"Hey man...  You ready for the fun after school?" Brad said when he saw me third hour that Friday.

"You bet your ass I'm ready," I grinned before my empathic senses picked up his vibes.

"I've had a hard on ever since Sandi told me yesterday," Brad said, scratching himself as if to emphasized his point.

"Shit, Brad.  You're hornier than I was after two months without sex.  You get off that much from being tied up?"

"Fuck no, man.  It's not just that.  That's just the beginning.  I mean, yeah. I'm like totally helpless, but then I just let go and let whatever happens happen.  I hate to say it, but... I think your woman might be better at it than Sandi is."

"Really?" I said, surprised.  "Well, then I guess I'll have to try it out sometime."

"Cool," he said approvingly.  He was about to go to his seat when his face lit up and he said softly, "I got some new toys too since you fixed me up with that guy at the store.  I'm going to surprise Sandi with this one thing I got.  She's going to go fucking wild, man!"

We just gave each other a knowing grin before he did finally go to his seat, and while he was walking away, I noticed his walk...  It looked kind of strange.

"Shit," I muttered when my curiosity got the best of me and I scanned his mind for the reason of his strange walk.

Brad had a set of five latex plastic balls connected by a nylon string up his ass, and the funny walk was due to the pleasure they produced rubbing against his prostate.  Having seen that much, I checked out to see if that was the surprise, and to my chagrin I found it wasn't.

After class, I took Brad aside and asked him, "Shit, Brad.  How much money have you spent on this stuff?  I mean, if I remember right, that surprise you're wearing cost over a hundred bucks."

"Yeah, man.  But it'll be worth it," he said, his eyes slightly glazed over with lust.  "She's gonna go absolutely wild..."

"Hey.  Snap out of it.  How did you pay for all this shit?"

"Awe, come on man.  Don't make a big deal about it.  I'm not a rich kid like you, but had some money saved up."

"How much?"

"Shit, I don't know.  Around two hundred I guess."

"You really are into this shit, aren't you?" I said cautiously.

"Yeah.  I think I am.  Even more than Sandi is now."

We started walking to go to our fourth hour classes, and seeing how excited he was about having Sandi and Jennifer try out the new toys on him, I just shook my head with a laugh and said, "Brad, you're the last one I would have suspected to go the bondage route.  The next thing I know you'll be hanging from the ceiling with your arms and legs strapped apart begging your sister to punish you and calling her mistress."

Brad stopped, and for a second I thought he was having some kind of problem with the balls stuck up in his ass.  But then he said, "I hadn't thought of that. Shit, you really know your kinky shit.  What else do you think we could try today?"

I rolled my eyes up to the ceiling, then heard his chuckle and realized I had been had.

I grinned at him while his eyes were still twinkling with his humor, then said "Tell you what, wise ass.  As long as you don't go overboard, I'll have Georgie put you on my dad's account.  My dad won't care, and I know Georgie won't either."

"Really?  Awe man, thanks!  Thanks a lot man.  Sandi will go wild when she finds out.  But hey.  Uhm...  something has been like bothering me about all this.  Jennifer is your girl.  Why are you letting her do this with Sandi and me?"

"Because she's starting to understand that sex and love don't necessarily have to go together, that's why.  She loves me, and I love her.  So if she can have sex with someone else without it effecting her love for me..."

"Shit.  I don't know why I didn't see it before.  You want to fuck around without her getting upset.  I get you, man.  I just hope she understands it the way I do."

"I don't," I said with a grin.

"Fuck you, man," he said with a grin of his own.  "And don't give me that fag look like Joey does when I say that to him."

"I wouldn't dare," I said before giving him playful pinch on the ass.

"Hi ya, sexy," Lee said, waiting at the door to the room alone.

"Hi ya sexy yourself," I said walking up and hungrily accepting her tongue in my mouth as we kissed.

"Oh yeah!" she growled when we broke off and I turned to open the door while licking the drool from around my mouth.  "I still haven't gotten all my wind back from last time," she said before plastering her body against my back, reaching around to fondle my crotch and started tasting my neck.

"Well I have, plus some.  Hey.  If you don't quit, Jennifer's gonna be pissed we started without her."

"Well?  Where is the little runt?"

"She went with Brad to pick up Sandi from school.  We're to wait until they get back before we do anything but kiss."

Lee sighed, then said, "Well, I don't know about you, but I'm getting tired of her orders."

"What do you mean?  She's been ordering you around?"

"Well, no... But she keeps you on a pretty short leash if you ask me."

"That's okay...  I'm hoping after today she'll give me a little more slack."

"Well that'll be nice.." she said, sitting down on the couch and spreading her legs.

"Shit, Lee... The crotch of your jeans is wet!" I said when I saw the dark patch.

"I know...  I can't help it.  You can't tell me you haven't been hard all day."

"You got me there.." I said, sitting down in the recliner and spreading my legs as well.  "Well, just another thirty five minutes to go..."

We sat there just sort of staring at each other's crotches, then all of a sudden we both just look at each other knowing we had the same idea.

"She didn't say we couldn't masturbate, right?"

"Nope.  She also never said anything about this either," I said as I formed a two way.

"Fuck me!" she groaned as she felt my hand starting to pound my cock.

"Oh yeah...  You are wetter than a hooker with a fire hose up her ass," I said energetically from the sensations coming from her cunt filled my head.

By the time the other three arrived, I had cum spattered all over me, sitting there half asleep with a dildo still sticking out of my ass, and Lee was laying of the floor after falling off the couch, completely naked with her finger still barely inserted inside her cunt and her glistening juices spread all around her belly and ass.

"How could you!" Jennifer cried, hurt and mad at the same time.

"We didn't," I said, leaping out of my chair to rush to my love.

"We really didn't!" Lee exclaimed anxiously as she almost collided with me at Jennifer's feet.

"We were so horny, that..  that..."

"We just couldn't take it any more!  But we never touched each other, really!"

While Jennifer was finding out exactly what we did from Lee's mind, I remained on my knees and just wrapped my arms around her and clung to her with the hope she would understand.

"Next time, don't do that two way thing, okay?" she finally said with a sigh.

I kissed her crotch several times in happiness, but stopped when I felt she was uncomfortable from my doing that and just stood up and kissed her on the lips.

Seeing she wanted to just get started, I didn't try to press the kiss into anything more, but had the satisfaction of feeling her grope my crotch a moment and nearly made me cum with the surge of her magic touch set at full blast.

While Lee helped me remove my shirt and socks and I took care of disposing of the dildo still stuck in my ass, Brad stripped, revealing the harness he had worn all day under his clothes to the very surprised Jennifer and Sandi.

All three girls waited somewhat impatiently as Brad and I figured out where to fasten the restraints he had brought, ending up having to give him the bed because there was nothing else in the room that would have worked.

Once the straps were ready and Sandi started showing Jennifer how to immobilize her brother, Lee and I put down a couple of sheets on the floor for us, then decided we wanted to try taking it a bit slower than last time and started to make out.

But once we were into tonguing each other's mouths, that sexual pull we felt about each other got a really good hold and within three minutes of starting, Lee pushed me on my back and mounted me without pausing her tongue's thrusts into my mouth.

Lee's well controlled humps demonstrated her great experience in the art of sexually pleasuring herself, and since I hadn't dissolved my side of the two way yet, I probably got more enjoyment out of it than she did.  And with my insight to what I was doing that gave her the most pleasure, she was able to orgasm twice before needing to stop and regain some of her energy.

"That felt so fucking good," she gasped out after collapsing on top of me.  "I just couldn't get...  worked up enough...  since our last fuck...  to cum twice in a row...  like that with Bob or...  Perry..."

"Really?" I said, deciding to wait for her to get her breath back before trying my luck at her ass.

"Yeah. I said I still haven't gotten all my wind back from last time.  I didn't fuck for two days afterwards.  I hadn't gone that long since the last time I got VD."

"Shit.  When's the last time you got tested for VD anyway?"

"Yesterday, of course," she said before licking the sweat off my chin.  "Shit, I haven't felt this hot for a guy since I lost my cherry to Danny Kay.  If I wasn't so worn out, I'd probably be fucking you with my ass right now.  You know, that was the most incredible sex I've ever had.  I just wish it didn't hurt so much when Bobby did it."

"You let someone else fuck you in the ass?" I said, strangely appalled.

"Not exactly.  When Bobby was trying to get it in all the way, I stopped him because it hurt too much.  Did you do something to me when you did it?  Bobby's smaller than you are, and I couldn't believe how much more it hurt."

"No, I didn't," I said, not mentioning that Jennifer probably had.  "Lee, promise me something?"

"What?"

"Since it doesn't look like Jennifer is gonna let me fuck anyone else but you for who knows how long, but you still can fuck other guys, save your ass for me, okay?  Don't let anyone else fuck it."

"But..."

"Come on, Lee.  Please?  I'll give you a taste of my invisible cock fucking your cunt while I'm pounding your ass if you do."

"Okay, okay...  I'll try.  Just don't blame me if I get too wound up and do it anyway.  I can't really control myself when I'm really into it."

"Really?" I said, getting an idea for next time.  "Well, in any case, you feel up to experiencing double penetration?"

"I guess."

"Good.  Because I have a little bit of cum left that I plan on depositing inside your rectum, so get up on your hands and knees and prepare to be fucked like you've never been fucked before."

I had the feeling that would get her juices going again, and I was right of course.  She rolled off me and was in the doggy position before I even sat up, but before I tried using my fingers to loosen her ass, I suddenly had a craving for a blow job.

Lee was more or less willing to do it, but when Sandi came over to us and said she'd like to try, Lee happily turned it over to her.

Before Sandi got started, however, I made sure if Jennifer was okay with it, then asked Sandi why she wasn't with Brad.

"I got tired of Jennifer always asking me if she could do something, so I told her to do what she wanted when I heard you asking Lee for a blow.  Has it gotten smaller in the past year?" she asked as she stroked it a few times.

"Smaller?" I said a bit concerned, "I hope not, why?"

"It just doesn't feel as big as I remember it.  I guess I'm just... bigger."

I gave one of her tits a squeeze and said with a grin, "Yeah, you definitely are bigger."

As Sandi's mouth began her lapping, I felt a moment of tenderness creep over my otherwise horny and jocular mood, so I reached down and carefully lifted her head away from my cock, then kissed her on the lips lovingly.

"What was that for?" she said, blushing just a bit.

"Do I have to have a reason to give a pretty young woman a kiss on the lips?"

Her expression didn't change, but I could feel she had been flattered.

"Yes, you do," Sandi said after glancing at Lee who was watching with passing interest.

"Well then..." I said, as I moved forward to give her another one.

"Do you have a reason?" she asked gently after I ended the kiss, then moved forward to give me one.

I let her kiss me, then said, "Do you?" before we both moved forward for another kiss.

"Hey!  I thought you were just going to give him some head!" Lee protested.

After Sandi and I let our tongues just touch each other's on their tips briefly, she broke off and gave me kisses down my chest and tummy until finally engulfing my cock and beginning her sucks and licks.

Strangely enough, I felt totally pacified by her mouth on my cock.  I didn't try to move or hump or even moan that much, but when I came I came with a loud groan, and I gave Sandi all of my remaining spunk left in me plus some that I must have made up on the spot.

As soon as Sandi was finished milking me for every last drop, Lee shooed her away and then got me hard again simply by poking two of my fingers into her butt, showing me she had been loosening herself up during Sandi's suck.

The fucking that followed was constantly hindered by our sexual energies running down, having used up a considerable amount of it during our two way.  But we kept on trying, not giving up on the hope we could get up to that point of bliss like the last time, yet we both had known we had blown it even before we had gotten down on the floor for the first fucking round.

Even though the sex with Lee had been very...  well, it had been sex, and that's what I had been craving.  But the effect on my mood for the following week was just the opposite to the first one.

The first example of this came the next morning when Joey showed up on my front door step with two of his slave girls.

"What's this?" I said, sounding a bit irritated.

"Could you help me clean these two up?"

"Can't you do them yourself?" I said, not standing aside to let them in.

"Uhm, yeah, I guess, but Tommy is with Sarah, and she didn't know about...  you know..."

"Okay.  Fine," I said after seeing the begging look on his face.  "But if you think you're gonna fuck 'em while you're here, you're nuts."

As the two blondes followed him in and then positioned themselves on either side of Joey so that he could easily fondle any part of their bodies, I felt just a touch of envy for Joey's programming skills and wondered how thorough he had been.

"Where do you want to do this at?" Joey said, watching me checking the two girls over with my eyes.

"Study," I mumbled, feeling my curiosity and envy fading and my grumpiness returning again.

"Study?  Are you sure?" Joey said surprised.

"What?  The study not good enough for you?"

"The study is fine...  What's eating you?  Didn't you fuck Lee last night?"

"Yeah, I fucked her.  Look, can we get on with this?  I'm supposed to pick Jennifer up and go over to Brad's at one."

"Okay, okay..." he said, then directed the two girls to follow us but not to flirt.

"I take it you haven't had the chance to do any of the remaining three?" I said, trying to make conversation as we walked.

"No...  Uhm...  Actually I uhm.."

"Don't tell me you enslaved another one," I groaned.

"Two, but Tim...  They were so... hot!  I mean, H  O  T  hot!"

I turned towards him with a face so angry that he turned pale as I opened my mouth to say, "Get the fuck out!  And don't ever ask me to link with you again, you fucking...  GO!"

"Shit, you're in bad ass mood," he said, grabbing the two girls by the arms and hurrying back the way they had come.

I just stood there glaring after them until I heard the front door slam, then went to the study anyway, ending up masturbating thinking about the sex Joey must have had with the two he had brought.

The only time I wasn't really in the bad mood was when I was with Jennifer.  She always could make me smile just by smiling at me.  Watching her tie Brad down and was like watching her learn how to play a new game, so I kept giving her words of encouragement whenever she'd look over at me for my approval.

Sandi stood over her like a patient teacher waiting to catch her when she fell, and when Jennifer started to say no as Sandi handed her the butt plug and lube, Sandi firmly took Jennifer's hand, put a squirt of lube on it, then guided the slightly shaking hand towards the already twitching and hairless rose below.

"Just pretend Brad is a baby, and you have to take his temperature," Sandi said assuringly.

Jennifer flinched when her hand made contact, but then she did what she had to do, and squealed excitedly when Brad's cock surged with the penetration, his mouth having been stuffed with a ball gag which prevented him from moaning like he usually would do.

After coming back from washing her hands in the bathroom, Jennifer noticed Brad's cock seeping precum and studied it without touching him for a minute.

"Tim, does yours get that wet too?" she asked while taking the nipple clamps from Sandi and started attaching them to Brad's little male buds.

"Yes, baby.  All the time."

"How come I never noticed it?" she asked, then grinned as Brad shuddered from her attaching the second clamp.

"I didn't think you'd like it, so I always blocked it off."

"I didn't know boys could get that wet," she teased as she went back to study it some more.

"Taste it," Sandi suggested.

"No!" Jennifer said, grossed out.

Sandi took her finger, swirled it around Brad's dripping cock head, then once she had enough on her finger, she brought it up to her fourteen year old mouth and made a show of licking it off.

Even though Jennifer watched her do it with great attention, she still refused when Sandi repeated loading her finger up and presented it to Jennifer.

"I don't care if it tastes good," Jennifer said patiently.  "I'm not going to put that stuff in my mouth, and that's final.  If you like it so much you eat it."

Sandi turned to me to get support, but I just shrugged and said, "Don't get me into it."

Sandi resigned with a sigh and cleaned off her finger herself.

"You know," I thought to the helpless Brad, "A year ago, I would have never imagined seeing you submit yourself to be played with by two girls like this."

"Me neither!" he thought back as Sandi gave the head of his dick a swirl with her tongue.

I watched as the two girls tormented and teased Brad to the point he couldn't stand it any longer, then pulled my cock out to jerk a few times as he was jerking and twisting against his bonds and the girls squealed with delight.  After Brad calmed down a little, Sandi licked his balls while Jennifer tugged gently on his nipple clamps.  Jennifer squealed again as Brad's cock erupted, and I nearly came too just from all the sexual excitement in the room.

Jennifer removed the ball gag, nipple clamps, and blindfold while Sandi lapped up his spunk, but didn't untie him.  Jennifer sighed and came to sit down next to me while Sandi mounted her brother and started to hump, but then I was pleasantly surprised when Jennifer reached over and gave my rehidden cock a squeeze through my shorts.

"Is it wet too?" she said as she withdrew her hand.

"Yeah, it's wet.  You?"

"Uhm...  yes."

"Well, do you want to do anything about it?" I asked hopefully.

"No," she said after a moment's consideration.  "Let's go.  There's nothing else to do here."

"Where too?" I asked her when we got in my car.

"I don't care," she said with a sigh.

"What's the matter, babe?" I said.  "You're feeling confused?"

"Darn your empathy," she said with a playful smile.

"Come on.  Out with it," I said, starting the car and putting it into gear.

"You might not like it," she said hesitantly.

"I already have a pretty good idea what it is, and it doesn't bother me.  But you need to say it to get it out in the open, you know?"

She sighed again, then watched the scenery quietly as it went by for a while.

I knew she was waiting to say what was troubling her for when we got to wherever we were going, and even though she had given me the choice, she wasn't that pleased to find us back at her house.

"Why did you bring us here?" she asked before opening the door to get out.

"Because it's safer," I said, knowing she understood my meaning.

We walked up to the house and went right in, finding Lee and their dad in the middle of an argument.  We kept our noses out of it, but I couldn't help but notice Lee seemed grumpy like I had felt earlier.

We went to Jennifer's room and sat down on the bed, then I waited as she removed her shoes, stalling a little longer before she had to tell me what was going on in her pretty head.

I sighed when Jennifer started taking mine off too, then finished it myself to quicken things up only to find her getting up, going into the bathroom and shutting the door.

I laid down on the bed to wait, and listened with a slight smirk as I heard the telltale trickling sound.  But when I felt Lee's eyes on me, I wiped the smirk off and glanced over at her with a questioning look.

"You have a minute?" Lee said, stepping in and laying down next to me.

"Uhm, I guess," I said, feeling Lee's own confusion and discomfort.

"I know Jennifer hasn't done anything to me, but I can't help feel..."

"Altered?"

"Yeah.  Exactly."

"How so?"

"It's hard to say exactly..."

I rolled onto my side and propped my head up with my arm and elbow, then watched Lee glance nervously to the bathroom door then back to me as she wet her lips.

"I think I understand," I said a few moments later.  "I'm kind of feeling a bit weird myself, but then I'm used to that."

"Is she...."

"Yeah, she's listening to every word.  But don't worry about Jennifer.  She's feeling confused and weird too.  Maybe if we admitted what we're feeling confused and weird about to each other we won't feel so weird about it."

"I guess," Lee sighed, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

As she let the breath back out slowly, I detected the scent of cock on her breath and quickly confirmed she had tried to fix her lousy mood by fucking around with her latest boyfriend.

"Well, if Jennifer ever gets her butt out here, I'll go first," I said, lying back down on my back.

Jennifer's dad poked his head in and said, "Tim, you staying for dinner?"

"Uhm, I guess I can.  I mean, I hadn't planned on it, but if it's okay, I'd like to very much."

"Sure it's okay.  Where's Jennifer?" he asked just before the toilet flushed.  "Pumpkin, Christine called about an hour ago and wanted to talk to you.  She sounded upset, so maybe you should call her back?"

"Okay, daddy," Jennifer said as she opened the door and came out.

"I'm going to the store to get some things for dinner.  Just don't go wild, okay?" he said before turning around and leaving.

Jennifer followed him out, but then came back and said, "Tim...  Do you think I could start telling my girlfriends about... you know."

"I think you're ready for that kind of step, so... sure."

"How do I do it, then?" she asked, leaning up against the door frame.

"Uhm, well, there isn't any easy way that I know.  Usually if I think the person can handle it, I warn them I'm going to do something strange but they shouldn't be scared, then think it to them straight out."

"But what about the others?"

"You just have to figure them out individually, I guess.  Sometimes I have them do something without realizing it while I talk about telepathy and stuff, then when I tell them I'm telepathic, they never believe me and always ask me to prove it.  So that's when I reveal what they had been doing without knowing it.  I've had that one backfire on me though, so you have to be careful."

"Okay.  I guess it can wait until Monday anyway," she said with a sigh before walking out.

"Jennifer mentioned you had sex with one of your guy friends?" Lee suddenly mentioned.

"Uhm...  Yeah, I've had sex with guys before, but not recently."

"One of my boyfriends tried to talk me into having sex with another girl so I dumped him.  I can't imagine you having sex with a guy."

"I like girls better," I offered.

"Well I figured that, but..."

"Ahhh..." I said.

"What?" she said in a nervous tone.

"You've been thinking about...  exploring other sexual activities?"

"I never said...  Shit, you're in my head, aren't you."

"Nope.  But that sounds like a guilty admission to me.  So, how long have you been thinking about it?"

She sighed, then it was her turn to roll on her side to look at me.

"A couple of days," she finally said while watching my face intensely.

"Any girl in particular?"

"Who do you think?"

"Who?  Jennifer?"

"Now do you see why I'm feeling... altered?"

"Yeah.  Look, it would be easier if I just went in and looked around, so do you mind?"

"I... Uhh... I guess not," she said in an unconvincing tone.

"Don't you trust me?"

"I trust you, but still.  Just do it before I change my mind, okay?"

"Uh huh.." I said, starting my scans.

"Well?" she said after about a minute.

"I not done yet, but you shouldn't really be all that worried.  You're not turning into a lesbian.  You're just...  Wait a sec...  Now this is interesting."

"Shit," she mumbled as she fell back onto her back again.

"Hmmm.  Remind me to show Jennifer your memory of your mom and dad fooling around," I said as I closed my connections.

"What?" she said, sitting up.  "What memory?"

"Think back to your eighth birthday when you got your first bike.  Remember when you went inside to ask your mom for another bow for Jennifer's tricycle?"

"I...  I think so...  OH!  OH WOW!  Yeah! I do remember!  She was giving dad head wasn't she!"

"Yep.  I wonder if Jennifer ever looked through her dad's memories of..."

"Tim?" Jennifer called from the family room.

"What, Jennifer," I thought back to her.

"Can we go over to Christine's for a while?  She's upset about something, but she won't tell me and I can't reach her mind from here," Jennifer thought back.

"Were you two just talking?" Lee asked as I got up without saying another word to her.

"Oh, heh.  Sorry.  Yeah, we were.  Uhm, I think Jennifer should know about... you know.  How about coming with us and I can like explain why you shouldn't be worried about it while we're on the road.  Then we can tell Jennifer after she knows the answer, okay?"

"I don't know," she said, making a comic face.  "If you want dinner to be anything close to eatable, I think I better stay and help dad fix it when he gets back."

"Okay.  Then I'll tell you now real quick.  You're not interested in Jennifer sexually, you're just... curious, and tired of the routine you've had the past several years, you know?  You trust Jennifer, and that's why you see her as the one to... explore it with."

"Explore what?" Jennifer said from down the hall.  "Come on, Tim.  We have to be back by six for dinner so that doesn't leave much time."

"Go on," Lee said when I waited for her reaction.  "It'll take a while for me to chew on that."

I grinned at her before leaving the room, then turned around and went back to give her a wet kiss.

"Thanks," she said as I walked back to the door.

"Any time," I thought to her.

Jennifer was too worried about her girlfriend to ask what Lee and I had talked about, and while I was driving us over there, Jennifer rattled on about what it could be that Christine couldn't tell her about.

When we were within sight of Christine's house, Jennifer got a lock on her mind and quickly sorted it out.

"Oh Tim," she whined when she found it.  "She's upset because she wanted to give Erin a blow job and he didn't let her.."

"What?" I said, instantly following Jennifer's lock on Christine's mind and verifying it, thinking she might have gotten it backwards.  "Holy shit.  He really did refuse her."

"I wish you wouldn't cuss," Jennifer said with an unhappy frown.

"Sorry.  It was just a shock, that's all."

"Why?"

"What do you mean why?  He didn't want a blow job?  Either that kid has a serious problem or he has some pretty incredible morals holding him back."

"So you think every guy should want to have a blow job?" she asked.

"Not exactly.  I just have never met one who didn't."

"Oh," she said, getting out.

I followed Jennifer up to the house, then did my best to be charming with Christine's dad when I felt his shock seeing the difference in age between Jennifer and I.  But when Christine's dad took us to her room and announced that _I_ was there while putting his hand warmly on my shoulder, I realized I had overdone the charm bit, and swore I had to stop using that damn empathic smile again.

I closed the door behind me when I felt Christine didn't object to my presence, then sat down next to Jennifer on the bed.  Then Christine just blurted it out without any sort of prompting or telepathic manipulation.

"I think he doesn't like me any more," Christine said sadly afterwards.  "Or thinks I'm ugly."

"No he doesn't.  He thinks you're beautiful.  Doesn't he Tim?"

"Uhm, yeah.  Sure he does.  Why wouldn't he?"

"But then why didn't he let me do it?"

"Why did you even want to?" Jennifer asked her, the fact that she couldn't believe Christine would quite evident in her voice.

"I...  I don't know.  I just, you know, wanted to, that's all.  Don't you want to do it to Tim?"

"No!" she exclaimed.

"Oh," Christine said while looking at me for my reaction.

I gave her a small dose of my smile without thinking of it, then kicked myself for doing it while I gently reduced the empathic warmth down to zero.

Jennifer looked at me with an irritated frown, but all I did was shrug at her before giving her a little smile of her own.  Jennifer naturally returned the smile, then playfully pushed my face away before turning back to Christine.

"Doesn't he want you to?" Christine said to Jennifer while staring at me.

"Yes, but...  He's just not like everyone else.  He's..."

"Special," Christine whispered as her stare turned into a romantic gaze.

"I was going to say, he's more..."

"Experienced," Christine said louder.

"No!  I mean, yes, but..."

"And better looking, and more mature, and richer," Christine said dreamily.

"And more perverted, too," Jennifer spat.

Christine broke her eye away from me to look at Jennifer and said "Really?  Wow.  You're so lucky."

"You're lucky too," Jennifer said after recovering her wits.  "Erin's nice, and he has pretty eyes and lots of energy, and he's... uhm...  Doesn't have many zits, and he plays lots of sports."

Jennifer nudged me to help her, but I had to call up an image of Erin in Christine's mind just to know what he looked like.

"He has a nice body," I admitted, finding Erin fit and trim.

"Yeah, a nice body," Jennifer agreed.

"And his dick isn't that small," I added.

"And his...  Uhm."

"Wait.  How would you know?" Christine asked.

"Know what?" I asked as I went through her mind to find out where he lived.

"How big his thingy is."

"Oh, uhm.  He, uhm.  Bathroom.  It's a guy thing.  Guys always compare the size of their dicks when they take a pee.  It's a rule.  I guess didn't you know that."

"No," they both said.

"Well, it is, but we're not supposed to talk about it with girls, so don't ever like mention it to anyone.  Not even to Erin.  Don't want him to think I'm gay or anything because I remembered what his looked like.  Uhm, you understand, right?"

Christine giggled while Jennifer gave me that "you're fibbing, aren't you?" look.

While Christine and Jennifer talked about what they did and didn't want to do with a guy,  I concentrated on finding Erin's mind, then ended up just trying a pulse which startled Jennifer so much that she fell off the bed.

"Sorry," I said as Christine started to giggle again.

"What was that!" Jennifer exclaimed as I helped her up.

"Just a pulse.  Uhm...  hang on a sec."

"A pulse?  Is something wrong with your heart?" Christine asked confused.

I nodded to Jennifer when she looked at me with the burning question written all over her face, then as I connected to Erin's mind and began to scan, Jennifer turned to Christine and said, "If I tell you a secret, a really big secret that you might not believe at first, would you promise not to tell or get upset?"

"Huh?  Well of course I do.  What is it?"

"Well, here goes," Jennifer sighed, mostly to me.

After Christine made the standard gasp, I tuned their activities out while focusing on Erin's mind.  I found memories of him jerking off while fantasizing to the concept of getting a blow job, but yet the idea of Christine doing it seemed wrong and too dirty for him to get horny about.  Actually, it was the shock of finding out Christine wanted to do something which he thought only someone really slutty would do that turned him off as much as anything.

I couldn't detect any traces of tampering, and the thought did cross my mind that Jennifer may had done her thing purposely to ensure her friend was safe from going too far.  Yet even if she had, there would have been an empathic trace, and so far there hadn't been any signs in anyone I had felt out with my empathic abilities.  Of course I couldn't empathically feel Erin out long distance like that, but I was pretty sure I wouldn't find anything even if I did.

That night, I laid in bed pondering all these things.  I didn't want to believe Jennifer could be deceiving me, and the fact that my empathic abilities could always detect her tampering in persons I knew she had messed with made it feel like I was being paranoid for considering it.

I spent that Sunday at the north mansion, and my crabby mood was very much felt by everyone there.  The only time I wasn't in a bad mood that day was when I was nursing from my mom, alone, and free to nurse from both tits too.

When I picked Jennifer up for school Monday, she asked me if we could skip first hour so she could tell her other two girlfriends about her powers.  She was a little upset when I objected totally and completely, and we both went to our first class in a rather bad mood.

But when we met for lunch, Jennifer announced I had been right and asked sweetly if I would mind giving her girlfriends all a ride home after school.  How could I resist, especially when she gave me a really wet kiss.

My mood lightened after that, and I actually smiled a little before heading upstairs after the last bell rang.  I was a little surprised to find the door already open, and even more surprised when I walked in and found Pam and Belinda sitting on the couch with blank faces.

"Jennifer, what did you do that for?" I asked when I recovered from my shock.

"Shhh..." Belinda barely said.

"What the..." I muttered as I realized they were in some kind of strange two way.

"There," Jennifer said finally, opening her eyes.  "So...  do you believe me now?"

The two bewildered girls blinked a few times and looked at each other, then both exclaimed, "Can we try that again?!"

"Try what?  Awwwe! You started without me?!?"  Christine exclaimed entering the room and sliding her backpack off her shoulder to the floor.

As all four girls started talking at once, I just turned around and walked out, closing the door behind me.

I spent the next three afternoons chauffeuring them around, buying them snacks, taking them to the mall, getting kind of sick of the never ending chatter they all four seemed to live for while together.  My mood wasn't all that great to begin with, but I was getting pretty unbearable by the time Thursday rolled around.

Jennifer surprised me really big after school that day.  The first thing I noticed as I approached the room twenty minutes after the last bell was the fact that it was quiet.  I immediately felt out the area and found to my relief Jennifer was the only one in the room.

But the best surprise came when I opened the door and found the bed out, the bondage straps ready to go, and Jennifer standing there completely naked while holding up a harness similar to Brad's, but obviously meant for me.

"I thought you might like a little... private time together," she said huskily.

I rushed over to take her in my arms, but she stopped me before I could touch her with a simple gesture.

"Just stand still and let me put this on you," she said firmly when I opened my mouth to complain.

I snapped my mouth shut, then watched her approach me like a predator stalking her prey, and I have to admit I shivered when her hand touched my side to begin pulling my shirt up over my head.

"Remember how confused I felt Saturday?  I never did tell you why."

"I know, but you had forgotten about it and I didn't want to..." I said as she lowered my jeans and I stepped out of them.

"Upset me with it, I understand.  I still need to tell you, and I will, but I thought this would be the best way to work out what my confusion was about."

"Uhgh.." I grunted as she reached into my under shorts and grasped my cock in her bare hand.

Jennifer stood there a little unnerved as she fondled my cock freely with her hand, then looked up at my surprised face and smiled sweetly at me.

"You don't have to," I said as she started experimentally stroking me with one hand as she pushed the shorts down with the other.

"I know, but I want to.  I've wanted to do a lot of things for a long time, but I never would let myself admit..."

"Admit what, honey," I said as she let go and grabbed the harness to put on me.

"That I... That I'm... attracted to Brad..."

"More than me," I finished for her.

"Yes," she said very softly while looking down at my cock, yet not really watching it as it bobbed up and down with my pulse.

"Sex isn't love," I said firmly.

"I know, but still."

"Jennifer, if it doesn't bother me, then why are you letting it bother you?  I don't doubt your love for me is greater than anything you feel for Brad, so what does it matter that you like his body more than mine?"

"But," she said, looking up at me with doubt in her eyes.

"But what?"

"I don't know.  It just disturbs me when I'm kissing you, or doing something else with you and for an instant I think it's not you, but him.  And then I get so excited.  It's just not right. "

"Hey," I said, taking her in my arms and letting the harness fall to the floor between us.  "I love you.  I want you to be happy, to pleasure yourself to the fullest in whatever way you wish as long as you don't force anyone into doing it for you.  You can tie up and tease anyone that will let you, and when the time comes, you can fuck whoever you choose.  That's how much I love you.  And I know you love me just as much, so stop being such a worry wart and let yourself enjoy what your powers and life give you.  Okay?"

She kissed my chin, then said, "Okay."

"Good.  Now how about getting that harness on me so we can have our little kinky fun?"

I let her go, but then she gave me a tight hug before stepping back and giving my cock another couple of strokes, both of us having ignored my dick being wedged between our stomachs during our embrace.

Ten minutes later, Jennifer was covering my eyes with the blindfold, then stuck the ball gag roughly in my mouth which surprised me just a tad.  Shit, it was hard to keep from peeking at her thoughts, especially with my sight being cut off like that.

With practiced efficiency, Jennifer lubed my ass then inserted the butt plug without hesitation, and after I heard the snap of rubber gloves being pulled off her hands, I tried to prepare myself for the nipple clamps as best as I could.

I jerked slightly when I felt her hands lifting my ball sack, then shivered from the sensation of cold metal rings being slipped over my semi hard dick.  I tried to gasp as she slipped my balls through the biggest one, but then relaxed as I felt my cock starting to re expand.

When my cock pressed against the restricting five metal rings, I was astounded at how much of a turn on it was and how pleasurable it was becoming, and almost didn't notice the sharp sting of the nipple clamp biting down on my right bud.  As Jennifer attached the other clamp, I realized I didn't really care for them at all, and had to strain to keep myself from signaling to Jennifer to take them off.

Once they were on a few minutes and Jennifer got busy with the feather, the discomfort the clamps produced faded, and even though I didn't really notice it, I guess they were starting to tingle slightly.

When the feather stopped and I waited patiently for whatever came next, I started to feel...  dreamy, I guess.  Like I wasn't really there, but in a dream or something.  These feelings grew stronger as Jennifer apparently was teasing me by not doing anything, and then suddenly a face flashed in my mind that caused all sorts of erotic sensations to shoot across my body and soul.

The face of Carol, Penny's mother, only lasted a few moments, but the feelings of intense sexual pleasure of being strapped down on the bed like that remained for a considerable amount of time.  Jennifer had nothing to do with this, for it was simply another memory that hadn't really resurfaced from the wipe until then.

When Jennifer saw my cock spurting a surge of precum out while my body shivered and shook in pleasure, she was transfixed with the sight.  Moments later she was hit with a wave of arousal that caused her to take her finger and swirl it around the head of my cock, just like Sandi had done to Brad.

Jennifer jerked away when I started going nuts with her finger's touch, but once I had settled down and was just breathing through my nose in desperate puffs, I felt her hand take hold of my cock and tried to stroke it up and down in an attempt to make me cum.

I was completely lost in the memories of the powerful sexual arousal and pleasure due to the drug Penny's parents had given me three summers ago, so even though Jennifer gave up fairly quickly, she had just barely moved her hand away when my first stream shot up in the air and spattered across my chest and neck.

I was in a complete daze after my orgasm ended, but was thrust back into my memories as I felt the weight of Carol's body laying on top of me, her crotch teasing me wildly by laying it's very wet opening over the shaft of my cock before beginning to hump it madly.

My attention was split between this and the incredibly sharp bursts of pleasure attacking my nipples, the intensity of which was so strong I stiffened with their every surge.  Then in a sudden flash of pain like pleasure, the sensations stopped at my left nipple, and a few moments later the same thing happened to the other, but his time it caused me to cum again.

Everything was just a distant blur for a little while after that, and I might have drifted to sleep during that time too.  The first real clear memory I have was finding Jennifer removing the gag and blind fold with a very worried expression on her face.

"Are you okay?" she asked shakily as I realized she was lying on top of me and our skin was sticky with my cum.

"I think so," I said.  "Could you untie me?  I'm feeling kind of stiff."

As she reached up above me to undo the Velcro around my right wrist, I had a surge of horniness run through me that caused my cock to finish getting 'stiff'.  While my arms and legs were a bit tired of being held like that too long, I had been actually talking about the fact that I was feel very aroused from my bonds.  And her breasts hanging down above my face as she released my arm didn't help that matter any at all.

In fact, as soon as I had that arm free, I used it to pull her against me so I could suckle at her breast, but her shock and fear jolted me back to reality and I instantly let her go without even a second lick.

Jennifer fell into a depression of sorts from what had happened that day.  She was still a virgin, but in her mind it was only technicality that my cock's head never actually entered her while she humped it's bare shaft.  While I actually felt like a million bucks again, she was sullen and quiet, and not I or her three girlfriends could cheer her up for three or four days.

Surprisingly the person who brought Jennifer out of her guilt ridden depression was the one and only Suzi Aster.

With spring break starting that weekend, a lot of the seniors were getting excited about the spring break trip to Florida that was sponsored by the school.  Both Suzi and Joey were signed up to go, but Suzi was trying to get out of it because she was worried she'd let Joey get to her and end up right back where she had been before they broke up.

After school Wednesday, Suzi showed up looking almost as gloomy as Jennifer at the room.  She explained her problem, saying she really wanted to go, and that she couldn't afford not to since the trip wasn't refundable, so she wanted me to do something to her to keep her from letting Joey's charm get to her while on the trip.

I refused to do it, saying I couldn't betray Joey like that even though I hadn't been talking to him for two weeks.  But then Jennifer said she would do it, but didn't want me around when she did, so I ended up leaving when Suzi said she'd take Jennifer home after they were done.

When I picked Jennifer up the next morning, she got in the car looking grim, but my empathic senses told me she felt otherwise.  I gave her a look that told her I knew, and that made her break out into a grin that I immediately mirrored with my own.

"What are you grinning about?" I said after giving her a peck on the lips.

"Do I have to have something to grin about?" she said, using one of my lines very effectively.

"Nope," I said with a bigger grin, then backed out of her driveway while she stretched in her seat trying to wipe her own grin away.  "Well?  You going to tell me or not?"

"Okay," she said, her grin instantly reappearing.  "I guess I've finally figured out why everyone likes Suzi so much, that's all.  She's so easy to talk to."

"Yeah, she is.  So what did you two talk about?"

"Sex," she said, grinning so hard I nearly hit a tree from the glare.

"Sex, huh.  That's all?"

"Pretty much.  We talked about doing it with you a lot at first, but then she talked about Joey a bit before we both got talking about Brad.  Did you know that she and Brad...  You know, were doing it?"

"Yeah."

"Oh.  Anyway, we got stuck on the subject of Brad and Sandi, and...  her and her brother."

"What?" I said after she paused a few moments to let that sink in.  "You don't mean Suzi and Jason..."

"The night she dumped Joey," she simply said.

"Shit.  I never thought they would...  let it happen."

"That's exactly what she said," Jennifer said a little distantly.

"Have they done it since?" I asked a minute later after mulling it over.

"You'll have to ask Suzi.  She only wanted me to break it to you, not give you any details."

"Figures.  But getting back to you, why are you in such a good mood from all this?"

"Well, I guess I can tell you," she said in a thoughtful voice.  "Suzi doesn't feel guilty about what they did.  She said she knew it would happen someday and that was what disturbed her so much about it before, but now that it happened and nothing bad came from it, the pressure is off.  I guess that's how I feel about us too.  I knew I'd lose control and go too far with you, and now I just don't feel the pres..."

"I understand, baby," I said, patting her thigh as we pulled into the school parking lot.  "Uhm, I don't mean to ruin your mood, but we shouldn't let it happen again unless you are sure you can handle risking losing your virginity though."

"I know," she said softly.

When we got to school, we spent a few minutes in a wordless hug in front of her locker, ignoring how interested the people who were walking past us were in our silent embrace.  Even though I had been very conscious of the eyes on us at the time, I was still very surprised to see couples hugging like we had as I walked to my second period class.  By lunch time whatever amusement I got out this had long left me for it seemed everyone was doing it every chance they got, and I didn't care for the idea of everything I did was being watched.

Jennifer, however, was extremely amused when I walked into the lunchroom with my "ignore everything I do" emitter on high.  She had this twinkle in her eye that told me she was loving the attention everyone was giving her, and after her smile did its thing, I let the ham part of me take over and undid my ignore commands before sweeping her up in my arms and together made a show of our kiss.

I couldn't help but grin slightly when Jennifer went limp in my arms after we finished our kiss, but I didn't give it away that she was faking it, and just gathered her up in my arms and carried her to our table, her smiling face hidden against my chest the whole way.

I was somewhat surprised that everyone didn't just jump up and copy our actions right away, and I think Jennifer was a little disappointed by it too.  But as the day went on, we both saw incidences where a guy would kiss his girl until they went limp, then carried them somewhere, most often to their next class.

Jennifer and I plotted and schemed all afternoon on what we would do tomorrow to really get everything stirred up.  I couldn't help but get caught up in her enthusiasm, and once I had gotten into the idea, I wasn't about to stop.

You know that scene where this guy and girl are running towards each other across a big open field, calling each other's names and basically falling over themselves to get into each other's arms?  Well, after our first class Friday, Jennifer and I did our own version, having arranged to be at opposite stairwells so we could run the length of the second floor hallway calling each other's name, hopping around and sometimes over people to rush into each other's arms and kiss as hungrily and passionately as we could without drawing blood or ripping our clothes.

Not only was everyone talking about it at lunch, but the it seemed that everyone had the same idea of how to imitate it without being late to class like we had been.  You see, the lunch room has two sets of doors, one at each end, so naturally there was a lot of names being shouted and a lot of running and kissing being done when a guy would enter the lunchroom from one door, spot his girl entering or waiting at the other...  Well, you know the rest.

What we hadn't counted on was the disruption this had in the lunchroom and the halls.  At first it was funny when someone would trip or when they ran too fast and literally collided with each other instead of our graceful embracing. And even though we had been very careful to make sure we weren't touching anything suggestive as we sucked each other's tongues out by their roots, there were a lot of people who had their hands in side the other's clothes, mostly people who hadn't seen us do it, just heard about it from others who had.

It got out of hand when people started piling up in the center of the lunchroom, and we ended up in Higgs' office by fifth hour getting a royal chewing out.

"I've had about enough of this game one or both of you are playing," Higgs said after shutting his office door rather hard.  "This...  so called Timmytis has gone far too long.  First it was the break ins, then the problems with too many people going to the dances and games in couples.

"I let these things go by because their grades were improving and we had significantly fewer disciplinary problems.  But now the coaches are complaining of there being a serious lack of interest in sports, and then you two start pulling this!

"If things don't return back to normal when we get back from spring break, I'll suspend the both of you until they do.  I don't care if you say you haven't done anything to them.  Something has effected them, and you're certainly not helping it any by pulling stunts like you did today, and I know you two can handle fixing this mess, so you better get busy and start working out how to do it.  Now get out!"

I was rather upset about it considering how angry Higgs had been, but Jennifer was rather angry herself.  I knew she was tempted to straighten Higgs out herself, but instead she just put her mind at figuring out how to straighten this mess we got ourselves into.

I hadn't known about the grades or the other aspects of Timmyitis, and I wondered what other side effects there had been.  So while Jennifer was tinkering around with a few ideas to counteract the Timmyitis effect, I did some checking and found a few other things Higgs didn't know about.

While the number of people having sexual relationships had increased by three fold, the actual amount of sex overall had decreased as well.  This was very suspicious to me for with all the opportunities everyone was having, most made do with just the kissing and touching.

The confusing part about it was, not everyone was affected, and there was no clue as to why.  And the number of couples actively going steady had been dropping ever since the initial surge, and I estimated at the time that it was down to around fifty percent of the student body.

The worry that Jennifer was deceiving me somehow was finally put to rest when I found Scott having caught the Timmyitis bug and had successfully romanced Jenna, the girl who he had lost his virginity with.  There were a few slight differences with Scott than with the others, however.  While he did seem to have a serious case of Timmyitis, he didn't seem to have any restraint to his sexual urges, and had been getting Jenna to have sex with him once or twice a week.

Jennifer and I decided whatever Timmyitis was, it would eventually wear off given time.  It took us about an hour to figure out someway of speeding up the process, and as people were leaving that day, Jennifer helped me with largest blanket command I had ever formed in my life.

We went over to her house after throwing the huge blanket command.  My head was hurting a little from the strain so I didn't really notice Jennifer's gloomy mood until we got to her room and had lain down.

"What's the matter, baby?  You feelin' blue because you're losing all your fans?"

"Yeah, I guess.." she sighed.

"Well stop it.  We are now officially on spring break, so how about we put on a smile," I said as I moved her mouth into a smile with my fingers, "and we think about what we're going to do for the next nine days."

"I guess you're right," she said, unable to stop her real grin from forming.  "Didn't you say something about going to the amusement park this week?"

"No," I said with a grin.  "I never said a word about it.  You picked it up from my head I think."

"Oh.  Well you must have been thinking about it a lot."

"Yeah, I was.  I'm friends with the owners too, so we can go anytime without worrying about tickets."

"Like we'd buy tickets anyway," she said, getting off the bed and heading towards the bathroom.

"I would," I said firmly.  "I'm not dishonest.  I pay for everything I get."

"Well, you would," she thought back to me after closing the bathroom door.  "Your dad makes more money than you could possibly spend.  My dad doesn't make all that much.  That's why mom worked at the library."

Not really liking where the conversation was going, I said, "When do you want to go to the park?  It's open all week because of spring breaks."

The toilet flushed, then she thought back to me, "Can my girlfriends and their boyfriends go with us?"

"Sure," I said while cringing at the thought.

"Why don't you like them?" she asked out loud as she opened the door and came out.

"I like them.  I just don't care to be around when all four of you are together, that's all."

"I know," she sighed, climbing on top of me and spreading my legs with her feet as she lowered herself down on top of me.  "But with their boyfriends there, it will be different."

After we had a brief but satisfying smooch, she took my arms and spread them out above my head, then indicated for me not to move them.  But then her face lit up and she excitedly asked, "Can they come over to your house one day?  I'd really like to show them the ballroom and study."

"Anything you want, sweetie.  Anything you want," I cooed.

We were in the middle of a really hot make out session when Lee suddenly tackled Jennifer from on top of me, somehow neither of us having sensed her entering the house, let alone the room.

"Lee!" Jennifer squealed.  "What are you DOING!"

The extra astonishment in Jennifer's voice caused me to sit up and have a better look at what was going on, then felt my dick surge as Lee pulled Jennifer's shirt up and struggle to get it off over her head.

But Jennifer was not going to have any part of this.  After Lee refused to listen to her protests, she resorted to using her telepathy and making Lee's arms go limp.

"Oh, come on, Jennifer!" Lee said grumpily.  "It's not like I'm going to rape you or something."

"I'm NOT going to do that kind of thing with you!" Jennifer said while starting to shake.

I restored Lee's use of her arms and hands, then watched the two sisters glare at each other before Lee got up with a huff and slammed Jennifer's door shut when she left.

I reached over to rub Jennifer's back for support, but when I touched her, Jennifer cringed away from it, then said a bit shakily, "I think I'd like to be alone for a while.  I'm sorry."

"She didn't mean to hurt you, you know," I said, scooting over to the edge of her bed and standing up.

"I know. I'll call you tonight, all right?  I really want to just be alone for a while so I can think."

"Well, I'm going to talk to Lee before I go, okay?"

"Okay.  I love you."

"I love you too, sweetness," I said, opening her door and slipping through.

I had learned the best thing for me to do when she said she wanted to be alone was...  well, leave her alone.  Now there were occasions where I knew leaving her alone like that would have made things worse, but not this time.  She just needed some peace and quite to work things out in her head.

Lee was trying to find something in her closet when I knocked on her door and went in.

"The runt kicked you out too, huh?" she said in a bitter tone.

"Well, she's never had to deal with her sister trying to strip her nude before.  She'll be okay.  She just needs some time to...  What are you looking for anyway?"

"Just an old pair of shoes," she said from somewhere within the bowels of her closet.

"Lee, what's eating you?  I can feel you're upset, and it's not about Jennifer either, is it?"

"There you are!" she exclaimed before starting to back out on her hands and knees.

I wrap my arms around her from behind when she stood up, then I give her a kiss on the neck before saying, "Come on, Lee...  What's wrong.  You getting that tired of sex or something?"

"No," she said, dropping the shoes to the ground and leaning back against me.  "I hate to say it, but I think I miss her."

"Who?" I asked, then realized who before she said it.

"My mom.  Who else would I be talking about?"

"I don't know, but why shouldn't you be missing her?"

"But all she ever was to me was...  an obstacle, or...  I don't know.  But it just isn't the same without her."

"You're feeling guilty too," I stated as I examined what my empathic senses were saying.  "And anger.  Anger at yourself."

"Hey!" she said, breaking out of my arms and facing me with a frown.  "If I wanted my feelings analyzed, I would be talking to a shrink right now."

"Sorry," I said, looking in her eyes and letting the empathic connection form.

After closing the connection a minute later, I smiled at her when she sighed distantly, then gave her a kiss on the side of her head as she laid her head on my shoulder and we wrapped arms around each other.

"Why can't I find a guy like you?" she said after a few minutes.

"Heh.  My mom said when God made me, He dropped the mold and it broke.  But seriously, if you ever want to settle down with a guy, you can't keep dumping them before you really get to know them.  And I think the only reason you really did that was because of your mom, and that's why you're thinking of her while feeling restless with the sex.  Don't you?"

She didn't say anything for a minute or two, but then she sighed again, lifted her head to look me in the face and said, "You may be right, but there's one thing you apparently haven't figured out yet."

"What?" I said with smile.

"I think I'm falling in love with my sister's boyfriend."

My face fell in astonishment, then as I focused my senses on her feelings for me, I found she was indeed feeling some puppy love towards me.

"Lee, I'm fond of you too, but...  Our relationship is mostly sex.  Why is it any different than the other guys you fuck?"

"I don't know.  Maybe because I know I can't have you.  Or maybe you're just so different than any other guy I've met that I feel this connection with you.  A pull to you.  Don't you feel it too?"

"Yeah, I do," I admitted, feeling it tugging at my desire with renewed energy.  "I've felt it since the day I first met you."

"Me too," she breathed into my face.

Our mouths barely staying apart, our hands barely keeping still, the strain of resisting the pull to rip each other's clothes off becoming to great to push ourselves away.  In a momentary surge of desperation, I managed to call Jennifer for help, then shivered with delight and lust when her reply came back.

"Just do it and get it over with."

Having apparently heard Jennifer's response, Lee didn't need wait any more than I did to press ourselves against each other as hard as we could as our open mouth joined to feast on our salivating goods.  But just as our hands had found themselves something to undo, their dad came home with a friend that wrecked the mood.

"Girls, this is Denis Haywood.  He's an old friend of mine from high school.  We're going out for dinner tonight, so don't make any plans, all right?"

After scanning and seeing that he was hoping I'd understand that he'd like to spend the evening with his friend and his daughters alone, I gave both girls a kiss on the lips which surprised him, not to mention his friend, then left after giving him a wink for his questioning glare.

I ended up going over to Suzi's to check on her and Jason before she left for her trip.  I was more interested in finding out how Jason felt about their night of incest since I already knew Suzi had put it behind her and didn't intend for it to happen again.

As I suspected, Jason wasn't quite at that stage.  Suzi had mentioned he seemed to avoid being around her too long alone, and the reason turned out to be the mixture of guilt and desire he felt about it all.

Shit, did his smile feel good.  If Suzi hadn't been there to distract us, I think we would have done something neither of us wanted, namely to fuck.

Once we had a grip on ourselves, however, we were fine talking alone for a while.  I can't seem to remember exactly how we got onto the subject of his time at Central State, but I ended up undoing the rat in his head to give him full access to his memories.

He sat there a while muttering "shit," a lot as he recalled those hidden events in his mind, then looked over at me and said, "Shit.  Now I really want to go back."

"Heh, I wondered about that," I said, not all that surprised.  "What do you think it is most?  The orgasms after working out?  Or the sex with your mistresses?"

"Fuck, I don't know.  I thought I knew what really good sex felt like, but now that I remember...  Can you do that too?"

"What?"

"Make people, you know, feel really good being a... a..."

"Sex slave is the word you're looking for," I said abruptly.  "Yeah, I can, but I don't."

"Why not?  Shit, what am I saying?  I guess I do understand.  Shit, now I see why Joey scares Suzi.  Man, and I thought I was confused about what I felt before."

"Heh.  Kind of makes what you and Suzi did a little less uhm..."

"Crazy?"

"I guess," I said, pausing before asking him, "Jason, could you tell me what exactly happened that night?"

"Huh?  I thought..."

"Suz didn't tell me much, and I don't like intruding on other people's thoughts like that without asking.  I'd rather you just tell me if you would."

"All right," he said with a frown.  "Don't take this personal, but I've always thought you were a bit weird.  Why you wouldn't want to just read my mind...  If I understood it right, it would be like watching it on TV or something."

"It is, and that's why I don't want to.  I don't think it would be good for me to watch Suzi make love to someone like that."

His frown lightened to a more compassionate expression, then he accidentally gave me one of those grins before grimacing and immediately apologizing.

"That's all right," I chucked.  "Now I know how everyone else feels when I do it to them without knowing it."

"Yeah, it sucks sometimes...  Uhm, well, how much do you know about what happened that night?"

"Just start at the beginning of what you know and don't worry about it."

"Okay.  Let's see.  Suzi was pissed off that night waiting for Joey to come pick her up for a dinner, and when he finally got there, he had lipstick on his neck yet.  Man, did she blow up.  She told him to go back and take his girls to the fucking dinner, then threw his class ring at him before slamming the door in his face and stomping up to her room.

"Mom tried talking to her, but Suzi just yelled at her to leave her alone.  I guess I could feel how bad she wanted to cry, but she was too proud and stubborn to show anything but anger."

"When you said you could feel how bad she wanted to cry, did you mean you felt like crying yourself?  Or just sensed it?"

"I guess both a little.  It's hard to explain.  Why?  Which is it that you feel?"

"Both like you, but I have to look in their eyes to really feel them out all the way.  So how did you two, you know..."

"After mom and dad went to bed, Suzi came in my room asking if I had her brush.  She had an attitude when she said it, but I saw right through her.  I only meant to try and comfort her, you know?  I never..."

"I know, I know. Come on."

"Sorry.  I, uhm,  I used my smile on her long enough give her a hug, then I just didn't let her go.  She fought me for a minute, then she just started crying..."

Jason paused to wipe his eyes, then gave me humorous grin as I handed him a tissue.

"I don't think I'll need it, but thanks," he said before getting a distant look in his eyes and continued.

"I don't know how long I stood there holding her, and I almost fell down a couple of times.  Uhm, anyway, when she started those hiccups, I just lifted her up and put her head on my shoulder and took her over to sit on my bed.  I'll never forget how limp and light she felt when I did that.  She's got my mom's petite size, you know?  I'm so big compared to her now.

"She cuddled up to my chest when I sat down beside her, and after a while she made me lay down while she tried to get more comfortable.  That's when she started talking.  She told me all the things about Joey that makes her angry, and repeated herself several times before finally getting to the things she liked about him and started crying again.

"Somewhere along the line, I guess I started crying with her, and then the next thing I knew we were looking in each other's faces preparing to kiss.  I still don't know what came over me, but you know what?  My sis?  She's a pretty good fuck."

"Yeah, she's a good lover too," I said wistfully.

"Hey, I was sorta joking," he said, nudging me.

"I know, but...  Oh well.  So besides your own little sister, you fuck anyone else lately?"

"You kidding?" he said.  "I haven't gone a day without it for a month."

"Shit.  You really haven't have you."

"Yeah, I may not have girls licking my feet like Joey, but I have a few girls ready to jump whenever I call," he boasted.

We ended up talking about the benefits and downfalls of using our empathic smiles to get our fucks, and despite my best efforts, Jason just didn't see what was wrong with being the king of sluts.

I left with mixed feelings, having at least put my concerns to rest about what Jason's intentions towards sex with his sister were, but now wondered what would become of his sluts when he tired of them.

Somehow I let Jennifer talk me into taking her, Lee, Brad, and Sandi to the North mansion Saturday.  Okay, so she didn't really have to pull my arm that much, for even though I knew she wanted to try out the guestrooms which were designed for bondage types of activities, I couldn't say no to a chance to fuck Lee.

I did get her to agree to go nude while we were there.  Actually, when it came down to it, I had more trouble getting Lee to agree to the same thing on the drive over, for the idea of going naked in a strange place around strange people she didn't know was a bit uncomfortable for her to say the least.

Of course Brad and Sandi had gotten used to going around my homes in the buff, and Brad even knew some of the staff by name and knew his way around somewhat.  I had picked them up in a limo of course, so that meant we were dropped off at the front, making Lee and Jennifer so uncomfortable about going outside in the nude that I let them put their clothes back on.

Brad, Sandi and I were nude before we had even pulled into the estate, but I went ahead and excepted the complimentary robe the staff presented to everyone who walked into the door, seeing they needed more time to adjust to it.

Brad and Sandi followed suit, not hiding their surprise all that well, but Jennifer and Lee were too nervous about stripping again to notice.  Of course my dad had to show up just about the time they were taking their undergarments off, and I think we all kind of stared at the part of his robe which was rising up all by itself before he coughed and excused himself from the entry way.

"Was that your dad?" Lee asked, hurrying to put the robe on.

"Yeah, that was his old man, all right," Brad said before I could respond.

"Are we going to see your mom too?  I want Lee to see how... pretty she is," Jennifer asked, wrapping the robe tightly around herself.

"Yeah, I'm sure we'll see her around," I said.  "But first lets go to the dining room and get some lunch."

Brad, Sandi, and I were all struggling to keep our grins from becoming too obvious, for they knew as well as I that Jennifer wouldn't hesitate to peek in their minds to see what they were grinning about.  The gasps the two sisters made when we walked into the brightly lit dining room were well worth the effort too.

"It's your mom!" Jennifer exclaimed when she found her voice.

"That's incredible!" Lee immediately added.  "She's very beautiful too."

"Thank you, dear," my mother said from the seat where my dad usually sat, feeding Richie his lunch in his high chair.

"Timmy!" Richie blurted out, along with the half the contents of his mouth.

"Hey, Bro!  You eatin'?"

"Timmy play?" he asked before pushing the spoon away from his face as my mom tried to recover the lost food before it dropped off his chin.

"He's so cute!" Sandi exclaimed.

"Don't let him fool you," my mom said, having to override Richie's arms so she could get to his face.

"How's his walking doing?" I asked her.

"He's still a little tipsy, but he can get around when he wants too.  Richie, now be good for mommy."

"Timmy," Richie called anxiously as he found his arms working again and reached out towards me indicating he wanted me to pick him up.

"Oh no you don't, mister.  You're gonna finish up your lunch first, and then mommy gonna let you nurse."

"Timmy nus'?" Richie asked, lowering his arms and opening his mouth for his next bite, having partially comprehended what she had been saying since she also had telepathically transmitted her meaning to his mind at the same time.

"Sorry, buddy.  I'll join you next time, okay?  We'll have all day tomorrow together."

Richie totally forgot all about me before I had even gotten half way through my sentence, having noticed the strangers in the room and getting excited about that.  He started moving up and down while banging his hands on the tray, his face twisted in his glowing smile while he huffed and puffed in his excited toddler like way.

"How old his he?" Jennifer asked as everyone crowded around him.

"He's ten and a half months," my mom said, poking the last bite of his cereal into his mouth.  "Although he sometimes acts like a six month old."

"Oh, come on, mom.  You said yourself he's ahead of what the baby book said he should be doing.  Richie's a smart kid, isn't he," I said to Richie while nodding my head.

"Richie cool!" he said with considerable excitement, having known his name for a couple of months now.

Everyone laughed, so Richie said it again and was disappointed by our lessened response.

"Mommy nus.." he said, reaching for her breasts as she started cleaning up his face with a cloth.

"In a minute, honey," she said.

We all took a seat while watching her work, then after she took his bib off, she lifted him out and set him down on his feet and said, "Richie, walk to Timmy so he can see how good you're walking."

"Timmy," he said, making sure he had my attention.

"Come 'ere, bro," I said, turning my chair around and holding my arms out to him.

As he wobbled his way to me, I couldn't help but feel proud of my little brother.  Having telepathic parents and sibling certainly helps in a child's development, all of us having decided to help stretch his mind to its fullest potential while it was so malleable and easily taught if you knew how.

Richie tripped over his own foot just as he reached me, but I was able to rescue him before he hit the ground.  I shook him and made him squeal in delight, which my mother naturally objected to, stating the fact that he just ate and didn't want him throwing it up.

When my mom mentioned the n word again (nurse), Richie wobbled over to her without a second thought and tried to start nursing the instant she had picked him up.  Everyone but myself had their eyes glued to the scene, and despite the fact I had the urge to do some nursing myself, I focused on the pizza which was being set down on the table before us.

I noticed the distant look in Jennifer's eyes, and after a quick scan, I found her examining the cook's mind in detail.

"Hey," I said, nudging her.

When she blinked and looked at me, I said, "Eat up.  You can do that stuff later if you like."

She nodded and grabbed a slice for herself, but even though she kept eating, she didn't partake in the conversation.  She was too busy studying the enslaved minds all around her, and because they seemed to fascinate her, I let her be since she was taking new bites, not just chewing.

"Earth to Jennifer," Sandi said when we all had finished.

"Huh?" she said, focusing her gaze on Sandi but not her attention entirely.

"Tim's giving Brad a blow job, okay?" she said with a serious face.

"Okay," Jennifer said distantly.

"Shit, she's really out there," Brad said.

"Wait.  What did you say Sandi?" Jennifer suddenly said with a jerk.

"Oh, nothing," Sandi said with a grin.  "You ready?"

"I guess," Jennifer sighed as she backed her chair up and stood.  "Where are we going now?"

"How about we go for a swim?" I suggested.

Lee wrapped her arms around me from behind as we watched Brad submit to be dressed in a woman's bikini, and I didn't really think anything of it until I realized...  It felt pretty damn nice.

When I glanced at her face, she lifted her chin off my shoulder and exchanged smiles with me, then a tender kiss on the lips.

"So, what do you think," Jennifer asked just as Lee let me out of her embrace.

"With little lipstick and some eyeliner Brad?  You'd be a babe," I joked.

"Shit, man," he said, blushing from his predicament.

Both Lee and Jennifer insisted on wearing swim suits, and I didn't attempt to talk them out of it seeing they were still a bit uncomfortable walking around nude.

We spent some time playing on the slide and doing trick dives, then while Sandi and Jennifer were busy playing tag with Brad, Lee and I got out and sat at the bar for a while.

Lee had some pretty funny stories about her boyfriends, or at least they were to me and Lee.  The other three came over during one of our giggling fits, so Lee told them about how this one guy... heheheheh... He thought those female monkeys at the zoo whose butts turned red when they were in heat was the most erotic thing in the world.  He... heheheheh...  Sorry.  He talked Lee into...  heheheh, letting him put red fingerpaint on her ass before...  Heheheheh...  before.  Heheheh.  I can't...  I can't tell you. heheheheheheheh.

Okay, okay.  Heheh.  He made those monkey sounds and... heheheh.  He fucked her doggy style.  Or more like monkey style.  Oh god.  I just can't describe it to you in words.  You just had to see her memory like I did...  He just made such a fool of himself.  Oh man, my sides hurt.

Anyway, Lee and I were laughing our asses off while the other three just kind of humored us.  They got their drinks then left us to our perverted sense of humor to try out the hot tub for a while.

I was in the middle of getting my breath back from another laugh attack when I noticed Lee looking at me with a different expression than before.  I knew that look, and I guess I should have expected it after the feelings I had been picking up from her for a while now.

I've had girls give me this look before, and it was usually followed by our first kiss or something like that.  And in a sense I suppose it was our first real kiss.  A kiss of tenderness and more importantly love without anything really sexual within it.

When the kiss ended, we put some space between us and just sat there finishing our drinks in silence.

After listening to her suck her empty glass through a straw a while, I said, "Do we tell her now, or wait until tonight?"

She breathed out through her straw, then started sucking up some more ice drippings, intending to not answer me.

"Lee," I said gently.

When she continued to ignore me, I said firmly, "Lee, stop and talk to me.  You know we can't..."

The look on her face cut my sentence short, then all I could do was, say, "Oh Lee..." and moved towards her to hug.

"Don't," she said emotionally, standing up and avoiding my touch.  "Just don't.  You're Jennifer's, and I can't compete with..."

"You're right.  You can't compete with her telepathy, but that isn't what I fell in love with about her, you know?  Shit, I guess this doesn't help the problem, but..."

"No, it doesn't.  Let's just go find them and tell her, then I'll just go home and..."

I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her like she had done earlier to me, then after she relaxed a little, I said, "We'll go and tell her, but you're not going home until we sort things out, okay?"

She sighed, then nodded her head and waited for me to let go.

I didn't let her go right away, and when I finally did, I turned her around and kissed her square on the nose before making monkey noises that got her to grin.

But then that grin faded as she looked me in the eyes, and if I hadn't just found Sandi and Brad showing Jennifer around, I probably would have ended up kissing her like the moment suggested.

Lee and I walked hand in hand heading to catch up with the others and met them coming down on the elevator.

Jennifer's eyes brightened when she saw us holding hands, and at that moment I got the suspicion...

"You little runt!  You planned this, didn't you!" Lee exclaimed, having seen the pleased look on Jennifer's face.

"What?" Brad and Sandi said at once while Jennifer's face turned red.

"I can't believe you!" Lee yelled.  "You better not have done anything to me, or I'll tell daddy and..."

"I didn't do anything," Jennifer said gently.  "Please Lee, believe me?  I just hoped, that's all."

"Hoped?!?  Do you have any idea how..."

"Lee," I said, putting my hands on her shoulders and gently squeezing.

"Don't tell me you were in on it!" she said angrily to my face.

"No!  I mean, no, I didn't know anything about...  Lee, she only wanted to..."

"Do you think I'm blind?!?  I know what she was trying to do!"

"No!  No you don't!" Jennifer exclaimed unhappily.

I looked at Jennifer, sensing she had said that to me just as much to Lee.

"What are you saying, Jennifer?"  I said calmly while motioning for them to enter the room beside us.

Brad and Sandi didn't join us, seeing that it wasn't any of their business, and I figured they'd just find a bedroom and fuck a while.  The room we entered was an assembly room for the staff and was as good as any place to talk.

"Confess, runt.  You wanted me to fall for Tim."

"I did, but..."

"But you knew he wouldn't leave you and I'd just end up getting hurt?!?"

"I knew he wouldn't leave me, but..."

"You selfish bitch!" she sobbed as she covered her face with her hands.  "I can't believe you'd do..."

"Lee!" Jennifer exclaimed with compassion.  "Will you please listen to me for a minute?!?"

"What?" Lee said, uncovering her face and revealing her tears.

Jennifer smiled sweetly at her while wiping her tears away with her hand, something she picked up from me doing to her.  Then as Lee smiled with a sniff, I realized Jennifer was telling her something telepathically, and for once I felt like I was the one being left in the dark.

They glanced over at me, then Lee let out a sigh and said, "Are you sure?"

"Sure of what?" I said warily.

They didn't answer me, and a moment later Lee reached over and hugged her sniffing little sister.

I waited patently, seeing that whatever they had thought to each other had to eventually be explained to me since it obviously concerned me.

When Lee let her go, Jennifer smiled at me, then gave me a hug and kiss before walking out the door without a thought or word of explanation.

"Lee, what's..."

I paused when I saw the same sparkle in her eyes as I had seen in Jennifer's many times, and didn't resist her when she entered my space to kiss me.  I didn't question what she was doing, and I guess I didn't really want to.

I ended up on my back with her on top by the time we finished our slow and gentle kiss, something which we hadn't really ever had before despite all the sex.  I didn't realize I was stroking her back as she studied my face until she moved to start another kiss.

"Lee," I said softly before she could complete the motion.  "What's going on?"

Lee smiled at me, then said, "She said you wouldn't just look in my head.  It's simple, silly.  I love you."

I don't know exactly what came over me, but my response was, "I love you too, Lee."

I meant it too, for Lee embodied practically everything I would want from a woman that Jennifer couldn't give me now, and I suddenly understood what it was all about.

"Make love to me," I heard Lee say to me in my daze.

I felt slightly torn, for I knew Jennifer was testing this idea of sharing me, but it felt wrong to be using her sister like this.

"No, Lee," I said gently.  "Whatever Jennifer said to you couldn't possibly..."

"She didn't say anything, silly.  She showed me some of your memories.  How you loved that girl Suzi, and the helicopter girl, and that other one...  The one you made a slut..."

"LeAnne," I said, astonished Jennifer could have done that without my awareness.

"Uh huh.  She showed me how you loved them, and even still love them while letting them go.  Maybe you and Jennifer are meant to be together, but now I see it doesn't mean we can't have our thing too.  And maybe, just maybe I will find my own guy to feel this for too, but right now, right here, I only want you."

She said all this while staring in my eyes, and I hadn't realized I had formed an empathic connection until I felt her love flooding my senses and brain.

I almost made love to her on the spot, but there was this remaining shred of control over my emotions left that stopped me and told me to wait.

Lee was very agreeable to the idea of going out on a date that night before a night of lovemaking, so despite having gotten herself quite worked up, she left to find her clothes without much of a discussion.

I found Jennifer talking to my mom, alone, and in the nude.

"Oh!" she whined when she saw me.  "What's wrong?  Didn't she want to?"

"She wanted to all right, but I wasn't ready to do it myself.  Mom, did she tell you what was going on?"

"Yes, honey," my mom said, uncertain at what my mood was at that moment.  "I didn't see anything wrong with it myself."

I sat down on the couch beside Jennifer and looked her in the eyes and said, "Jennifer, I'm very proud of you, and I'm not rejecting the gift you're giving me and Lee, but I want to know exactly what you're feeling about this."

"I...  I guess I'm just not really ready, that's all," Jennifer admitted.

"Ready for what?" I said.

"For sex and all that," she said gently.  "Ever since we started making out, I've let myself go a little further, feel a little more comfortable about it, and now...  Tim, I almost gave Brad a blow job the other day.  The only thing that stopped me was Brad accidentally hitting me in the face with it and startling me."

"Baby, you know I..."

"I know you don't, but I do," she sighed.  "Don't you get it?  I want to leave it alone for a while longer and let myself get used to the idea.  I love you, and you always say sex isn't love, so would it be okay if you kissed Lee and did that kind of stuff with her instead of me for a while?"

"You mean, you don't want me to be your..."

"I still want to be your girlfriend," she said firmly.

"But no more kisses?  What about hugs?"

"I guess a kiss here and there is okay, and I don't think I could live without your hugs," she said sweetly to my face.  "I just don't want any more heavy make out sessions or laying with each other without clothes on until we're properly married.  You'll have Lee to do that kind of stuff with until hopefully she finds someone else that she can keep."

I stared at her open and calm face while my emotions caused the confusion I had often sworn to avoid at all cost.  I couldn't imagine how I could say what I felt to her without hurting her, but yet I knew I must just to stay completely honest with her.

"Jennifer, you know I love you more than anything in the world, and everything you have said is understandable and very... giving of you."

"But?" she said cautiously.

"But sex is a very powerful thing when it mixes with love, dear," my mother said when I hesitated.  "You may find Tim spending more time with your sister than you."

"Yeah, exactly," I said giving my mom a surprised smile.

"Oh.  I didn't think of that," Jennifer said slightly down.  "I guess I'll just have to live with that somehow.  Just don't forget about me, okay?"

"Forget about you?" I laughed before giving her a wondrous hug.  "How could I ever forget about you?  Huh?  How?"

She pushed away from me a bit to look in my face and say, "I know you won't.  That's why I trust you."

It happened again right there and then.  With her naked body pressing against mine, we looked into each other's eyes and let the magic lead us into what would be our last magical kiss for a long time.

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