my dad -- and I -- would circulate through. This added another three children and two pregnancies ... and one of the pregnancies was male. Whether he'd be a latent or deaf we would not be able to tell until he was born.

Sounds like a sexual paradise, doesn't it?

It might *sound* like heaven for a horny young man.

Paradise? Heaven? Bullshit!

There were times this was nothing more than being a slave to my genes, under orders to spread them as far a possible.

Sure, I'm a teen-age boy. I have no problems getting it up. I like to make love. I like to make love with girls that find it fun and exciting, too, and, yes, they are all enthusiastic. A lover who is sharing her senses with you is wonderful.

One of the burdens of telepathy is that it's effectively impossible to "just fuck" or have "casual sex". We give so much of ourselves that it _is_ making love.

But... it's still work, when all is said and done.

Sex between teeps is quite special and cannot help but be loving, but with schedules for ovulation to pay attention to, the responsibilities drag on one.

Well, another reason for the "rounds" was to keep all of the women at their full telepathic level of activation; this usually decays with time and so a "refresher" is needed.

Refreshing telepathic activation is done through sexual contact, by the way.

I think you can figure out what that means. Heterosexual contact works even better than lesbian efforts. With many more female teeps than male...

It turns out that being a teep is good for upward mobility at one's work... which is important because each time one is pregnant they have to re-gain their spot on the payroll.

So, in all of this so-called sexual paradise, I wanted what my brother Bobby wanted: a woman of my own. My dad had a wife that stayed with him as he got moved even though she was no longer able to have children; that sounded like heaven at times.

How was I to know we'd each get our wish? And from a pair of twins?

Very seldom do people move during the school year, especially with high school-age children. A strange family moved in and twin girls were new additions to school.

Now these two were weird, you know? Nor did these twins match; one was blacker than the other. Fraternal twins was my first assessment and, while correct, didn't cover their genesis well enough.

We later discovered their mother had been, well ... rather wild.

So Mindy and Mandy weren't closely matched. Other than sharing a mother they were like night and day. My sister Holly was the first to meet them which allowed all of us to know who they are.

Mindy was half black and was a latent teep, like her mother. On the other hand her twin Mandy was "deaf" but very light skinned.

My sister Holly signaled to all of us in the family that a new latent was in school and we started "hunting".

Well, I didn't try too hard. I actually bumped into Mindy by accident in the hallway. Literally.

Look, Mindy ain't thin. She's not exactly tall, either. She's got a square skeleton and is probably able to bench-press a Mack truck without breathing heavy. Her tits weren't all that large but were kind of impressive.

So I bumped into her, turning a corner too quickly and not paying attention to my "sense" of people, so I wasn't ready.

I am neither an immovable object nor an irresistible force. My brother Bobby *is*. I learned today that so is Mindy. I got knocked on my ass by her.

I was glad she didn't just hit and run and was kind enough to put out her hand to help me up.

In some ways we're touch telepaths; we can read much more when bare skin touches, even with non-teeps. Before we even touched I felt a thrill run through me, looking up into her eyes. Holly had learned a lot from her and, when my hand touched hers, I was able to learn far more. This included the fact that she had also felt the same kind of shiver run through her that had ran through me as our eyes locked.

She helped me up, lifting me effortlessly.

And ... I was in love.

In the back of my mind I could hear the whisper of my sisters but most of me was focused on Mindy's face, my hand providing me a conduit into her soul, my own seeming to fit hers perfectly. I couldn't look away even when I "heard" my mother's voice telling me to go for it.

My face moved towards her, her face approached mine...

If there's something one can do wrong inside the school it's kiss. Public Displays of Affection are frowned upon.

So we kissed anyway. There wasn't any opportunity for either of us to change our minds, there was no decision point. It just _was_.

We'd never felt this before. We were enthralled by each other and I knew her feelings better, for now, than she could know mine.

We managed to pull away from each other hearing other kids going "WooooOOOOOOO" in the hallway. I felt around with my telepathic/empathic senses to confirm the lack of adult witnesses. My eyes checked around and then turned back to Mindy, opening up with "Hi Mindy, I'm Bill... and I love you already" while holding both of her hands in mine, our eyes locked together.

The look of confusion on her face reigned supreme. This could have been fun but I found myself not wanting to upset her by being a tease. I heard Holly's giggle in the back of my head.

A slim girl, built more like me, walked up. From what I'd learned from Mindy, this was her "twin" sister Mandy.

It was funny. Mindy, here, is built like my brother Bobby but was a teep, so she should really belong with me. Her sister was built more like me, being tall and wiry but also telepathically deaf and so could easily be a match for my brother.

There is a time, in hindsight, when you realize that you've underestimated things. At the time, though, Mandy didn't command much of my attention; Mindy, however, *did*.

I could feel my heart thudding in my chest whenever I looked at Mindy. I couldn't explain the attraction, of course. It was disturbing to feel her own sensations as she felt the attraction, too, and her mind seemed mired in sticky honey as she worked to think things true.

The weirdest thing was that it felt like our hearts were beating in synchrony. I wrote that off to imagination at the time, a case of wishful thinking.

I was getting familiar with that sensation, too.

"Bill? How did you know my name?" Mindy drew herself back, her hands pulling on mine to get free. She didn't try to release my hands which kind of denied her first thought to get some emotional distance from me.

I smiled, some of the drag cleared up by her speech. "I know a lot of things. About you, about your sister, even about your family. I cheat."

As expected she started to get angry. Some women get ugly when they're showing their irritation; Mindy, however...

I liked her look even though it was aimed at me. Then I used the one real advantage an active teep has over a latent.

"Mindy, don't get angry at me right now. You'll understand later, all right? I also want you to realize that you're a beautiful girl, too, and that I love you."

Telepathic mind control, as near as I can tell, is an utter fantasy. Hypnosis and the like works a lot better simply by seducing someone to go along with what you want, regardless of whether dealing with normals and active teeps. There is one exception to this, of course: Latent teeps take verbal orders from active teeps without question. That "control" evaporates as soon as the teep is activated, and. as far as I can tell, is a trait making activation easier.

Mandy looked at me and her sister and seemed surprised when her sister calmed down in front of her. "Min? That was some display you two made, but we've got to get to class."

Mindy nodded to her sister, then to me. I knew we'd be in other classes together, so I knew this wasn't a one-time thing.

In order to ensure observation, I filled in all of my sisters with new information; we had enough spies around to keep Mindy under surveillance.

Before they escaped me, Bobby walked up with a "Hey, bro" and spotted Mindy and then Mandy. He looked up and down at Mandy as she did the same with him and I watched their eyes meet.

And, this close to them both, I felt it, all the way up and down my body, the shiver of strong emotion.

Teeps are empaths *first*. I felt it happen in both of them and I'd only experienced the sensation once before... in myself. It's precious because of that.

I got a laugh from Jackie, one of my sisters, when I was commenting on what I felt with Bobby and Mandy; she told me she felt it between me and Mindy, the latent.

It's called "love at first sight". An instant bonding was happening before our eyes and I could feel their decision.

Bobby and Mandy couldn't pull their eyes away from one another and I realized I'd not resisted at all when my eyes had first met Mindy's.

Mindy's eyes met mine again and we started to move to our classes.

And, through the web of connections, I felt my mother smile.

Bobby's mother also sent a smile to me for him.

It wasn't immediate but Jackie caught up and I saw us from outside.

Wow, we were a weird mix; we'd each chosen a girl who was not built like us.

The rest of the day was hard on all of us; I felt lust for the first time in my life. The idea of sex with Mindy was untouched with the idea of it being 'work'.

Sure, I'd get a chance in the future, but I wanted to hold her and cuddle her and...

So all four of us met again outside the school; being a teep it took little effort to lead Bobby as I tracked Mindy down. Mandy, of course, was with her sister, which did reinforce Bobby's faith in me. We led them to Paula, my next older sister since she had custody of the van we rode in. We introduced them as if it was really needed. We were crowded in the van with Janet, Holly, Heidi and Jill. We had a full van.

I'd told Bobby about Mandy and Mindy and that only Mindy was a teep, albeit latent. He double-checked with me, "Mandy can be mine, then? I want to be sure of that."

Jackie squeezed his shoulder and whispered in his ear that Mandy was already his... and that we already knew that he was already hers. She added "Be careful, though; don't scare her away."

Mindy, meanwhile, was suspicious of me, especially when I introduced my brother again as my brother and all of my sisters as "sisters and cousins" to throw her off a bit. She had to work to keep her distance because I could feel her melting each time she looked at me.

And my sisters reflected back to me how much it felt like I was melting every time I looked at her.

Paula asked them if they needed a lift, they agreed. The rest of us kept them busy and Paula drove directly to their house.

Bobby and Mandy were holding hands and gazing into each other's eyes. They were lost; she was on autopilot and did not notice that Paula hadn't needed directions.

Mindy, as much as she found me attractive, was more able to mount a defense and asked Paula how she knew where to go.

Mandy and Bobby were already at the front door of the house when Paula answered, quietly "I got the location from Bill, here. He pulled it out of your head."

Mindy's "Whaaaa?" of confusion lasted a while, so I took point. "Mindy... we're telepaths. Teeps."

"Buh... buh... buh..." I could feel her mind flopping like a fish out of water, trying to figure out which way is up.

Paula added "And so are you. But your sister isn't."

She steadied down. "I know I'm not a mind-reader. I can't read anybody at all."

I smiled this time. "Well, we're not really mind-readers, you know. You're still only a latent teep; once you've been activated as a teep, you'll be able to exchange thoughts with other teeps but you can't really read much more than the emotional state of non-telepaths. It's just that you need to be jump-started from the latent state."

Paula added "Yeah, any one of us can activate you, but it takes a boy like Billy to bring you to full strength. And, if you go through with it... you'll enjoy the experience."

"So what do I do?"

"Where do you want to be? Here at your house or at ours?"

Mindy looked around, confused. Holly added "Activation is done through sex. Lesbian sex works pretty well, but hetero sex works better. Oh, yeah, I forgot... barrier methods of contraception won't allow full activation so you may want to do it with one of us girls, first, until you can go on the pill."

In the back of my mind I'd followed the "spark" of my brother, now inside the house with Mandy. That spark flared and all of us (excepting both Mindy and my sister Janet) caught our breath. We felt for Mandy's lust at the same time...

Mindy asked "What happened? You all got a funny look on your faces."

Janet decided to take pity on her as the rest of us in the van felt Mandy's fast rise towards her own orgasm. "I'd bet that they just felt Bobby or even Mandy have an orgasm. I've seen them like this before, lots of times. See their breathing? Either my brother or your sister is still going at it hot and heavy."

"What?! We can't..."

That snapped us back into focus in the here and now. Paula told her "We felt it, those two... are in love with each other. It was love at first sight. Not lust, love. We can tell the difference, and you will too, hopefully soon. And we're happy that our brother has found someone worthy of his love. Both of our brothers. Now if only we can marry off the sprout," indicating Janet, "here. Think your brother Mike would be interested?"

I looked and saw Janet blush before she asked Mindy "Mike? What's he look like?"

Mindy's mind came to a decision; "Come on in. Hopefully we won't disturb my sister too much."

When we walked in we were the disturbed ones; Mandy and Bob had not made it past the living room; we found her riding our brother Bobby like there was no tomorrow. He was a full participant and they were both on the edge. Her flash of embarrassment was odd to feel before Bobby got her attention back to him and her heat had increased because of the public nature of their coupling.

Neither Bobby nor Mandy were teeps but all of us save Janet (and, for now, Mindy) felt their climax. As the couple on the floor calmed down Paula commented "Well, bro, you're lucky, you know. She is expecting her period the day after tomorrow, as is Mindy."

I saw Mindy's suddenly suspicious look... and she remembered again what I'd claimed to be. Paula told her "Take my brother Billy up to your room and fuck his brains out. We need to talk to these two for now. And don't you dare bother trying to be quiet, we'll know what you're doing anyway; we'll be listening in via Billy and even you, when you're activated. You'll understand what it's like soon and I think you'll like it."

Mindy looked around and I could feel the compulsion hit her as she pulled my hand, leading me up the stairs to the bedroom she shared with her sister.

Within minutes we were well past kissing and stroking at each other on the bed. Even though this was Mindy's first time, her body was more than merely "ready" and "able". Her hymen gone she was climbing on full afterburners, reaching for her first climax, as was I. This was the most intense bout of sexual activity in my life (even including my first) and we soon came together ... and her mind half opened.

Another light flared into being. She could be read now as a full teep but couldn't receive quite yet. That would take our second climax. Fortunately twice in a row is possible for all male teeps when dealing with initial activation. We still had no explanation, but even the oldest male teeps could climax twice within minutes during a jumpstart of a female.

With her partial awakening came the sense of sexual hunger again, which, to put it mildly, instantly stiffened my resolve. We went at it again, the slope to our second climax steeper and shorter and this one seemed so different for me.

We still don't know enough about telepathy; the whats and who's we can trace, but the actual genes weren't known, nor was the *why* being even theorized much less understood. So the experience of being a telepath varied from person to person and time to time so each time with a new person was an experiment writ large. This time was a completely new experience that no one in our family had ever experienced.

I was told later that it was because I loved her.

Mindy and I, instead of "mere" activation, seemed to merge.

For a drawn out moment, with the orgasms echoing between our bodies, we felt it in our soul. Singular. It was more like we were one person in two bodies for that infinite moment,

This was startling; Mindy knew, from my memories, that this was a new experience.

We almost lost ourselves in each other but the moment (and our simultaneous climax) started to fade, which started the process of returning to ourselves.

It took some effort to separate out our memories from each other. There was some reluctance to return to being more alone in our bodies (despite the link) but the distance was growing between our minds as our bodies calmed.

The normal "indoctrination" download we teeps all carried for moments like this had never been passed to her but read directly from deep inside me.

As we panted, our eyes on each other, it took time to be me again, and, through our link, her to return to herself.

Neither of us relished this process, but... it was a price to the most intense meeting of minds I had ever experienced.

I know afterglow. This was something more, much more. It wasn't about sex, though the sex was fantastic because of it (and enabled it's full flower). In the effort to pull back together as *me* I found pieces of her still in my mind. It felt good. I knew from our connections that she was finding pieces of me deep within her mind as well.

And, let me tell you, even though it's hard to explain, that felt *good*.

Mindy and I kept up our touching, oblivious to the network of minds around us, until something disturbed the calm equilibrium of the system. Mindy was basking in the glow of the network of minds she'd joined. I could almost feel her mind likening it to feeling like a contented cat curled up in a sunny window.

This disturbance was initially frightening.

Mike had arrived. With his mother Miranda. And had walked in on Bobby and Mandy cuddled on the couch, still nude (they had started again) with my sisters around them. Due to feelings they'd been sharing from me only Janet was paying much attention to the situation. Sometimes it's nice to have someone around less easily distracted.

Hmmmm ... another evolutionary disadvantage for telepathy.

Miranda raised her voice which snapped a lot of us out of our idyll; Mindy and I got up, the damage done, and walked downstairs still naked. Besides, Miranda was a latent teep.

Paula looked her in the eyes and said "Calm down!" as we walked down the stairs. I heard the bellowing stop and the boy caught sight of us arriving, hand in hand.

Mike was gaping like a fish. I introduced everybody, Janet last.

I felt it again, but this time Mindy was with me, our brains seemingly mixed together. Janet and Mike trapped each other just as Bobby and Mandy; there was some strange kind of chemistry between our families. Mike's physical response was rather more obvious but Janet's body showed it's own response given her lack of a brassiere.

This was getting a bit deep, very deep. It seemed unnatural for two members of each family to, well, fall in love like this, it was like a sudden crystallization.

In order to explain things Mindy took point. Being fully aware of one advantage as a teep, she told her mother "Take my boyfriend to your bedroom and have him fuck your brains out."

We could tell that she was vacillating but Miranda had already found me physically desirable.

Bullshit.

Miranda was hot to trot. She looked over my brother and me and I was "less occupied"; our nudity just turned her body on even more. She didn't even *try* to resist the order her daughter gave her. I suspect she would have jumped me even without the order from a teep.

Awakening this woman wasn't the event that awakening her daughter had been, but it was... powerful. She fucked like a bunny and loved me for my attention. When her telepathic abilities awakened she could feel all of us ... and even her daughter Mindy. She also learned a lot of things from my sisters, too, though I provided her download of teep skills the more normal way this time. She dropped into the web of minds and was welcomed in comfort.

When we finally stepped out of her bedroom, she showed no surprise seeing Bobby and Mandy sitting on the couch, looking quite sated. She knew from my sisters that those two had fucked each other into a stupor. I think she was more startled to see Mindy and my sisters coaching her son Mike to lose his virginity with my sister Janet.

All right, so none of my sibs (in my age group) are virgins.

OK, yes, the girls use contraceptives, for now.

Incest? Yes. Bobby and Holly, even though they were born of the same mother (and from the same father) had sex quite often, as did I and Paula, but in their case it was to make sure Bobby was more confident in his sexuality. Likewise, Janet and I had gotten together now and again, partially as SOP to help keep her feeling loved and wanted; her emotional pain at being on the "outside" was ours, as well.

So we knew to take precautions against inbreeding but didn't stop us from providing comfort.

Michael and Janet were definitely working together and, when finally finished, a happy couple. Miranda could finally sense their happiness more directly.

And that's when things hit the fan.

Mike turned to Janet, they kissed, then he looked around and asked "What's going on?"

Paula was the oldest of our group, so she got to answer "You and Janet are a couple now, right? Are you happy?"

His eyes went back to Janet; we could *feel* the thrill run through them both. We felt the thrill when Mandy's eyes met Bobby's, too, but we could also feel the edge of curiosity in her mind.

"Mandy, Michael..." I spoke up, "there's a secret you need to keep. Mindy's a teep. So is your mom. But neither of you are teeps." At the sensation of confusion in Mandy's head I amplified "Teeps, as in T.P.s, as in telepaths. Teeps can read each other's minds."

Michael looked abashed, then stared at Janet. I could feel his sense of unease which Janet couldn't, though his face showed her some of it. It was almost obvious in hindsight to figure it out when he said to Janet "So you can feel what I'm feeling? Did you make me fall in love with you?"

I could *feel* the mixed emotions of love and fear take root in him as well as Mandy, who also reacted. She backed off from Bobby. I shook my head to ensure they understood, "No, she can't, he can't. Bobby and Janet aren't teeps at all. We felt it, though... they fell in love with you as you fell for them. We felt it, we couldn't read it... and the thrill that we can tell you get looking at each other is, well, pretty hot."

I could feel the anxiety drop. We didn't have mind control abilities against normals but enough stories have gotten it wrong. On top of that it's hard to lie, even to a normal.

Michael looked back at Janet, then at me. "But you're his sister. How could you not be a teep?"

She curled up with him and answered "We don't know how it all works out. There's at least a chance that our children may be teeps. I think I'd like that, even if my brother thinks it's a drag to be a telepath."

I got two curious faces turned towards me, so I answered "Male teeps are far more scarce than females, and the birth statistics seem to favor making a lot more girls per boy."

I got nods from Mandy and Michael.

"So, in effect, I'm a prisoner of my balls. In order to make more teeps, I have to help make them. Also, heterosexual contact is required to bring a teep up to what we find to be full strength. I activated both your sister and your mom today, and they each will need to have sex with me or my dad at least once a month to maintain their edge."

They still stared at me. Then Mandy asks "So what do I do?" I could see Michael glance at his sister and nod.

"Bobby and Janet are able to be with you and have normal lives."

The look of relief on their faces was intense.

I turned back to Mindy and pulled her into my arms, giving her a kiss, which deepened. When I pulled away I could hear Paula and Holly almost gasping for air.

"Unfortunately, Mindy has to share Billy" Paula added, "with us and other female teeps, but, at least, she knows that Bill wants her to be with him. I hope you realize how impossible the odds were for three couples for bond so easily."

That's when there was a knock on the door. We looked around and I joined the others in "feeling"...

Mindy and I boogied for her room as Miranda put her clothes back together. The others quietly grabbed their clothes and headed for other rooms. When she opened the door for the cops she was reasonably presentable.

I helped Mindy clean up and dress then she helped me so that we could join the others in the front room.

Well, it was obvious from Miranda's discussion with the cops that she had a nosy neighbor who called in a "party" even though we'd not been all that noisy. We could feel Miranda smirk as the call got defused and the policement departed.

Miranda provided her suspicions of the anonymous caller; we cast around, feeling for a specific set of emotions in the neighborhood.

Well, we're not _that_ good; feeling around for a normal's feelings is seldom successful. None of us could get a feel until Bob suggested "Bill, why don't Mandy and I go out on the porch and make out a bit? If we piss 'em off again, maybe you'll feel it?"

Mandy looked at him then at us. "What?"

Paula answered her confusion: "We talk to him about things, so he knows how this can work. He's right, if you can set off strong feelings in someone we'll have a chance of being able to feel it too."

I shrugged. "Sometimes I'm surprised at how sharp he is about our capabilities."

Miranda smiled at him and nodded. _Now_ she could feel the sudden thread of excitement and happiness run through Mandy on hearing this suggestion.

It's funny, but providing a goad can be a mixed bag. While we did learn that the neighbor directly across the street got really upset, there was a more diffuse sensation that others found the display, even as tame as it was, exciting.

Now that we knew who the local "nosey neighbor" was, Paula asked Miranda to give our folks a call and find out if she could come over with her kids.

Don't laugh... using a telephone makes sure that the message gets through properly. Sure, we could talk to our folks telepathically but Miranda wasn't as well connected. This call made sense and I knew our folks wanted to see us with our beaus.

The trip home in two vehicles-- Paula driving the van with me, Mindy, Bob and Mandy leading the way. Miranda was driving with Janet and Michael in the back seat. Holly, Heidi and Jill got a laugh out of how we fit together as soon as we piled into the van.

On the way to the van I felt the spike of irritation from the neighbor when Mindy came out of the house; from this I figured that she was a racist, too. Mindy recognized the sensation and she was mentally giggling as she laced her fingers together with mine; when I wrapped her in a hug at the door to the van before we got in I felt a surge of anger run through the nosey neighbor.

Mindy and I were laughing as we hugged and kissed in the back seat of the van. Bob and Mandy took advantage. If I'd had any attention to spare from Mindy I'd have noticed that they seldom came up for air.

Arriving home was anticlimactic; living on the outskirts of town gave us a lot of room for a yard and the large house with a wonderful lack of close neighbors.

Our family was very happy to welcome these new people; my dad and Miranda got it together and we made sure that Miranda was fully integrated into our family's network. Mindy and I made sure to reinforce her connection as well.

After dinner I was pleased to discover that we were going to shuffle housing; Mindy would move in with me so that she could get used to our household while Bob was going to move in with Mandy. Janet and Michael weren't going to move in together quite yet but they could see each other at Mike's house. Paula was going to be running a bus service for us.

We did make another run to Miranda's to pick up Mindy's clothes and return Mandy and Bob (with _his_ clothes). Janet rode with us delivering Michael back home but spent the ride back in enough enough emotional pain that both Mindy and I spent the time curled up with her to provide comfort.

It's funny-- Janet slept with Mindy and I that night.

Well, Janet and I had plenty of previous sexual contact but this time, with Mindy there... it was different. It meant more.

Even now I can't explain it.

We slept well enough and the next morning's prep was earlier than usual-- Paula had an extra stop.

Miranda was in touch as we coordinated the pickup, discovering that Michael had been as torn up emotionally as we'd seen Janet. It had taken a lot of talk between Bobby and Miranda with Mandy to explain comfort and how Bobby felt ... and Michael had been cuddled (and more) by his own sister Mandy without even the slightest reproach from Bobby.

We knew Miranda planned for Mandy to be placed on contraceptives with her next period; Mindy confirmed with me that she wanted to put off possible pregnancy as well.

The rush together of Janet and Michael would have been funny if we hadn't been caught in the undertow of their turbulent emotions as they oscillated into synchronization.

Mindy stared at me, a half-idea in her eyes. We were still following both of them as they hugged each other. We also paid attention to Bob and Mandy as they walked out to the van, hand-in-hand, which brought the idea to fruition.

Mindy and I looked at each other, carefully, trying to break the synchronization of our feelings... and couldn't.

There was some new trait we'd found and, in the cauldron of a "normal" school-day, we were going to find some of the advantages conferred on us ... along with the disadvantages.

With only little hints to my sisters, Mindy and I watched Michael and Janet closely as they crowded into the van with us; it wasn't long before we knew they were breathing in synchrony. Checking their pulses discovered...

How could two people's bodies be so in tune with each other? Neither were teeps! Holly caught on, along with Paula, Heidi and Jill... who checked Mandy and Bobby.

Again, another couple were in synchrony. It was spooky since we could also _feel_ the cadence of their emotions.

I was taken by surprise to find Holly's hands on the wrists of both Mindy and myself...

Well, I was smoked as an outside observer; whatever this thing was, Mindy and I had it too.

This was kicked up to our folks to think about as we pulled into the parking lot at the school.

I realize this will seem stupid but we _did_ all stand out in the student parking lot and always have. We had an older passenger van for us to ride in while the vast majority of students had fairly new sporty vehicles. We'd been teased about this but the addition of three people-- Mindy, Mandy and Michael-- caught the attention of the "toughs".

Janet and Michael went right one group as they made their way to the middle school, hand-in-hand. Their contentment as they walked was palpable to me... but I'm a teep. That knot of pricks moved out of their way without realizing it.

Unfortunately, in ignoring my little sister and her beau they focused on us and I could feel some slimy eyes running up and down Mandy...

Being a teep is not good for one's blood pressure; we could all feel what the others were feeling and thinking as we got the opportunity to directly sense their sexual interest in Mandy (which she wasn't sensing herself).

When Bobby and Mandy finished getting their book-bags on, they reached for each other's hand we felt it.

We were all paying attention to the group of toughs who'd been drooling over Mandy so we could sense the sudden change as she disappeared to them.

I reached for Mindy's hand and started walking toward the school, as did the rest of our crowd. Bobby and Mandy led the procession, Mindy and I taking the rear...

This was _weird_.

Mindy and I had to separate since we weren't all in the same classes. Bob and Mandy's turn to follow their differing schedules was, if anything, harder to watch.

Mandy is nothing like Mindy. Bobby is nothing like me.

In the photos it was easy to see that Mandy was not enjoying the way he touched her once he trapped her against her locker.

In the photos it was easy to see that Mandy was not enjoying the way he touched her once he trapped her against her locker. Mindy figured that we could use these photos to show how Brett was intimidating female students.

Mandy's anger lit off, a sudden dose of adrenaline working to accelerate her body into fight or flight.

I watched (and felt!) as Bobby's body got a sudden rush of adrenaline out of the blue. They were in synchrony. In the sudden jag of anger that hit him he looked at me, I said "Up by her locker, it's Brett".

I swear I was talking to myself by the time I said "by" as Bobby took off.

Some people (like myself and Mandy) are not well-toned to run so I was limited in how quickly I could keep up with my brother... but I got to witness the event second-hand through Mindy's eyes.

It was all pretty straightforward as Bobby pulled Brett away from Mandy and pushed him away-- right into two of his regular goons.

Now under normal circumstances this should have escalated into a fight, a fight that my brother Bobby would only lose being outnumbered, when something happened.

I arrived on the scene as he reached for Mandy's hands to comfort her.

We could feel Mandy's anger light off, the sudden dose of adrenaline working to accelerate her body into fight or flight.

I watched (and felt!) as Bobby's body got a sudden rush of adrenaline out of the blue. Despite not touching each other just then, they were still in synchrony. In the sudden jag of anger that hit him he looked at me, I said "Up by her locker, it's Brett".

I swear I was talking to myself by the time I said "locker" as Bobby took off.

Bobby's take-off was like films I've seen of a jet fighter being launched from an aircraft carrier; the only thing telling us that he didn't crack Mach 1 was the lack of a sonic boom.

Some people (like myself and Mandy) are not so well-toned to run so I was limited in how quickly I could keep up with my brother though I imagined the vacuum left by his passage might have made a difference. I got to witness the start of the event second-hand through Mindy's eyes.

It was all pretty straightforward as Bobby pulled Brett away from Mandy and pushed him away -- right into two of his regular goons.

Now under normal circumstances this should have escalated into a fight, a fight that my brother Bobby would only lose being outnumbered, when something happened. Mindy and I could feel all three of them ready themselves for a fight with Bobby but it never got far enough along for them to act on it.

I arrived on the scene as he reached for Mandy's hands to comfort her. I reached for Mindy's hand and she let the camera hang since she didn't need to collect any more evidence of wrong-doing until the fight started.

Nobody else does.

It was like the red flashy-thingie from Men In Black went off to cover the tracks as Brett, Tommy and Gary vanished in a puff of smoke. We felt them vanish, their emotions just dropping out of existence.

It was like the flashy-thingie "neuralyzer" from Men In Black went off to cover the tracks as Brett, Tommy and Gary vanished in a puff of smoke. We felt them vanish, their emotions just dropping out of existence. They never knew anything happened.

And maybe teeks.

Mindy and I looked at each other, realizing we were one of three couples that had formed and, in forming, become something new. And something dangerous.