On a gloomy rainy day in late March, my mind was so clouded by my sexual frustration that I didn't even see where Jennifer's next step would lead.

"Good morning," Jennifer said when she got into my car.

"Good morning to you too," I said before accepting her wet kiss graciously.

"Somebody is sure in a good mood," I said while she telepathically gave me kisses on my cheeks and neck.

"That's because I have a big surprise for you after school."

"You do?" I said, already surprised.  "Any hints?"

"Nope.  You'll just have to suffer until then."

"I've created a monster," I said grinning as she teased me with her telepathic kisses getting closer to the down under.

But then I started to feel the strain again, especially when her teasing became obviously sexual by surrounding my crotch with kisses without letting one get too close.

"Please stop?  I'm having trouble steering straight," I said desperately.

"Don't you like my little gifts?" she said wickedly.

"I asked nicely, now STOP!" I said as I began canceling every symbol coming out of her head.

"Oh!" she whined.  "Sometimes I just wish..."

"What?" I said angrily.  "That I couldn't defend myself from you?  That I couldn't keep you from driving me nuts and crashing into a tree?  You know, you just can't toy with people for the fun of it."

"Hrmph!" she snorted.  "You're just not any fun any more."

We didn't say anything else until I pulled in, then we both just kind of looked at each other and instantly started to apologize at the same time.  We ended up in each other's arms staring into each other's eyes deeply in love, and after feeling the intense mutual physical attraction grow between us again, we ended up making out in the drivers seat until the five minute bell rang.

"Now you behave yourself," she said with just a hint of humor in her voice while she stroked every nerve in my body with her telepathic hand.  "Otherwise no surprise for Timmy Wimmy."

"Uh huh?" was all I could say while enjoying the wonderful sensations she was inflicting on me.

By the time I reached my first hour, I was having considerable doubts I could keep my promise much longer from the way I had been checking out the girls in the halls and thinking about how good it would feel to just suck on their tits before they blew me long and hard.

And the worst part of it was, after romancing Jennifer so publicly for so long, I discovered more girls than ever were willing to do just that given the chance and the proper motivation.  I wasn't sure Jennifer had known of my frustrations before that day, but by lunch time I had been unable to keep my mind from these kind of things even while I knew she was monitoring my thoughts.

But she didn't say anything, and by that time I didn't care.  I wasn't thinking rationally, my self control only barely being able to prevent myself from acting on my lust and need the rest of the school day.

"Let's go up to the room," Jennifer said when I met her at her locker after school.

"Okay," I said as I noticed how nice Nicole Hampton's jeans fit her sexy ass.

My eyes watched that ass as long as it could, then as we started to climb the stairs to the third floor, I became aware that my stare hadn't gone unnoticed.

"Sorry.  I just can't help myself," I said pathetically.

She didn't say anything in reply, but I sensed she wasn't as upset about it as I would have expected.  In fact, the more I felt her out with my empathic senses, the more confused I became about what her feelings on the matter actually were any more.

I was so involved in feeling her out with my empathic abilities that I didn't even notice someone was waiting at the door for us until Jennifer said, "Hi, Lee."

"Don't hi me, you little twerp," Lee snapped back.  "I don't know how I let you talk me into coming here.  I was supposed to go out with.."

"Come on, Lee," Jennifer said patiently.  "Inside, and please stop complaining."

"Hrrr!" Lee said while she complied.

"Jennifer, what's going on?  Why is Lee here?"

"She's your surprise," Jennifer said with great amusement and pleasure.

"What do you mean I'm his surprise?" Lee demanded.

"Tim, I don't want you to be so... unhappy because of me.  I know you've been having a lot of trouble lately because you haven't had sex for so long, so I'm going to let you and Lee have sex while I..."

"WHAT!" Lee said enraged as I exclaimed, "Jennifer, you can't be serious."

"If you think I'm going to fuck this.... this...  If you think I'm going to fuck him just because you say so, you're crazy!"

"Lee, you've been thinking about doing it with him for months now, so don't try and deny it," Jennifer huffed.

Then she turned to me and said, "You've proven to me that even while you're miserable you wouldn't betray me.  I've thought about this a lot, and because I love you and I trust your love for me, I think that if having sex with my sister makes you happy again, it will be okay since it's her and not someone I don't know or care about."

"I can't believe it," Lee muttered as she sat down on the couch.

Normally I would have refused, if simply for the fact I had no real feelings for Lee besides sexual attraction.  But I wasn't thinking straight, my hormones having a field day with my senses of right and wrong, and after a few confusing moments, I managed to give a somewhat intelligent response.

"Are you going to watch?"

"A little, but I'm not sure how much."

"You're not going to watch anything because there isn't going to be anything to see," Lee said firmly as she stood up to leave.

"Lee, please?" Jennifer said in a surprisingly sweet and honest voice.

"I can't fuck your boyfriend for you!" Lee said with emotion, pausing in front of the closed door with her hand on the knob.  "I can't do that to you..."

Jennifer walked over to her, gently took Lee's hand off the knob and turned her to face her.

"Thank you, Lee," she said giving her a hug.

"For what?" Lee said surprised and hesitantly returning the hug.

"For not wanting to hurt her by possibly stealing me away from her," I said, taking my turn at sitting down on the couch.

"Yes, and for other things too," Jennifer said.  "Like showing me how to put on make up, how to curl my hair and all the other things mom forbid us to do.  You've teased me a lot, but you also helped me a lot too.  So that's why you're the only person in the world who could make love with my boyfriend without me hating you and him for doing it.  You're just doing something for me that I can't do because I'm not old enough to.  So will you?"

Lee looked down at her little sister and saw her as something other than the silly little child she had always seen.  Somewhere beneath the oddly proportioned and placed features of her young and still immature face, Lee saw her sister's true beauty along with the face of young woman which was struggling to emerge.

"But why?" Lee asked after giving Jennifer a longer tighter hug.  "He won't die if he doesn't have sex."

"That's a matter of opinion," I muttered.

"He's unhappy, Lee.  How long could you go without having to find another boyfriend to hump?  Don't look surprised.  I knew exactly what you did with your boyfriends in your room after school.  You forgot Junior high gets out earlier than the elementary schools, didn't you?"

"You mean..." Lee said, shocked to learn her sister had not only known for two and a half years, but must have waited somewhere every day after the bus dropped her off just to give her the full hour of fun.

A little smile crept onto Lee's face, then she said, "Well, you little devil.  I bet you even watched a few times, didn't you?"

"Once in a while," Jennifer confessed.  "But I never told anyone because I was afraid mom would find out."

"Are you sure you want me to?" Lee said a little nervously.  "Seeing me do it with other guys is one thing, but watching me do it with Tim...  It might be a bit more than you can handle."

"I'll be okay," Jennifer said stubbornly.  "I'll leave if I start feeling sick, and I'll stop you if I get upset."

Lee looked over at me, finding I had lain down and had my eyes shut with a look of concentration on my face.  I felt her eyes travel the length of my body, much like the way I had been looking at the girls in the halls all day, and I seriously considered opening my eyes to do the same to her.

"Well Tim?  I'm game if you are," Lee finally announced.

"Just one question," I said.

"What?" the sisters replied at the same time.

"Is this just a one time thing?"

"Yeah, Jennifer.  Is it?"

"I don't know.." she said a little doubtful.

"Lee, what about you?  Do you like the idea of her deciding where and when we have sex?"

"Well, it isn't like I have a problem getting any when I want it, so... no, I guess I don't."

"Okay then.  How do you want to start?" I said, sitting up.

"Let's see," Lee said sitting down next to me.  "Do you want some foreplay, or go straight to the fucking?"

"Definitely foreplay, and lots of it.  Is there anything special you like?  Any really hot turn ons?"

"I doubt you'd want to try it," she said, breathing in my face.

"Try me," I said, moving my head to line up with hers for a kiss.

"You'll think it's gross," she said softly after licking her lips.

"Maybe, but that doesn't mean I haven't done it before," I said, licking my own lips.

"I go randy when someone does this," she said before teasing my lips with the tip of her tongue.

"To your ass," I finished for her before sticking my tongue out to mimic what she had done.

"You mean you've... done it before?" she said, pulling back a little from surprise.

"Sure," I said, closing the remaining distance.  "Several times.  As long as it's clean, I'll munch on your ass."

"Fucken A," she muttered before pressing her red luscious lips against mine.

Our tongue thrusts were nearly violent in depth and speed, our arms struggling to find a better hold on the other in order to satisfy our lusty needs.  When we came up for air, we kept licking the other's mouths in a tease, then as our hands began removing our clothing, we wetted each other's faces with as much saliva as we could.

Lee dived for my pecs before I could remove her bra, then found her tongue feeling so good that I slid down onto my back with my tongue still gently lapping at nothing at all.  I laid there rolling my head as she wet my entire chest and abs, then finally grabbed her and pulled her plump tits to my waiting mouth.

Her struggles to return to her own oral administrations faded when she felt the sexual pleasure of my magic touch, but she never gave in entirely to its subtle call of submission.

I think that was when I first began paying attention to what I now call the different flavors of women.  I don't actually mean their tastes, but more of their color.  Black women, oriental women, blondes, brunettes, and of course red heads all have different traits which make them attractive to me.

Take your typical American blonde.  I like 'em tanned all over, no tan lines please!  There should be enough fuzz down there to prove they're a woman, and while I don't usually go for tattoos or exotic body piercings, I find a little red heart placed on a blonde's upper thigh, breast or ass just irresistible.

Now Brunettes are different for me.  I still like them tan, but GOD those tan lines drive me nuts.  And the thicker their bush the better.  Sometimes I even get turned on by a little under arm hair too.  I don't know why the color of hair makes such a difference like this, but it does.  I mean there isn't much difference in their pigmentation and body features, even if they say blondes are more fun.

Black women of course don't need a tan, and I love it when they trim their crotches so you can see their hot pink insides whenever they just barely spread the legs.  In fact they are probably the only ones I don't mind them shaving it all off just for that reason, and of course they always will be my favorite ass.  And something about watching their dark chocolate nipples get hard from arousal just makes my mouth water.

Oriental women turn me on for their sweet, youthful and innocent looks, and I am always pleasantly surprised when they turn out thinking dirtier thoughts while I am making sweet love to them.  While I do find a larger number of submissives among this group than any other, the three most dominant women who I have played submissive to were all oriental, and very soft spoken as well.

Red heads are probably the only women who I like without any kind of tan or even makeup.  Okay, so a little lip gloss can make their lips look... wet, but I prefer my strawberry without any additives thank you.  Their milky white skin, their pinky pink nipples, their fiery bush, and if they have freckles or imperfections of their skin...  Oh man, do I love that.  Why?  I don't really know, but they make the girl or woman so much more real, so much more like a woman should be that I am physically aroused by that.

Just like Jennifer, Lee was a red head.  But unlike Jennifer, she had the breasts of a supermodel and the sex drive equal or even greater to my own.  She was everything their mother would have loathed for her to become, and that's what Lee had wanted.  It first had only been her way of rebelling against their mother's over domineering attitude, but ended up getting hooked on being the dominant one when it came to men.

Lee wasn't heartless or cruel, just enjoyed being the one who made the decisions.  But what really turned her on was seeing how far she could push a guy to go before he'd say no.  She actually didn't find the sensation of a tongue grazing her ass incredibly arousing.  She had never found a guy who would even consider doing it the first time she had asked, but every one of her boyfriends ended up giving it to her, then as reward she dumped them to find someone else to break in.

But when I told her I would munch on her ass, she totally saw me in a different light.  Even while she continually resisted my attempts to getting on top while sucking on her pearl white breasts, she was contemplating that I might be impossible to dominate, and couldn't get over the fact that she found that so incredibly arousing.

She was thinking along the lines of having found her equal, someone who was as good at sex as she.  Every guy she had fucked had ran out of gas before she had, and since her only true hold she had over her boyfriends was the sex, she always ended up disappointed when she couldn't get them do anything further once they came the third or fourth time.

Out of frustration and pure lust, I decided right there and then that I would not only out last her, but take her virgin ass, all without the use of any of my special tricks.

I shut down my magic touch, then took the aggressive approach by forcing her to let me on top of her.  She struggled ever more so to reverse our position, then suddenly she submitted.  I was too far gone to even wonder at this, and after slipping my pants and jockeys off, I quickly exposed her cunt and proceeded to mount her.

Stupid, that's what it was, but without any condom or any other means of protection, I fucked her long, I fucked her hard, all while using every trick I could think of to bring her to orgasm several times, but not once using my telepathy or empathy as I did.

Lee had just finished her third orgasm when my energy ran out, my cock still hard and willing yet had not cum.  I laid there for several minutes on top of her, breathing very hard, dripping with sweat, and with my hard meat pulsing inside her.  Suddenly her own aggressive attitude came back, for she pushed me onto the floor and got on top of me, her pussy spasming as she lowered it over my rod.

She rode me slowly at first, welcoming my hands when I sent them to her breasts, then moaned when I gave them each a little pinch.  She sped up before I could do that again, and as her breasts bounced up and down with her humps, I became transfixed.

For a moment, the only thing I saw or felt was the sight of those gorgeous white and pink mammaries bouncing up and down in front of me.  It was as if I had never seen their beauty before, and for a moment I was in awe of them.

That awe began turning into lust, a fuck lust of which I hadn't felt quite like that before without the aid of the drink or something else.  Lee's body turned me on like no other before, as if all other women were just not as sexually pure as this redhead's was.  Her breasts, her mouth, her face, her cunt, her legs, her very skin was like white sexual chocolate, and I wasn't ever going to get enough of it.

Lee's own exhaustion became apparent after she had failed to cum again despite her best efforts, and once she depleted her last reserves of energy in a frantic high speed humping, she very willingly allowed me to get back on top.

While I mechanically humped her cunt at a steady conservative speed, I found it to be less enjoyable for some reason, and pretty soon discovered she agreed.  Her inside walls were even losing some of their puffiness, and it wasn't until she instinctively raised both of her knees in attempts to get me deeper within her that I suddenly realized what was in need.

"Uhh..  Don't stop.. I need to cum again," she protested when I pulled out.

"You will," I said, wiping the juices off my dick onto her exposed rose.  "You'll soon cum like you've never cum before."

"No..  I don't... UHH!" she gasped when my index finger slipped into her already loosening ass.

Her eyes were shut as she gasped and wormed from my finger sliding in and out of her rose, but then she looked up in fright when I inserted another finger.

Her fears and disapproving thoughts got washed away as she felt the pleasure of her ass getting fucked, and a couple a seconds later her head was rocking back and forth while she gasped and moaned.

When the moment had come to replace my fingers for the real thing, she seemed to know exactly what I was going to do, and even spread apart her ass cheeks for me, triggering a flash back of when Joey had done the same for me.

It was like a brick wall had suddenly exploded above me, hailing its bricks down on top of me as the images and sensations of the dirty sex Joey had introduced us to ran through my mind.  This was immediately followed by the memory of his betrayal, the knowledge that Joey had formed his desire to enslave me even before we had met Steven.

I couldn't stop myself from recalling everything Joey had done that had hurt me.  His taking of Suzi's virginity, something which I had convinced myself I could accept and had pushed the anger I had felt down inside of me.  The way he had fucked my own mother on numerous occasions, all the time trying to hide it from me.  And while he very rarely said anything about it, he was constantly checking to make sure I had never done the same to his mother, and several times had condemned me to hell because I had technically fucked her during the process of her wipe.

Memories flooded into my mind, then receded back into their proper places while my thoughts returned to the first instance of Joey inflicting his dirty sex on me.  I felt an incredible pressure building within me as I focused on the way Joey had controlled me with is own magic touch, the way he tricked me, the way he used me for my abilities, the pain, the anguish, the RAGE!

That rage was the same I had felt when I lost control and fucked up that soda machine, and the same which had momentarily been released while strapped in Patrick's electric shocking chair.  The immense pressure I felt behind it...  the sheer power of this rage was so incredible, I instantly used my abilities on myself to cap it off and prevent it's escape.

When I took notice of my surroundings again, I found myself still kneeling behind Lee, and was surprised by my hands seemingly holding her legs back and apart by the knees.  But then I felt my shakiness and realized I had grasped them for support rather than to aid in exposing her rose for penetration.

Lee had just come to her senses herself and said, "Hey! Why did...  Are you okay?"

I managed to miss falling on top of her when I let her legs go, then slowly sat up with my back against the couch, wiping some of the sweat and anxiety from my face.

I was just about to answer her when Lee reversed her motions to sit up, then lifted her legs back up in the air to expose her rose, my eyes instantly drawn to it visibly loosening on its own.

The instant she moaned my name and stretched her legs as far back and apart as she could, I was overcome by a wave of lust and scrambled to fulfill my restored ass fucking need.

I penetrated her cherry ass in a single stroke, ignoring her high pitched cry as I filled her tightest hole with my fuck meat.  The moment I was in up to the hilt, Lee came in a violent shutter, then let out a gaspy cry as I pulled back.

Her ass was not the tightest, nor were her moans the most pleasurable to hear.  But my mind and body were consumed by the sensations they produced on me, and I was completely out of control by the time I had pushed my cock deep within her again.

The moans we both were emitting as I built up in speed quickly decreased to simple gasps from our need to breathe.   I was holding myself above her on my arms and tip toes while I pumped my cock in and out of her shit hole, my own ass rising and falling like an oil rig, my sweat and spit raining down on her already drenched form.  She was as out of control as I was, fucking her cunt with one hand while spreading as much of our juices over her body with the other as fast as she could.

When my endurance ran out, my arms shakily lowered myself on top of her glistening white body, then found her taking my chin in her mouth to taste while she struggled to hump her ass underneath me.

She regained enough of her senses to roll us over and then desperately remount her ass on my cock after it had slipped out.  The expression she wore, the look in her eyes, these things would later pop up into my mind instilling the deepest desire for her ass.  Her face was that of no human, but an animal who had only one need.  The need to cum.  Her eyes had no intelligence behind them, the frosted gaze showed only the most primitive instinct was in control there.

If there had been a mirror which I could have seen my own image in at that moment, I would have found the exact same thing on my face and in my eyes.

When Lee's short burst of energetic hopping up and down on my never harder cock ended, this... instinct told us both what next to do.

Lee crawled over to the couch, then remained on her knees while resting her chest and head on the seat.  He legs were legs spread as far as they could to give me easy access to her twitching asshole, then only let out a grunt of satisfaction as I scratched her primitive itch buried deep within her ass.

For some unknown reason, just as I felt my first and most likely only orgasm that day pass its point of no return, I pulled out, rolled backwards onto my back, then jerked the biggest load I had ever made without the aid of the drink out onto my chest, my spunk sometimes even hitting my face.

My numb brain didn't even register the tongue licking up my puddles and streams of cum.  All I knew was that I was free of the stress which I had been storing up for months, and didn't resist falling asleep.

When I awoke, the first thing I saw was the face of my love, Jennifer, smiling at me beside me.  I felt so calm, so at peace, and everything looked brighter and more colorful than it had before.  I felt like I had been reborn, or I had died and gone to heaven, especially since my angel was lying there beside me.

I felt her mind probing my thoughts, and she then invited me to do the same to her.  She revealed that she had 'helped' Lee and I along during our sex, knowing that I would have realized it later and didn't want me to be upset.

And I wasn't upset in the least.  I was so at peace with myself, so happy and content, I didn't care what had been involved in achieving this kind of total bliss.  If I had died right then and there, I would have died a very happy man with absolutely no regrets at all.

"Where's Lee?" I asked once Jennifer had finished showing me what she had done.

"She's right beside you, silly," Jennifer said endearingly.

I glanced away from Jennifer long enough to confirm Lee was sleeping peaceably beside me, then took in the fact we were laying on the bed instead of the floor.

I stretched a little, then realized all three of us were naked when Jennifer started kissing my chest and her breasts brushed across my bare skin.  Caressing the back of her head and part of her back, I laid there in total peace as Jennifer explored my chest with her young inexperienced mouth and tongue.

I drifted off to sleep, then awoke to Lee's movement and found her staring at Jennifer's nude form asleep on top of me.  I too felt captivated by the sight, the embodiment of sexual innocence laying slightly curled up on top of me in peaceful slumber.

Lee's gentle movement ended in her giving my forehead a kiss, then she carefully got off the bed and quietly got dressed in the dimming daylight from outside.

Before Lee left, she came back to the bed and exchanged a real kiss, a sort of mutual expression that let each other know we both felt the same kind of inner peace and hoped we could achieve that bliss together again.

When Jennifer finally awakened, it was well past seven in the evening and the rain had begun again.  We laid there and watched the rain falling and listening to its tranquilizing call, just two lovers in bed letting the world spin without a care in that dizzy world.

I took her home around nine, then spent half the night lying in bed at home, still in a daze of love and contentedness.

The next day at school, everyone noticed the glow about me, and even though Joey and Suzi were having some difficulties in their relationship at the time, they asked me if we could go out on a double date.

Even Joey's and Suzi's bickering at each other during the ride to and from the movie didn't affect Jennifer's and my good moods.  Only when Suzi refused Joey's attempt for a good night kiss did I feel any concern at all, but when Joey just blew it off and put on a smile as he came back to the limo, I let it go figuring they just needed some time apart after too much togetherness.

I was like putty in Jennifer's hands that week.  Anything she said was fine with me, even when she suggested we skip class on Thursday so she could take a crack at helping Kormen.

Jennifer proved she truly had a gift that day.  After seven hours of work with only three soda breaks to restore her brain's sugar, a new man of compassion, gentleness, and free will stood before us and pledged his everlasting gratitude to the suddenly too meek for words girl I loved so much.

My mom kind of ruined the moment when we presented him to her and she immediately wanted to have sex with him.   While Kormen obliged her, we realized Jennifer had made him so compassionate and gentle that he couldn't get rough enough to please my mom's sexual needs.  But instead of asking Jennifer to alter him or altering him herself, my mom announced that Jennifer was Kormen's new Mistress.

What took me completely by surprise was Jennifer's acceptance of my mom's gift.  I didn't object, however, for I still believed in Jennifer's own compassion, and was later happy to find she was planning to let him go to live his own life.

Friday morning after Jennifer and I parted company and I was heading to my first class, I just suddenly noticed how many of the lockers along that stretch of hall had been Timmyized.

That's what the girls were calling the copycat artists who had attempted to romance a girl by decorating their locker without signing their names.  It had been a couple of months since I had taken any notice of it, but that day it seemed like one out of ten lockers had been Timmyized.  I mentioned it to Jennifer at lunch that day, and she agreed it was strange, so we took a little time out during our fifth and sixth hour classes to scan the minds of our classmates, finding nothing but an increase of interest in romance and that kind of stuff.

I discussed these things with Suzi and Joey while in class with each of them, and basically we concluded that I was in fact the cause of it all.  Not that I had done anything purposely to anyone, just my mood for the past week had stirred those feelings within everyone around me, and made me wonder if that was why Joey and Suzi weren't getting along.

Joey and Suzi were burnt out.  Or at least they were in the romance department.  While they still had strong feelings for each other, they had done everything they could think of doing together, and simply were tired of each other after going out for so long.  That made Jennifer and I think, and we both agreed we should try and spend some time apart that weekend.

Shit, like that really worked.  Oh sure, we didn't see each other all day Saturday, but half that time we were either on the phone or using our own telepathic private line.  But around midnight that night, I found Joey at my front door trying desperately not to cry, and managed to blurt out Suzi and he had broken up before crumbling before my very eyes.

His Herculean body spasmed with his gentle and restrained sobs as I helped him to the couch in the living room with difficulty, then patiently let him cry his guilt and grief out as he admitted all the reasons why Suzi was right to have left him.

My own compassion was stretched near its limit when Joey pleaded to let him sleep with me.  I did care about Joey, but the negative memories which he had blocked from my mind at the time when they would have been the first to resurface were causing a considerable amount of discomfort just being around him.

But I did let him go to bed with me, and after he fell asleep with his head and one arm on my chest just like Jennifer liked to do, I guess I just let myself relax and enjoy feeling the warmth and weight of another human being asleep on top of me like that.

My mind wandered for hours even as tired as I was, I just didn't feel like falling asleep just yet.  I reached out with my mind and touched as many of my loved ones as I could one at a time...  Jennifer, my mom, my brother, my dad (simply for the reason he was in the same bed as my mom and brother), Suzi, and lastly Joey, finding he had finally managed to change his self encrypting thoughts enough that I couldn't read them without his conscious permission.

Even though I couldn't peek in on his sleeping mind, I could still feel his concern, his loss...  I reached back out to Suzi's mind to see if she was as miserable as he was, only to discover she was more angry... and scared of him than anything else.

My mind drifted to sleep while recalling old memories of the three of us together in the same bed.  The dream that formed out of these memories and thoughts was the most peaceful and endearing dream I had ever had.

Five little babies, three boys and two girls, all asleep in the same bed, arms intertwined with each other.  As time went on, they grew into children, growing more and more familiar, tossing and turning in their sleep until finally we were all grown up and still in each others arms... Joey, Suzi, Eric, Jennifer... and me.

At some point during the night, Joey rolled off of me and we slept soundly apart in my big bed until around nine o'clock when Joey accidentally smacked me in the gut with his hand.

"Sorry..." he said.

"It's okay," I muttered, straightening myself out while Joey moved up on the bed so we were at the same level.

We both sort of both realized at the same time we were getting our morning woodies, and exchanged glances before we both snickered.

"Makes you really miss the twins, doesn't it?" Joey said, rubbing his meat through the undershorts he had worn to bed.

"Yeah...  I told you how different they were, didn't I?"

"Uh huh.  I still don't understand why your dad won't let them come back though."

"I think he still blames himself for making them go with Gladius.  They're not unhappy, though.  I mean, they have the whole mansion in England to..."

"To be walked around like a couple of hounds," Joey said a bit angrily.  But then he said in a more thoughtful voice, "After graduation, let's go there.  I've never been to England."

"I promised Suzi we'd go see Eric...  Uhm...  Hey.  Nobody died.  It's not the end of the world, you know.  People break up.  Just give it some time.  It'll work out."

"I know, and I keep telling myself that, but...  Shit, Tim.  Suzi's my life..."

I waited for him to wipe the tears from his eyes before I reached over and turned his head to look at me.

When I closed the empathic connection, he smiled with a sniffly sounding snort, then said, "Shit...  I wish I could do that.  It would come in handy with the... uhm..."

"Girls you enslave?  Shit, Joey.  You say Suzi's your life, but when you think like that, I just don't recognize you.  I bet that's what Suzi is all pissed off about."

"Shit, Tim...  I know..  But I can't help it.  It's like a drug almost.  It's the ultimate high when you enslave a girl to be your sexual plaything. Don't you remember doing it when you were Nathan?"

"I told you... I don't have many memories of while I was... Nathan.  I'm glad I don't."

"Yeah...  I'm glad you don't either.  You probably wouldn't ever look at me if you did," he said sadly.  "Shit, I'm all fucked up.  No wonder Suzi told me to fuck off."

"Joey...  It would be pretty simple to just.."

"NO!" he said, startling me with the intensity of emotion behind it as much as his shout.

"Fine then.  Why don't you just go fuck your slave girls and let the rest of us...  <sigh>  Shit, Joey.  I'm sorry..."

"No... You and Suzi are right," he said sadly, crawling towards the edge of the bed while he fought his tears.

"Joey, get the fuck back over here," I said, reaching out and trying to grab his arm.

"No.  I need to go," he said as I felt his mind get made up and his emotions flowed towards the illogical state of depression.

"Joey Theodore Connor, you get your ass back in this bed," I said firmly yet not commandingly.

He stood next to the bed for several moments with his back to me, then slowly turned around and climbed back on the bed and lay back down next to me.  Ever since I had woken up from my wipe, Joey's face had appeared...  hardened, or manly, or mature, whatever you want to call it.  But now it was the face of the Joey I knew best.  The boy Joey, the Joey who now lowered every defense he had out of trust, and the guy who had taken my other cherry with love and tenderness as much as lust.

I spent the whole day with Joey, just doing the things we used to do all the time.  When he went home in time for dinner, I felt that old familiar bond with him that I had sort of sworn never to allow to form again because I couldn't trust him that much.

Jennifer and I got together that evening, and we talked about Joey and Suzi a lot before finally talking about us.  We knew it would be inevitable for us to have similar quarrels as we had witnessed Joey and Suzi having, but we swore to each other if we ever got tired of the other we'd just tell them we needed some space and the other would understand.

That week at school, what everyone was now calling Timmyitis appeared to have become a plague rather than just an outbreak.  Jennifer and I spent hours trying to figure out what the hell was going on after fifteen boys were arrested for breaking and entering the school after hours.

I managed to convince Higgs they had only wanted to decorate their girl friend's lockers in more elaborate and time consuming ways than they had, so they got off with just a warning, and I found out later all fifteen guys were accepted by the girls they had been after just because they had taken that kind of risk.

Shit, did that ever cause mayhem when that got out.  After more than seventy guys attempted to do the same thing the next night, Higgs gave up and just kept the school hallways open around the clock until the Timmyitis had run its course.

By that Friday, the halls were full of love struck couples, and a good eighty percent of the student body were going steady by the following Tuesday, and that afternoon the subject came up right before my class with Suzi.

"I just don't get it, Suz.  It's like it's really a virus or something, and it just doesn't effect the guys.  I mean, it isn't romantic if everyone else is doing it, but the girls fall for it anyway."

"You're sure nobody's been...  tinkering with their minds?"

"Jennifer and I have gone over it I don't know how many times.  I'm positive nobody had tinkered with them.  Even if Jennifer did it without knowing it, I'd be able to at least sense when the change took place, but as far as I can tell, it just built up over time. "

"Sounds like you're just going to live with a school of copy cats, Timmy," she said smiling.

"Yeah.  I guess so."

"Oh, did you hear about Sandi?"

"No.  What about her?"

"Well, I hate to say it, but I think the Timmyitis has spread to the Jr. High.  Brad told me she went out with a kid from one of her classes.  He was pretty upset about it."

"He was?  When?  I just saw him at lunch and he didn't seem upset."

"Oh... Well, he was upset last night."

"You and he have been...  er...  seeing each other?"

She sighed, then said, "I guess you can say that.  It isn't what you think though.  We just have sex, that's all."

We just kind of looked at each other for a moment, then snickered, sort of like how Joey and I had done two weekends before.  The class had already started, but we didn't care.  You just don't get caught talking or passing notes in class if you're telepathic.

Jennifer and I stopped by Brad's on the way home from school that afternoon, Jennifer being thrilled with the news that Sandi had a boyfriend, and I wanted to talk to Brad... alone.

But things didn't quite work out the way I had planned.  When we arrived, Jennifer became very.... well, excited at what they were doing.

Apparently, Brad had managed to get some of the bondage stuff Sandi had wanted.  We found Brad tied spread eagle on their parents bed, blindfolded, gagged, nipples clamped, cock ringed, and butt plug in place.  Sandi was just about to start fucking him after spending who knows how much time torturing him with a feather and her tongue when we probed them.

I don't know what was the biggest shock to me.  Finding Brad incredibly aroused by his present condition, or finding Jennifer felt the same.  If it wasn't for the unusual circumstances, I wouldn't have had any problem with Jennifer having sexual thoughts about another guy.  Heck, I wanted her to eventually have multiple partners because I knew I would and I wanted to be fair.  But this...  This was different.  I thought this would be too great of a step for her to make and keep her morals intact.

"Aren't we going in?" Jennifer complained loudly when I grabbed her arm and turned us around to go back to the car.

"No.  Not with them like that."

"But... But why?"

I halted and turned her to face me, then saw the confusion on her face and sighed.

"Baby, do you understand that...  Well, you're not ready for that kind of perversion yet.  I know you're really excited by it, but...  Shit, Jennifer, will you stop peeking back in on them?"

"Oh Tim, please?  It's so..."

"What would your mom think about this?  Huh?  I bet she's looking down from heaven right now and is crying her...  Shit, I'm sorry, Jennifer.  I shouldn't have said that."

"I don't... Just let's go, " she said, covering her eyes and running back to the car.

She stood there waiting for me to unlock the car with her back to me, trying to stifle the sobs she couldn't stop.  I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her, then gently rocked us back and forth until she turned herself around and pressed her head against my chest.

"I'm sorry, you know.  I hope you understand why I said that, though."

"You were right.  I was out of control," she said with a sniff.  "Take me home now, please?  I don't want to think about these things right now."

After I took her home and left her there having sensed she wanted to be alone, I stopped by Joey's and found him getting in his car getting ready to leave.

He came over to the passenger side, so I rolled down my window and asked him "Where you goin'?"

"Why?  I thought you and Jennifer were goin' to Brad's?"

"We did, but...  You're avoiding my question, aren't you?"

"Shit.  Yeah, I guess.  I called one of my girls."

"I see," I said, not really shocked.  "Well, I guess I'll see you later then?"

"Hey.  Why don't you come along?"

"Nah."

"Oh, come on, Tim.  You don't have to fuck her.  Shit, I won't fuck her either if you don't want me to."

"You want me to go with you that badly?" I asked out of surprise.

"Well, yeah.  I guess I do.  Please?"

"Shit, okay.  We taking separate cars?"

"Nah.  Let me grab my shit out of my car.  You know, I haven't even rode in this hunk of junk you're driving yet," he said with a grin before running back to his car.

I put the window back up, then contemplated if I wasn't doing the same thing that I had stopped Jennifer from doing.  Joey’s knocking on the driver’s side window interrupted my thoughts, and when I looked up he glanced at the steering wheel indicating he'd like to drive.

"Kelly is this really hot blonde from the Franklin game," Joey said as he turned us around.  "She's been modeling since she was thirteen, and when she turns eighteen this summer, she says she's gonna try to get into playboy.  Is that wild or what?"

"Is she really that hot?" I said as images of my favorite playboy centerfolds popped into my head.

"Yeah, I think so.  And she likes my bod too.  We fucked before I even enslaved her.  The only time I actually had to trigger her rat was when I had another one of my girls join us.  She's pretty hot too, by the way."

"I imagine they're all pretty hot," I said with a grin.

"Yeah...  Hey, would you like to meet them all some time?"

"Uhm..."

"Come on. Hey, I know.  We can pretend we're doing the girl's locker room thing and have them strip and go sh..."

"Yeah. Over Jennifer's dead body."

"Shit.  I keep forgetting about her.  I sure wish she was more understanding like... uhm...  Suz..."

We let it go quiet for a few minutes, then Joey said, "You know, this car drives pretty cool.  I like the steering, and the pick up..."

We shot ahead of the other cars around us, but then Joey slowed back down to around the speed limit as he said, "I wish my car could do that without sounding like it was about to blow up."

"Hey, after we get back from England, how about you and I building a new engine for your car?  Your dad too if he want's to get in on it.  It's been a while since the three of us have done anything together like that."

"Yeah, that'll be cool, except...  Well, we'll probably be movin' out to Kenton County by Central State right after I get back from our trip to England.  That is if we go."

"Oh yeah. I forgot about you guys moving out there," I said a little down hearted.  "Oh well.  I guess I could always come out there to help you out during the week or somethin'."

He didn't say anything, and when I looked over at him, my empathic senses kicked in pretty hard with the grief he was feeling again.

Joey noticed my stare, gave me a weak smile, then rubbed the wetness from his eyes and sniffed before saying, "Suzi isn't going to go to..."

"I know.  She's going to stay here and go to her dad's school."

"Tim, my time is running out. I know it is.  After graduation, I just know I won't...  I won't ever see her again."

"You know that's not true," I said as he pulled into a street I wasn't familiar with.  "You'll see her when you come visit me, right?"

"Yeah, I guess.  But what if she..."

"Stop worrying about the what ifs.  Shit, Joey.  If you really love her so much you can't live without her, then what the fuck are we doing?"

He slammed on the brakes right then, and after I recovered my wits and saw there hadn't been anything we had been about to hit, I sat back with a sigh of relief, then waited for him to stop staring out of the windshield.

A car behind us honked, then when Joey ignored it, they just drove around us.  Joey just sat there, his mind just humming away at top speed, so I just continued to wait while five more cars passed us like the first.

"The problem is, she doesn't really mind me having slave girls to fuck," he finally said.

"That's not entirely true, and you know it.  But you're right.  That's not the true reason, but I'm not sure if you want to know the real one or not."

"You mean, she told you?"

"She didn't have to.  I am telepathic, you know."

"What is it then?  She'd never tell me, and if I peeked in her head to find out, she'd never forgive me."

"Joey, I'm not sure if you could...."

He turned and grabbed me by the shoulders in a desperate surge of frustration, but then got a hold on himself and loosened his tight grip.  With an increasingly desperate look in his eyes, he said, "You have to tell me. God Damn it, PLEASE!?!"

I could have let the empathic connection form to stabilize his emotions, but I saw that wouldn't solve anything, yet left it as an option incase he freaked.

"She's scared, Joey."

"Scared?!?" he said in total shock.  "Of... Of me?!?"

"Yeah.  Of what you're becoming.  Of what you've let yourself become now.  Suzi doesn't want to...  become just another one of your 'girls'"

"But... But I wouldn't do that to her!" he exclaimed, backing away from me with a slight shove.  But then he took me by the shoulders again and said in complete desperation, "Please believe me!  I'd never do something like that to her!"

Joey's desperate eyes scanned my face for my reaction, and when I couldn't help but hesitate before responding, he let go and hung his head with a sob, then turned away from me and accidentally lifted his foot off the brake.

"Joey!  Park the car before we hit something!" I said urgently as the car started moving forward while another car was in the process of passing us.

He snapped his head up and took control of the car, pulling us off to the side and then putting it in park.  After staring out of the window at nothing for a few moments, he raised his head until it was facing straight up, then gave out a pathetic laugh and said, "I'd never thought I see the day that BOTH you and Suzi..."

When he didn't continue, I said softly, "Joey, I don't believe you'd do anything to Suz now.  But if you keep going the way you have been... Well, I can't blame Suzi for getting scared."

"So what do I do?  Give up everything I've wanted for the past two years and try not going nuts from the temptation all around me?"

"I don't know.  I doubt just giving up your slaves will solve the problem, but it is a step in the right direction.   Suzi knows how much you're looking forward to going to Central State where you're 'The Doc's' brother.  I think she hoped that once you both were there, you'd get it out of your system and you'd be okay.  But when you didn't tell her about the basketball stuff...  Well, I think it broke her heart when she found out you could deceive her like that."

He sat there a minute before croaking, "Sarah..  and my mom and dad..."

"I know, Joey...  And so does Suzi.  I doubt she'd want you to give up your family any more than I do."

"So what DO I do, Tim?" he said looking at me with tears running down his face.

"I don't know," I said softly.  "But we'll figure out something, okay?"

I waited, watching him stare at me with emotional eyes, then accepted his hug with my own before he straightened himself out in the seat, put the car back into first gear, and pulled away from the curve.

"I guess I'll just have to get my fucks the old fashioned way," he sighed.  "Oh well.  At least Kelly isn't a total loss.  I bet she'd fuck me today on her own if you weren't with me."

"You know, I wouldn't mind watching her fuck you if she's as hot as you say.  But only if it's the real her, not your slave, you know?"

"Yeah?  Jennifer wouldn't mind?"

"Let's just say what Jennifer doesn't know, can't hurt her, and besides...  It's not like I'm doing the fucking..."

"Yeah, that's sound's reasonable to me.  You gonna make yourself invisible to her?  Or what?  'Cause here we are," he said as we pulled in front of a two story brick house.

"I'll just make her think I'm an observer from playboy," I said, reaching out with my mind and locating my target.  "Shit, Joey.  She's all wet just thinking about you.  Is that part of the rat's doing?"

"Nope," Joey said with a grin as we got out.  "That's just the Joey Connor affect."

"Shit," I said with a laugh.

"Hi," Kelly said, meeting us at the door.  "I can't tell you how excited I am to meet you," she said to me.

"I'm pretty excited to meet you too," I admitted as I kissed the hand she offered for a handshake.

"I'm excited too, you know," Joey mentioned.

"Come on in," Kelly said, making sure I got a good look at her profile while she leaned against the door to keep it open for us.

"So...  Are your parents home?" Joey asked, already knowing they weren't.

"Nope.  They won't get home until after seven tonight," she said, leading us to the living room.

"Wow... Nice place," I said, sensing she was rather proud of her parent’s home.

"You really think so?" she asked, sitting down on the leather couch and patting the spot next to her while looking at me expectantly.

Not wanting to be impolite, (heh), I accepted her offer while Joey sat down next on the other side to her with a slight sigh.

"Yeah.  Especially the white bear skin rug.  That would be a good scene for a photo shoot, would you say Joey?"

"Uhm, yeah," he said, sliding his arm behind her.

"Ewww, I like that idea..." she said sitting forward.  "Would you like me to try it to see?"

"Sure," I said, delighted.

"Okay," she said as she jumped to her feet just as Joey was about to kiss her neck.

While she had her back turned walking to the bear skin rug in front of the large fireplace, Joey tapped me on the shoulder and mouthed, "She's my fuck, remember?"

I shrugged, then had an idea and winked at him with a grin.

"Did I mention that I also work for Hustler magazine too?"

"No," she replied carefully.

"They pay three times as much as Playboy does," I made up.

"They do?" she said as the dollar signs lit up in her eyes.

"They sure do.  Didn't Joey tell you he was in a recent photo shoot for them?"

"No! He didn't!" she said rather hostile like.

"It was just a... a little shoot..." Joey stammered.  "No big deal."

"No big deal?" I said with surprise.  "You should have seen him!  He had three girls all over him, and they wouldn't stop after they finished the shoot.  It was really hot!"

"Really?" Kelly said with reservation.

"Oh yeah..  I think I got some of the proofs with me... Ah shit.  They're in the 'vette."

"That's okay..." she said as her face lit up with an idea.  "Do you think you could get me a spot with Hustler too?  Maybe me and Joey doing a shoot together?"

"Well... I don't know...  We'd have to see if you two would look good together like that."

"Well that's easy enough to do.." she said, motioning Joey over.

"Just pretend I'm not here, okay?" I said, getting comfortable on the couch to watch the show.  "Oh, but make sure you don't cover anything up while you're fucking...  It's important for the shoot, you know.."

Joey just gave me an exasperated grin as Kelly sexily began rubbing up and down his muscular body with both hands while licking her lips sensually.

Shit, Joey was right about her being hot.  After she had his shirt off, Joey unveiled her ample breasts, then after she acted like his lips on her tits were giving her extreme pleasure, she licked herself down his body until she was fishing out his cock from his 501 jeans.

Kelly made a big show of licking his cock and finally taking it in her mouth.  Even Joey was getting into the role playing, and I couldn't help but chuckle from his exaggerated gasps and moans as she humped his cock with her mouth.

After watching Joey's own grin fade from his lips, I realized I was feeling pretty damn horny myself, and as Joey stopped her blow job and got them both down on the bear skin rug, I decided this was too hot to pass up.

I pulled my cock out and started slowly jerking off while Joey lowered his mouth into her snatch while working her jeans and panties down her legs and over her feet.  Even though Kelly appeared to be lost in pleasure, the moment she noticed my cock was out of my pants, she kept her eyes on me while she inserted her finger into her mouth and started to give it a blow job in between the gasps Joey caused her to have.

At first I just grinned and watched her do it, but after a minute, I found I was stroking in time with her finger, and when Joey slid up to mount her for the fuck, I felt this wave of sexual tension or pressure hit me like a Mack truck.

From that point on, their acting stopped, and while Joey started his long and deep strokes, Kelly forgot about me and started to moan such a lovely moan.  Each moan was like a tug on my leash, moan after moan, tug after tug, and after a while, it wore me down.

I didn't really know what I was doing when I got up off the couch, but after a couple more moans and then Joey going full out, I had a surge of lust that I couldn't hold back, and just dropped to my knees and started crawling towards them while shedding my jeans.

The sight of my cock in their faces startled them a moment, then Joey groaned and began his shakes and shudders while Kelly opened her mouth to take me in.

Oh fuck, did that feel good.  I felt my cum already starting to boil before she reached up and grabbed me by the ass to draw more of my cock into her hot wet mouth.

I guess the sight of my cock in her mouth was too much for Joey to take, for the next thing I knew the shaft of my cock was covered by his mouth while he used his tongue to probe what was in Kelly's mouth.

When my eruption began, the room spun as I fell backwards, then I humped the sucking mouth with vigor and pleasure while my balls pumped out my seed in full steady streams.

As I descended from somewhere up in the clouds, I became aware of my dick being nursed by a well practiced mouth.  When I finally reached Mother Earth and looked down intending to gaze at Kelly's cock sucking face, I had a moment of confusion before feeling the heart stopping shock of finding Joey's cock sucking face instead of hers.

I was so shocked that I couldn't move for a few moments as Joey let my softened cock fall out of his mouth then began cleaning my scrotum with long loving licks.

When I started to breathe again, Joey looked up and got caught in my shocked gaze, then timidly recoiled his tongue and slowly sat back up.

I was still frozen from the shock when Joey glanced away from me noticing Kelly's own shocked stare, and when Joey looked back at me without any sense of regret or humiliation, it just sort of hit me in the gut.

"Stop staring at me," Joey finally said.

"You're," Kelly sighed as I put her to sleep.

"Why are you so shocked?" Joey said when I moved away to get my jeans back on without taking my eyes off of him.  "It's not like we haven't blown each other before."

"But..." was all I could manage as the horror of what had happened sunk in.

"Oh shit," I groaned as I covered my face with my hands and sank back to the floor.

"What?  You hurt?  Do you need..."

"Jennifer," I moaned.

"Huh?  Oh," he said sounding a bit relieved.

"What do you mean, OH!" I said nastily, looking over at him.

"I mean...  Shit, Tim.  If she can't handle something like this, maybe you should..."

"Fuck you, Joey.  If it wasn't for you and your fucking slaves, I wouldn't have...  Oh shit... Oh shit, what am I going to do?"

"Yeah, just blame it all on me," he said angrily.  "Just tell her I seduced you, why don't ya.  Tell her I tricked you, and that I'm just so fucked up that..."

"I won't lie to her!" I yelled.  "Shit!  I have to tell her.  I have to tell her right now!"

As I tuned out Joey's protests, I reached out and focused on touching Jennifer's mind, then was surprised when she wouldn't respond to me.  I tried three times, then finally just locked on to the nearest mind to hers and formed a connection.

"Oh my god," I said out loud before disconnecting and letting my body go limp.

"What is it now?!" Joey spat as he pulled on his pants.

When I didn't answer him, he looked over at me, then grabbed his shirt and put it on while kneeling down beside me.

"What is it?" he asked softly.

"She...  She's with Brad."

"With Brad?  You don't mean..."

"She was tickling him with a feather," I said while forcing myself not to shed tears.

"A feather?  Uhm, so what..." he said before I initiated a two way and he accepted it to form.

"Shit," Joey said amazed while seeing the images of Brad in bondage from Sandi's eyes.  "I don't see Jennifer."

"She probably left his room the moment I tried to contact her."

"Well look at it this way," Joey said when I closed the connection.  "You both did something the other wouldn't like, so you're in the clear about this."

"But..."

"Come on, buddy," he said, wrapping his arm around me, "We'll figure out som.."

I didn't even try to look at his hurt expression after I got up to get away from his... touching me.  I put on a frown of determination, then signaled for him to form share link with me so he could clean out his rats from Kelly's mind, then left him to his work and just sat in the drivers seat considering what I was going to do.

When Joey came out, I killed the share link, then didn't even glance at him as approached and got in on the passenger side.  I started the car and pulled out before saying, "I want your word you will not tell anyone about what Jennifer did or that I know."

"You're not going to tell her?" he said with a hint of a grin.

"I'm going to tell her what _I_ did."

"You mean you're not going to confront her?" Joey asked surprised.

"No."

He didn't say anything else until we were on the highway heading back to his house, and then all he said was, "I'm sorry."

"I don't blame you for what I did.  Just don't....  I don't want anything like this to happen again, understand?  I don't want to have sex with you, your sluts, Suzi, or... or..."

"Fine!" he said emotionally.  "I'll just leave you the fucking alone then!"

"That's not what I said," I argued.

"You know what?" he spat.  "I wish I hadn't come with you from Mexico!  I'd be living like a king right now if..."

I slammed on the brakes and skidded onto the shoulder before jerking to a stop, then as Joey was about to open his mouth to say "What the Fuck!" I risked enraging him and getting beaten to a pulp by punching him hard in the jaw.

"That was for breaking your mom's heart when you left the first time!" I said as I drew my fist back to give him another.

He caught my fist as I knew he would, and before he could try to return fire, I said, "If you ever hurt her again like that, I'll beat the living shit out of you, Joey Theodore Connor!  And don't think I couldn't!  Now stop acting like a fucking asshole and concentrate on how you're gonna get Suzi back!"

Even after he let my fist go, I didn't let my hostile glare move from his face until I saw the submission in his eyes and he nodded his head in acknowledgment of message received.

He kept looking at me while I drove the rest of the way in silence, but I kept my eyes on road and didn't even give him a response when he said, "Nice punch," when he was about to get out.

You see, I realized that when I had comforted him after Suzi dumped him, I actually had been defeating the purpose that Suzi had dumped him for.  Joey needed to be shook up and made to see he would lose the people he cared about if he kept corrupting himself like he'd been doing.

I sped away from his house once he had stepped out and shut the door, then sighed in a failed attempt to release the tension I felt.

Jennifer was home by the time I got there, and as I pulled up to her house, I felt her mind touch mine without doing anything else.

She met me at the door, her face sullen and long, her eyes unable to meet mine as I as gazed at her while walking up.

"I've really screwed up today," I said when I reached the porch.  "I did something I shouldn't have, and I'm sorry.  I don't blame..."

"What?" she said confused as she stepped aside so I could enter the house.

I sighed, then led her to the living room and had her sit down on the padded piano bench before I got down on my knees and took her hands in mine.

"After I left here, I went over to Joey's.  He was just about to leave to go see one of his slave girls, and I guess I let him talk me into it.  I got him to agree to not triggering her slave personality, and... well..."

"You had sex with her?" she said in a very shaky voice.

"No, not exactly.  I was watching Joey, uhm, lick her, and I... I just all of a sudden felt...  I just wasn't in control of myself, I guess.  I stuck my cock in her face and she sucked it in..."

"Did you do anything else with her?" she asked in a small voice.

"No!  As soon as I realized what happened, I tried to...  Why didn't you answer my call?  I knew I had to tell you.  I couldn't keep anything like this from you, and I swear I'll never let it happen again," I said, kissing her hands and looking up at her desperately.

"Tim?" she said, shaking all over.

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry," I said, letting my emotions take me to the point of nearly becoming frantic.  "Just don't... Just don't leave me..."

"I had Lee take me to Brads and I...  I..." she sobbed out before tearing herself away and running out of the room.

I couldn't help but feel relieved, and I had trouble putting up a confused front as I followed her to her room.

But when I got there and kneeled beside her, I started feeling guilty for not being completely honest with her.  She was lying on her stomach with her face turned away from me, sniffing and trying to catch her breath from running so quickly and so hard.

"I knew you went back to Brad's," I said gently while stroking her wet cheek with the back of my index finger.  "When you didn't respond to my call, I felt out the nearest mind to yours and saw Brad."

"You...  You knew?" she said, glancing at me without moving her head.

"Yes...  I'm sorry I tricked you, but I had to know if you would tell me on your own."

"Did you?  With Joey's...  girl?"

"Yes, I'm afraid I did."

She didn't say anything, so I just continued to stroke her cheek with my hand and waited for her to speak.

"Are you mad at me?" she finally said.

"No. Of course not.  I'm just... Worried about you.  I don't want you to go through the pain that Joey's going through right now.  Are you mad at me?"

"I guess a little, but...  Why is it so bad for me to want to see Brad like that?"

"But is that all you wanted?  You didn't want to use the feather or do other things to him while he was like that?"

"I...  I did, and I did," she admitted.

"Jennifer, let me see what you did, okay?  I promise I won't get upset or mad."

"But," she said uncertainly.

I moved to the other side of her and laid down so we were face to face, then just watched her watch me until she sighed and said, "Okay. "

I watched her recalling her teasing Brad with the feather, exploring his helpless body with her hands, and then give him gentle and wet kisses on the chest and face before acknowledging that she ran out of the room the moment she felt my mind touch hers.

But there was more to it than that.  Not just the images, but the sensations she had been feeling as she had been doing it.  Yeah, it had really made her horny, but yet there was this gentleness, more like tenderness that permeated throughout the experience that was just so... Jennifer, that I couldn't help but feel bad that I had suspected anything corrupt being behind her actions as I had.

"You know what?" I said with warm smile.

"What?" she said with a cautious expression of hope.

"I don't think you could ever get as corrupted as Joey is now.  You're just too... too... pure of heart to ever do something cruel."

"I don't understand," she said with a questioning smile.

"I thought the reason you liked seeing Brad all tied up like that was because...  Uhm, well, because he was helpless.  But then I guess it was the reason."

"He never liked me," she said sadly.  "I've wanted to just touch him.  To kiss him for so long..."

"I know.  And I guess I thought you wanted to seek revenge or something."

"No!  I just... With him tied up, I could finally do what I wanted to do without worrying about him, you know...  getting me to go too far."

"I'm sorry I didn't see that."

"I'm sorry too.  And I'm sorry that I'm such a prude that I can't please you the way you want me to."

"No, baby. No.  You please me in better ways than that.  In ways no one else can do too. I love..."

I couldn't finish my sentence for she had peeked in my head and found I was really okay with what she had done, and just seeing I excepted her desire to do it again gave her the overwhelming impulse to kiss me as hard as she could.

After we spent several minutes going at each other's tonsils, we laid on her bed catching our breath while holding each other loosely in our arms.

"Tell you what," Jennifer said with a sparkle in her eye.  "Friday after school, you and Lee, and me, Brad and Sandi.  Okay?"

I shivered excitement, some of which she had helped with her own version of a magic touch, and the only answer I gave her was to kiss her while rolling her onto her back and pressing my crotch against hers and hump her like that.

"HEY!" Lee's voice said, startling us both from our erotic pleasure.  "You got to be nuts to be doing that while dad is home," she said in a loud whisper.

"Lee..." I gasped.  "Jennifer said...  You and I...  Friday... after school..."

"Really?" she shrieked in pleasure.  Then in a softer voice and a reddening face, she asked Jennifer "Really?"

"Uh huh...  And this time I'm going to have my own fun with someone else."

"Really?" Lee asked me.

Jennifer and I looked at each other, then we both said, "Really," before I rolled us so I was on bottom and Jennifer picked up the humping where I had left off.

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