"Good morning," I said as Jennifer opened the door and got in. "What's the plan for today?"

"You tell me," she said sweetly as she bent forward and gave me a kiss on the lips. "You're the teacher, I'm just the student."

"So you're feeling better about it all?" I said, noticing Lee's smiling face from the window.

"I told them everything. And I mean everything. Things I haven't even told you about.. yet. My dad was surprised and a little uncomfortable about some of the... you know, really private stuff? But Lee... She came in my room after we had gone to bed and we talked about... girl stuff for hours. She understood everything I was feeling and... I guess I'm just happy to know I'm not any worse that anyone else is."

I pulled off the road so I could look at her without worrying about hitting something and said, "Uhm, Jennifer? I confused. I mean, I'm happy you told me all that, and I'm glad you're feeling good about your sexual self, but..."

"What does it have to do with my telepathy?" she said smiling, keeping herself looking straight ahead.

"Yeah, basically."

"Ever since I started Jr. High, I've watched my sister... have sex with boys before mom came home from work. I knew if mom ever found out about Lee, she'd kill her, but... I was more afraid about mom finding out that I watched Lee doing it."

"You mean, you were afraid that your mom would find out you liked watching Lee doing it."

"Yes. I.. I.. I used to.. touch myself... whenever I watched them, but then mom caught her one day, and... she almost caught me too. I've never been so scared in my life, Tim. I swore I'd never have another thought about it, or ever touch myself like that again. I've been so good about it too. And mom made it easier for me by spending more time with me. I guess what I was afraid of the most with this telepathy stuff was... not being able to resist making others do those things instead of doing it myself. That's what Lee and I talked about last night. I didn't tell her about watching her with her boyfriends, but I told her everything else."

"Are you still worried about corrupting her somehow?"

"No... Now that I know she's much more... perverted than I am, I'm not going to worry about me making her worse than she is now."

"What about your dad? How did he take it all?"

"He had me promise never to do anything to him or Lee with out their permission, but beyond that he said he trusted me, and you... that I wouldn't do anything without having a good reason and thinking it through. I think he got that out of some parenting hand book because it sounded rehearsed or something."

"So everyone is cool with it? Including you?"

She finally turns her head to face me and says with enthusiasm, "I think I want to do it now. I mean, I think I'm going to like it once I understand it, and I'm not afraid of hurting anyone anymore. I also know you've wanted me to do it from the start, and I'm starting to see why."

"Really? You mean, once you get the hang of it, you won't just hang it up?"

"I've thought about it a lot last night. Actually, I've been thinking about it for weeks now. I think as long as never force people to something I'll be okay. If I ever do, then I'll know I've gone too far and I'll have to figure out some kind of punishment or something for myself to keep me from doing it again. But I won't, I know I won't so I guess.. Yes. I won't hang it up later. Unless you think I should?"

"No way! Oh Jennifer... You know what this means? I mean, you, me... Oh baby... This is like the greatest present you could have ever given me!" I exclaimed as I grabbed her and hugged her really hard.

"I love you so much," she managed to say.

"I love you so much too," I said with tears in my eyes.

We sat there holding each other for several minutes, and the only thing that snapped us out of our embrace was a police car pulling up behind us and turning his lights on.

After an embarrassing minute of sort of explaining why we were sitting there on shoulder, he told us to get to school or he'd write up a ticket. I knew he was joking about the ticket, yet I still took his advise, and gave him one of my smiles that gave his already good mood an extra lift.

We decided to wait until after school to start anything dealing with her telepathy, but apparently her telepathy couldn't wait that long.

"Mrs. Nottleman?" the PA suddenly said in my third hour.

"Yes?"

"Could you please send Timothy Brandton to the nurse's office?"

"Of course. He'll be right... Wait. Where'd he go?"

I was already half way to the nurse's office by that time, for as soon as I had probed the secretary's mind out of habit, I had ran out of the room, probably even before she had said my name.

Okay, so I'm not the smoothest guy when it comes to emergencies. Well, at least when it came to Jennifer anyway. I sort of ran a little too hard down the hall towards the nurse's office door. When I reached the door I couldn't slow down fast enough and ended up crashing into the floor. And to top it all off, Mr. Higgs hit me with the door when he came out to investigate the noise.

"Are you okay?" he said, helping me up.

"Uhm... Yeah. Thanks," I said, my face all red from embarrassment.

"Tim..." Jennifer called from inside.

I nearly ended up crashing into the floor again when I tried to get in the nurses office as fast as I could and tripped on Higgs' foot. Luckily the nurse was there to break my momentum, and between the two of us we kept each other from hitting the floor.

"Sorry... Sorry..." I said as Higgs' mouth dropped open. "Jennifer... What... what's... Why..."

"They're back," she said. "I've tried to ignore them, but they make me dizzy..." she said as her eyes tried to follow the symbols they couldn't see.

"Oh... Oh, okay.. Let me... get my.. breath back. Whew! You had me scared."

"Sorry," she said sweetly while smiling weakly at me.

"Tim, what exactly is going on?" Higgs asked. "All she's been telling us is she's dizzy, and that she needs to see you."

"Uhm..." I said, biting my lower lip and glancing at the nurse.

"Wendy, could you give us a few minutes?" Higgs said, taking the hint.

"All right, but if her dizziness gets any worse..."

"You'll be the first to know," Higgs said.

Once the door closed behind her, I said, "I was going to tell you this after school today, but I guess now is as good of a time as ever. Jennifer is telepathic, but she's.."

"Wait. You told me she wasn't affected by it."

"I know. And she isn't. But she is telepathic. Remember when you asked me to clear out the office upstairs? Well, it all started from that."

"But that was over a month ago!" Higgs exclaimed.

"I know, but Jennifer didn't want to be a telepath. She wanted to just ignore it and hope she would never reach this point. And until Saturday, I thought she would get her wish. But she started breaking out at the dance, and now... Well, she doesn't have any control over it yet, so I'm going to teach her how."

"What do you mean, she doesn't have control over it?" he said.

"I mean she has... used. It. Uhm..."

"You were just going to let her walk around my school all day? Without any conscious control over her... her... abilities?!?"

"Well? Yeah?" I said apologetically.

He sighed, then rubbed both eyes using his thumb and index finger and said, "There's no way to stop her from... breaking out.. until after school?"

"No."

"Jennifer," he said, looking down at her with a look of concentration. "Do you understand that I am responsible for everyone at this school, and that I can't allow the chance you might accidentally cause someone to get hurt? I know you wouldn't do anything on purpose, but..."

"Yes... I understand," she said with a little fear in her voice.

"Good girl," he said, taking the edge off his voice and smiling at her reassuringly. Then he turned to me with a serious but soft expression and said, "If I remember correctly you said her family are not immune to it like she is."

"That's right. But her cousin is. Scott Brickman. He's a freshman."

"Scott Brickman?" Higgs said surprised. "He's not..."

"A telepath? Definitely not. I've tested.. Wait. You know him, don't you."

"Well, I am his principal, so don't be so surprised. But yes, I know him all right. In fact I told you about his first day on your first day back. Remember?"

"Uhm, no.. Oh wait. You mean.. Scott was the one who Jay picked on? No wonder. Hmmm.. Actually, it does kind of sound like Scott come to think of it. He doesn't really have a chip on his shoulder, but he's.."

"Tim?" Jennifer said. "I tired of being dizzy.."

"Oh.. Sorry.." I said to her.

"Well, besides Scott and yourself, is there anyone else who could stay with her during the day that she couldn't accidentally... tamper with? Maybe your mother?"

"Oh.. Well, yeah. I guess," I said a little disappointed. "You want me to see?"

"Yes, please. You can use that phone," he said, pointing to the one on the nurses desk.

"Uhm.. That's okay.." I said with a little grin. "I got my own.."

I easily found my mother's mind and presented the situation to her, and she quickly agreed to watch her while I was at school, and said she'd be there in a limo in about an hour.

"Uhm, she'll be here in an hour," I said, then got an idea. "Mr. Higgs.."

"Don't bother," he said with another sigh. "All right. Take her home with you or wherever you're going to go, but I want your word that you'll be here tomorrow all day no matter what kind of progress you're making with her. And I want to talk to her father on the phone to make sure he's okay with it all."

"Yeah.. Cool.. Thanks, Mr. Higgs," I said excitedly.

After setting things straight with my mom and her dad, I pulled my car up to the front entrance, then Mr. Higgs and I helped her out to my car.

"I wish I could just close my eyes and stop seeing them," she said after we were on the road for a few minutes. "Did they make you dizzy when you started seeing them?"

"To tell you the truth, no. You okay? You don't feel any worse, do you?"

"No.." she said distantly.

By the time I pulled into my garage, Jennifer was sound asleep. I tried to get her inside with out waking her up, but she woke up the moment I lifted her out of the car.

"I feel better," she admitted sleepily. "They're gone. I think I can walk."

"No, that's okay," I said, smiling at her tenderly. "I want to carry my bride across the threshold and then take her to our bedroom for our honeymoon."

"Mmmmmm.. That sounds nice. Of course there won't be any sex," she said.

"No sex, just lots of TLC."

Once I had carried her to my room and laid her on my bed, I told her not to move a muscle, that I would take care of everything. She sleepily nodded her compliance, then watched me as I took off my coat, followed by hers.

"Now, I'm going to make us both a little more comfortable, okay? Just trust me."

"I trust you," she said, blinking away some of her sleepiness.

I untied her shoes, then carefully rolled her socks off her feet and gave both her feet a good rubbing. Her eyes were shut while I rubbed her feet, but they opened back up to watch me as I removed my own shoes and socks then got really big when I removed my shirt and pants.

But she didn't' say a word as I crawled up beside her, just stared at me a little uncertainly until I reached down to begin pulling up her shirt.

"I thought you agreed no sex?" she said anxiously, yet not resisting me.

"Jennifer, we're not going to have sex. If you don't want me to do this, I'll stop right here, but I think you want me to, don't you."

"But.. but why... why if you don't want to have sex do you want..."

"Because I love you, and I want us to share the feel of our heat beats against each other's chests. I think we can handle it without letting become sexual, don't you?"

"I don't know.. I guess.."

"Do you want me to stop? Or continue?"

"Continue," she whispered anxiously.

"Uhm.. If I do continue, I won't just be stopping with your shirt or your bra... I know you're still afraid of losing control of yourself, and I want to prove to you we both are strong enough for this. You can do this Jennifer. I know you can, just as I know how beautiful you really are. You believe me about that now, don't you?"

"I believe you. I'll believe whatever you say for now on too," she said with open honest eyes staring into mine.

I kissed her nose, then carefully raised her up into a sitting position before lifting her shirt up and over her head. Before I moved on, I reestablished our eye contact, then didn't let it falter as I reached behind her and unclasped the small bra covering her chest.

Her eyes contained some fear as I brought the straps forward, and she shivered when it fell away from her breasts. She feared my rejection of their size and the way the areolas literally covered half of her breasts' surface rather than anything else, so when I finally did break our eye contact to gaze upon her chest, I was pleased to find that they were of fair size considering her weight and age and only found her areolas erotic, not weird.

"They're very beautiful, Jennifer. You have nothing to be ashamed of there. May I touch them?"

"You don't think the.. the... nipples.. make them look too strange?"

"No... Not at all. I bet if you showed them to Lee and asked about them, she'd say hers probably looked just like these when she was fourteen. Oh Jennifer, please? May I touch them? Please?"

"Okay," she said with tension. "Just be careful? They're really sensitive now and.... MMmmmmmm..."

"I bet they are," I said, gently rolling the nipples with my fingers while making as much direct contact to the areolas as possible. "You like that?"

"Uhh huh?" she said with her eyes shut and her mouth open.

I stopped and waited for her to look up, and as soon as she did I said, "Guess who taught me that?"

"Who?" she asked as she hesitantly tried to replicate it with her own fingers.

"My mom."

"Your mom?" she said, stopping her finger's movements.

"Yep. She also taught me this," I said, laying down on top of her and sucking her left erect nipple into my mouth, then expanded my mouth to cover the entire areola and began the familiar feeding motions.

She gasped and immediately her arms and hands went to my head to try and pull me off her. But after only few tugs, she relaxed as her arousal went to full bloom, and then I had to firmly hold myself in place as she struggled to pull me further up towards her mouth.

Just as with my mother every time I nursed from her breast, Jennifer's arousal rose sharply, then dissipated after a few minutes leaving only a sedated and relaxed Jennifer behind.

When I moved to do her other breast, she instantly tensed up and let out a short moan when I made full contact. This time, however, her arousal never actually stirred, so I didn't have any troubles enjoying her limp form beneath me as I sucked her nipple to satisfaction.

Once I was finished, I simply laid my head down on top of it, and listened to her breathing deepen.

After several minutes passed, I felt her hand stroke my hair, and after looking up at her for a second, I laid it back down and enjoyed her loving hand.

"Did you like that?" I thought to her.

"Yes," she said out loud.

"I'm glad, sweetie," I thought back to her. "I'm going to remove your jeans and panties next, okay?"

"Okay," she said with some nervousness entering her voice.

Then a moment later, I felt her think to me, "I'm scared."

"Don't be, sweetie. You're doing great."

"Am I.. hearing your thoughts?" she thought to me.

"Yes, and for the first time you're sending your thoughts to me too. Just relax and let it happen. Don't worry about how, just let it happen."

"Okay," she said out loud and thought to me too.

As I undid her jean's I felt her nervousness shoot up, but instead of trying to comfort her, I just sped things up and quickly depantsed her.

"Tim? Stop?" she said after her nervousness turned to fear.

"What's wrong?" I said, feeling the intensity of her fear sharpen.

"I.. I just... I just saw my mom's face," she said, covering her breasts with her hands.

I laid down beside her and waited for her to look at me, then as soon as she did, I reopened the empathic connection and washed her fear away with my love.

"Jennifer, if I leave my shorts on and you leave you panties on, would you be okay if stayed like this for the rest of the day?"

"But..."

"Honey, do this for me, please? I see my mother naked all the time and we have never had sex either. I want us to be comfortable with each other's bodies, and your breasts are a part of your womanhood which is safe for us to explore."

"I don't know.. My mom wouldn't like it at all.."

"Your mom would have never told you how she likes your dad to fondle her breasts. I think in this case she would have understood a little bit."

"Tim? You said you'd stop if I felt you were pushing... Well, I feel you're pushing me.." she said somberly.

"Shit. You're right. I am. I'm sorry. It's just been... Well, I haven't been with a woman since I promised you, and it's really starting to get to me. You're right to stop me though. If you let me do this now, you might have let me push you into going too far, and I don't want that to happen."

"I'm sorry," she said when I rolled onto my back and sighed in frustration. "I wish I was old enough to get married so we could..."

"No.. That's okay. If anything else, this is teaching me restraint where I never really had it before. Oh Jennifer... I just get so horny. I think I get it from my mom, cause she... Well, my dad does too... Oh, never mind."

"Tim? Joey said something at the dance that... Well, I just need to ask you..."

"What did he say?"

"Something like I'm a lucky girl to have you. But it just wasn't what he said, but... but the way he said it and all.. I don't know. Just.."

"Go ahead, Jennifer. I'll tell you anything you want to know."

"Well... I keep getting the impression that you and he... were more than just friends?"

"We were, yes. I love you Jennifer, and you're the greatest love of my life, I swear. But I've been in love before, very much in love, and yes. Joey was one of my lovers in the past."

"And Suzi?"

"Yes."

"A-a-anyone else?"

"One other. You never met him as far as I know."

"Him?"

"Eric. Eric Robertson. He's a Sophomore right now, but he moved to Atlanta."

"And you had..."

"Sex with them? Yes. But that was then. I'm not interested in anyone but you now."

"But.."

"Jennifer, my love isn't based on what gender you are. It's the person, the soul, the mind, not the body that I love. Joey and I grew up together, and I guess at first it was because we trusted each other that we could experiment sexually a little. But then I broke out, and Joey was there to help me through it, and we eventually both felt deeper feelings for each other because of what we had shared. Suzi is the same way, and they will always be very special people in my life. But you're my love now. Not them. You."

"What about... the other guy?"

"Eric was this horny little kid who didn't know anything but the pleasure of sex when I met him. I guess I took him under my wing, and between me and Suzi we helped him find there was more to enjoy between two people than just sex. I loved him, but at that time he was just like a little brother. But then last year he showed up, and he was so... loving... Well, I couldn't help it. Joey and I had a falling out, and Suzi was seeing someone else, so I embraced his love and he helped me through some really rough moments of my life.

"But he's refused to accept that I'm alive now after he went through all the pain of losing me when I supposedly died, and now that I have you... Well, I guess I don't want to hurt him any more than I already have. And like I said, now I have you to love, and I really don't want anyone else anymore."

She had uncovered her breasts, and was actually absentmindedly tweaking one of them while she filed all this away. I was very tempted to reach out and tweak the other one, but I knew that would have been the worst thing for me to do.

So instead I closed my eyes and put my mind on what I should show her first about her own abilities, and after a few minutes I had forgotten all about my horniness.

But when Jennifer started moving closer to me and I opened my eyes to see her climbing on top of me, my dick went hard again and she felt it too.

"Promise me we never go any further than this," she said urgently while straddling me still bare chested.

"I swear. Once you know how, you can even command me never to."

"I don't think I'll have to do that," she said, lowering herself down and covering my mouth with hers.

I think I was more turned on than surprised by her aggressive tongue, and for the first time I wondered if Jennifer would go to far if I couldn't stop her. We only kissed, but damn! Did we kiss! But then after we had fulfilled our needs, Jennifer simply scooted down a bit and rested with her bare chest against my tummy and her head on my chest.

I stoked her head and part of her bare back as we rested like that in silence. And as I had hoped, I soon felt her open a thought channel with me, and I heard her peaceful thoughts while she slowly became aware of mine.

"Yes, I think I'm going to like this," she finally directly thought to me. "To be able to talk to you like this without anyone else hearing it. It's just so romantic."

"Then maybe it's time for you to learn how to open a thought channel like this when you want it. It's as good of a starting point as any other."

"Okay, but can we wait a little longer before we begin? I'd like to enjoy it a little longer."

"Sure, baby. So... What do you want to think about?"

"Well.. What other things will we be able to do together?"

"There are a lot of things I'd like to do with you, but they wouldn't work on you. Unless we find out your telepathy can actually work on yourself which is very possible. But lets see.. For sure, I want to take you mind hopping.. That's a lot fun. We just go hopping into other people's minds and maybe doing something in their bodies, then we hop into someone else's.

"And we also can share our memories and images with each other, not just thoughts. Uhm.. There's more, but they're kind of complicated and I don't want to scare you with them."

"Will we be looking at your drawings sometime today?"

"Sure, if you like. It will probably make them come back, though."

"I know. But I have so many questions about them. I just want to look at them to straighten them out in my head."

"You really feel a pull to looking at them, don't you?"

"I guess so. They just... seem so interesting."

"Yeah. They are, that's for sure. Especially yours. I've never told you exactly what attracted me to you when I first met you because you could have never understood it until now."

"Well? What was it?"

"Two things, actually... One was the purity of your heart. You really are the very sweet and kind... and gentle.. Everything about you feels... good."

"And the other?" she said, blushing.

"Your symbols are like no others I've ever seen before. It's like... Well, they're all the same shape as everyone else's... but they are so much more... grand? No.. Pure. Everyone else including me have like symbols made out of steel or wood or something like that. They don't look that way, just that's kind of how they feel to me compared to yours. And yours.. Yours are made of crystal. Perfect and pure. They are beautiful, Jennifer. Just like everything else about you. You are the most perfect human being I've ever known."

"I don't know what to say. I'm perfect? I'm not perfect. I can't be perfect."

"No, not perfect. Just the most perfect person I've met. And you're all mine to love too."

"I love you."

"I love you."

"I love you."

"I love you."

We must have repeated that a hundred times or more before we finally let our thoughts go quiet, and soon I felt Jennifer fall asleep, the link closing all by itself when she had.

My own mind wander after a bit, for I wasn't the least bit sleepy for some reason. It was cleaning day, so there was actually some staff in the house, dusting and vacuuming, but staying clear of the part of the mansion we were in.

Just out of habit, I felt out the minds of the seven women who were happily cleaning away with the enthusiasm of child with a new toy. They were all so happy, yet it felt so false to me even though it didn't to them. Five of the women were in their early twenties, the other two were close to thirty but not yet there.

One of my greatest worries concerning Jennifer's telepathy was how she would view all this when she reached the point to where she would scan their minds just out of curiosity like I knew she would. My dad had thirty eight women and eighteen men currently serving him, and all the women were dependant on getting their master's cock at least once a month.

And then there was my mother. When I first had come home from Mexico, I simply accepted the fact both my parents had their own separate harem of slaves. I was surprised at how my mother's was considerably smaller than my father's, for at the time she had only seven men and three women, five of the men only attending her from eight to four five days a week and got paid for their time. The women and two remaining men, however, lived in the north mansion just as more than half of my father's harem did, and while they also got some pay, they probably would never use it since they rarely left the mansion unless told to.

How would Jennifer take all this? I expected her to accept it after a while, but I knew she would be very upset when she found out.

The more I thought about it, the more my mother's return to her old ways bothered me, especially after having witnessed her enslaving a guy who wasn't much older that I was and had a girlfriend who he deeply loved. That was probably the thing that bothered me the most. While she hadn't altered his feelings for his girlfriend, the amount of time he would get to spend with her was easily cut in half in order to be with my mom when she wished it. I didn't say anything to her about it, for I was applying the same rules of noninterference that I had with my dad to my mom.

If that had happened a year earlier, I would have been deeply depressed by all this, but now I was only worried, not depressed, and most of it concerned Jennifer's reaction to it all.

By the time Jennifer woke up, we were both hungry, and after trying to talk her into going topless while in my house, I lived with the compromise that she hadn't put her bra back on before putting her shirt and jeans on.

While we ate in the kitchen, I kept feeling her concentrating attempting to connect to my mind. After seven or eight tries, she gave up with a sigh, then asked me, "So, how did you learn how to listen to other people's thoughts?"

"Remember those blinds? Well, I just imagined peeking out through them at Joey, and it worked."

"Oh," she said, squinting her eyes. "Well.. Tell me what you're thinking, and maybe that will...."

I let my own grin grow as she smiled a cocky smile, for I knew she had done it, and I had purposely been thinking about sucking her tits through her shirt.

"Maybe later," she thought to me with a little trouble.

I didn't mean to, but my mind flashed the thought of us showering together with our underwear on.

"Sorry," I said out loud. "It wasn't something I was seriously considering or.."

I got cut off by her smile, for I saw she had actually liked the idea.

"Jennifer, we're not going to do that because if we did, I know I would lose control. Showering with people is very... erotic to me. You understand?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right," she said a little disappointed. But then she perked up and asked, "So what's next?"

"Well, let's stick to the basics first. Next thing I think would be memory extraction. That's when you have them recall specific memories for you to read. You can't actually access other people's memories directly, but it feels like you are because... Well, lets just get you to do it, then I'll tell you how it actually works."

I had her focus her mind on mine, then called up the memory of Joey and I racing around in the go-carts. I only recalled a little bit of it, and waited for her to query me on what happened next. When she did, I simply ignored her, and after several more queries, I felt her call the memories up herself.

"Did I do that?" she said when she detected I was feeling very pleased with her.

"Yep. Keep it up. You don't have control over it yet, but you're getting there."

We spent a couple of hours working on this, but she had it in her mind that it was too complicated and we gave up when I felt her frustration get too high.

"Well, we can either try something else, or take a break from it all together," I said, leaning back in my chair.

"Can we go somewhere else? The kitchen isn't exactly relaxing."

"Oh.. Yeah, sure. I want to show you the study anyway... HEY! You cheated!"

"I'm sorry!" she giggled. "I didn't do it on purpose!"

"Well, it's still not as good as seeing it live, so come on. Now stop that," I said as I felt her try to probe my memory for another image of the study.

"Are you going to teach me how to do that too?"

"What? Oh, you mean how to block probes? Yeah. Not that you really need it since probes don't work on you. Don't worry about it. You'll know everything I know by the time we're done."

We watched some cartoons for a while, then I suggested her just experimenting at trying to make me physically do something or changing the way I think somehow.

"But what if I accidentally make you think you're a pig or something?" she objected.

"You won't, because I won't let anything like that through. Trust me. I can stop anything that might hurt me. If I can hold off a dozen experienced telepaths without breaking a sweat, I think I can handle an inexperienced gaa gaa goo goo."

"Tim? I'm sorry!" he said giggling again.

"Maana bea said, I wouldn't let anything through that would screw me up, but I'll let anything harmless through."

"Oh.. Why did you undo it? I kind of like you as a baby.."

Jennifer was able to get her abilities to do what she wanted pretty easily, but she still wasn't in conscious control of it. It was sort of hit or miss, mostly hits, but three times I had to block her commands to prevent me getting messed up.

I took her home for dinner, and stayed for dinner while she demonstrated what she could do to Lee and their dad.

Mr. Higgs was right to be worried. I had just gotten in bed around ten thirty that night when Jennifer called crying that she had really messed Lea up. She was convinced I wouldn't be able to fix it because she had tried several times but only made it worse, and because she was so upset, I raced back to her house. It took me three minutes to take the commands out of Lee's head, then had to clear out her dad's head also for her subconscious had been pretty busy that night. They all agreed to my suggestion that I take her home with me and that she should stay there until she could control her abilities which I said shouldn't be more than a couple of days.

We didn't sleep in the same bed, mostly because she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep with someone else in the bed with her. I let her choose one of the bedrooms close to mine and had a quick ceremony to make it officially "Jennifer's room", then promptly went to bed in our own rooms.

Jennifer stayed at my place alone while I was at school that following day, and the moment I got home, she surprised me by making me into her little baby for a while.

Because I had constructed a fake personality around my true self, I was still very much in control of my faculties and could override anything she did. She knew I had done this, for that's the only reason she had gone beyond just the baby talk. I had seen she had her heart set on playing mommy with me, so I let her turn me into a toddler for a while.

I wasn't really paying attention to where she was walking me to, but when we entered the room we had turned into a nursery for my brother's visits there, I was a little surprised to see she had found the adult size diapers we had gotten for.. er.. well... This one girl I had took interest in around the time of the ring slaves really had this thing for, uhm, guys in diapers... I never actually got the chance to try them out with her, but I kept the diapers I had bought just incase the opportunity arose again.

Anyway, at first I thought Jennifer was taking it a little too far, but the thing that stopped me from objecting to her diapering me was the fact she felt more comfortable being in control like that while getting to see my genitalia for the first time, and close up too.

Jennifer was trying to cover up her nervousness by chattering away to me like people do with babies. She at first was going to have me get up on the changing table, but I was simply too big so she stopped me halfway and had me lay down on my back on the floor.

She struggled to remove my shirt while I happily played with the buttons on hers, then finally got it off me after I pulled one off and started happily slobbering on it. She watched me for a few minutes until her confidence and desire had grown enough to proceed, then she nervously undid my jeans and nearly shrieked in surprise when I lifted my legs and butt up for her when she started to pull them off.

Since my body was controlled by my fake baby personality, my dick stayed soft while she pulled my jeans off the rest of the way and got down next to me on her knees and took a few moments to look me over before she went any further.

Unfortunately, my baby self choked on her button about then, and for a few moments I really was concerned I might choke to death on it. But then with a surge of fear and air I coughed it across the room, then proceeded to cry from the scare. Jennifer did her best to comfort me, and I ended up climbing into her arms and straddling her in what would have been a very sexual way if it hadn't been completely innocent.

She didn't flinch or anything when she felt my soft cock inside my undershorts push up against her crotch, and as she calmed my baby self with soft words and stroking hands, I found myself relaxing in the same way I did in my mother's arms when I was upset.

We never did finish the diaper thing, for once I was limp in her arms, she indicated she wanted to cuddle, and I knew she wanted to cuddle with the real me, not the baby me.

Once we got down to the business at hand, we didn't really take any more cuddle breaks until it was time to go to bed. And then it was just a hug and kiss, for we were both pretty tired from the struggle of the evening's lessons.

That's exactly what it was too. A struggle. I didn't understand why Jennifer was having such a hard time with what I was showing her. When my mom had shown me, I had picked it up the moment she described it, but with Jennifer it was an uphill battle all the way. She still had problems even forming a two way thought channel whenever she wasn't fully relaxed, and I was beginning to wonder if I was doing something wrong.

After two more days of this, we both were very discouraged, for she still was unconsciously using her abilities at random times. Both her father and Higgs were suggesting that my mother should spend the days with her, and reluctantly I agreed.

Thursday evening when my mom arrived to spend the night, both Jennifer and my mom tried to cheer me up. I felt like I had failed, and quite frankly their attempts just felt like they were rubbing it in even though I knew they weren't.

I went to bed earlier than usual, but when I woke up the next morning, I felt better. I even crawled into my mom's bed to snuggle with her a while when I realized I didn't have to worrying about being late since I didn't have to pick Jennifer up for school like I usually did.

As usual, Richie interrupted our time together by announcing to the world he was wet and hungry, so while my mom changed him, I checked on Jennifer. I found her trying to go back asleep after having been woken up by Richie's squawking, so I entered the room as quietly as possible and slipped into the bed with her, only startling her slightly.

"You feel better," she sighed, having probed me without even thinking about it.

"Yeah. I guess I was just being selfish. I wanted to show you everything myself, but now I just want you to be happy. I know you want to get back to your dad and Lee, and even go back to school too, so if my mom can help you where I couldn't, that's okay. We still have lots of things we can do together for the first time. I love you, you know."

"I know... I love you too," she said, turning herself to face me, then exclaimed a "Ohhhh!" when her hand accidentally brushed against my bare semi hard cock.

"You.. You don't have any..." she said nervously while pulling way slightly.

"Sorry," I said softly. "I guess I forgot to put my shorts back on after I cuddled with my mom."

"You... You cuddle with your mom... naked?" she said, taken aback.

"Uhm, well... Yeah. My mom and I like... We just like going around nude in our homes, and cuddling like that is the warmest, safest, most loving thing we know. I'll go. I know this is making you uncomfortable," I said, crawling out from under the sheets.

I was halfway to the door when she said, "Tim? Wait?"

I stopped, but didn't turn around for she wasn't certain what she wanted.

"Uhm, Jennifer? I think it would be best if I just went and got dressed for school for now. We have all day tomorrow and Sunday to... do that sort of stuff if you want to, okay?"

"Okay..." she said, uncertainly.

Despite everything, I couldn't keep my mind off of wondering what my mom and Jennifer were doing while I was at school. Man, had I wished I had flown Midge to school that day, for I couldn't get home fast enough in the car for my satisfaction.

When I got there, however, I found them playing cards at the kitchen table... nude.

"Uhm, so how did it go?" I said, trying to keep my eyes off of Jennifer's blushing face and other parts of her body.

"I'm afraid I haven't had any more luck than you have, honey," my mom said. "We're just taking a break until you got home."

"Richie asleep?" I asked, giving my mom a happy kiss on the cheek.

"Yes, but I'm sure he'll be waking up any time now for his next meal."

"Tim?" Jennifer said very timidly.

"Yes, beautiful?" I said, finally letting my eyes take in her full nakedness.

"I, uhm... Your mom... Is this okay you think?"

"Only if you think it is," I said warmly. "I never expected you to... do this, you know?"

"I know... But do like... it?"

"Honey, I love it," I said, giving her every bit of love and happiness my face could express without resorting to opening an empathic connection. "Especially since you did it for me."

"I'd do anything for you..." she admitted, while looking down and blushing again.

"I know, I'd do anything for you too," I said finally moving towards her and placing a kiss on her cheek like I had with my mom.

"I think I hear Richie crying," my mom said the next moment, then got up and left the kitchen, both Jennifer and myself watching her leave.

"She's so..." Jennifer sighed.

"So are you, my love."

"You say that to be nice, but even Lee isn't..."

"Shhh.." I said gently. "All that matters to me is that you wanted to do this for me even when it wasn't comfortable for you to do. That to me is much more beautiful than something as meaningless as physical beauty. And Jennifer? Your body is very beautiful. More beautiful than I ever imagined. You should be proud of it, not ashamed of it. And in a couple of years, you'll have all the curves my mom and Lee have too."

She moved her lips towards mine, so I greeted their embrace with tenderness and enjoyed the loving kiss while it lasted.

After we broke it off, I pulled the chair next to her out and sat down beside her facing her and said, "So... would you like me to go natural too? If you do, I won't be upset if you want to put your clothes back on before I strip."

She rubbed her arms with her hands and pressed her legs together tightly, then said, "Well, I am kind of cold. Uhm, would it be okay if I just got dressed and just wait until tomorrow morning for... you... you know. Show me?"

She had glanced down at my crotch twice nervously, and once at her own bare crotch, so I smiled and said, "Your wish is my command. I'll go grab my books from the car while you do that, then we'll see what you feel like doing before we head over to your house at five."

"Okay," she said jumping up, but then paused when she noticed my eyes had locked onto her firey red crotch.

I looked up at her a moment, and seeing she was okay with my close inspection, I did so without touching her one bit. Well, I did touch her when I was finished, but that was when I kissed her just above her pubic hair to signal I was all done.

When I got back from the garage with my books, Jennifer was already dressed and waiting for me, carefully watching my eyes to make sure I had noticed she hadn't put her bra back on.

"Tim, can I see the drawings now?" she said, as I took her hand which she held out to me and we started walking out of the kitchen.

"That's your decision. You know what will probably happen, so I leave it up to you."

"I want to. Even if it makes me so dizzy I can't go see daddy and Lee, I still want to."

"Okay," I said, a bit shocked. "If you wanted to see them so bad, why have waited until now to say so?"

"I wanted to be able to control the other stuff first, but after your mom couldn't help me, I sort of... I just don't know if I'll..."

"Don't say that. You will, Jennifer. Believe me, you will. Heck, you've come a long way since Monday. I mean, you can make them do what you want them to do pretty much, you just haven't made the connection in your mind yet of how you do it. It'll probably just come to you when you're not even trying to figure it out."

"I hope so," she said wistfully. Then when we reached the elevator and I pressed the down button, she asked "Where are we going?"

"To the basement. I put them in the vault just so you wouldn't accidentally find them and goof yourself up while no one else was around."

"You hid them from me?" she laughed as we got in the elevator. "All you had to do is tell me where they were, I wouldn't have gone anywhere near them."

"I wasn't so sure you would resist the temptation if you got bored while I was at school. It gets pretty boring around here."

"Here? You're kidding, right? You have cable TV, an indoor swimming pool, and tons of other stuff..."

"Yeah, but without someone else to enjoy it with, it's pretty boring after a while," I said as the elevator doors opened and we stepped out into the rather small room with a vault like door embedded in each of the other three walls.

"Wow... I feel like we're in Fort Knox," she said as I went to the one to our left and started spinning the dial.

"Heh. Don't let the looks fool you. There isn't any gold bars behind these doors. Just junk. Shit. I hate these locks," I said before spinning the dial to clear it again to start over.

Jennifer waited patiently while I spun in the seven three digit numbers and finally pulled the handle down and swung the heavy door open.

As the fluorescent lights flickered on automatically, I stepped inside and entered the ten digit code to keep the door from closing and locking us in.

I handed one of the two familiar boxes to her while she stared down the long stretch of shelves that were full of... Well, I consider it to be junk, but I guess it was worth something to someone. My dad had gone through a stage of collecting antiques, but the only thing he had down there that I thought was pretty cool was the B52 bomber and the model T automobile he had in the center vault. Considering that the doors were only about five foot tall and four foot wide, he must have had those completely disassembled and then reassembled inside the vault. Heh. It's a good thing too, for otherwise I know I would have "borrowed the car" a couple of times by then.

After Jennifer got done gawking, I closed the vault up and we went back up to the kitchen.

I had Jennifer sit down while I sorted through the drawings, then pulled out what I figured would be the easiest for her to examine and was shocked to find she wanted to start with the ones she had seen first.

"Are you sure? I mean, do you want me to pull the pain one out so you don't.."

"No, that's okay. It won't hurt me anymore because... Well, I can see it in my head all the time and it doesn't do anything, so why should the drawing?"

"Good point. Okay. Let me put these back first so I don't lose the order, then I'll... Uhm.." I paused as she got into the other box and pulled half of them out to look through.

I kept my mouth shut, even though I really didn't want her to do that since she could easily get them out of order, and just went back to putting the ones I had in my hands away.

"Here we go," she said to herself. "Yeah, I know I've seen this one.. and this one.."

I sat there quietly watching her examine the drawings one by one carefully, never having seen her so... absorbed into something like she was just then. I tuned out her mumbling after finding it just that... mumblings. For a while I just watched her face as it went through a seemingly never ending cycle of first concentration, enlightenment, then a short period of doubt before a look of confidence as she put it down and started examining the next one.

A while later, my mom came in the kitchen to make herself some coffee, and I was temporarily distracted from Jennifer when I noticed the red marks about her left breast and felt a craving for the contents of the right one. I tried not to be too obvious about it, but when my mom finished pouring herself a cup, she noticed my glance, then smiled evilly as she added her fresh cream to her coffee.

I must have made a sound in disappointment, for Jennifer looked up from her drawings and without thinking about it probed me.

"Tim!" Jennifer gasped when she found my thoughts centered on my desire to suck on my mother's right breast.

"Wha?" I said just as Jennifer's arm knocked the pile of drawings off the table.

"Ack!" I cried as they scattered across the kitchen floor.

"Opps.." Jennifer said timidly. "I'm sorry. I'll pick them up."

"But..." I began, but figured what was the use. What was done was done, and it would be good practice for me to sort through them and put them in...

My attention was diverted by Jennifer's scrambling across the floor carefully selecting them instead of just gathering them up into a pile. I watched her, trying to figure out why she was doing so, then noticed she seemed to be looking for one she couldn't find.

"What are looking for?" I asked finally.

"I'm looking for shiver. I don't see it anywhere."

"Why?"

"What do you mean, why? I'm putting back in order. That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

"You mean you remember what order they were in?"

"Well, yeah.. I mean they were just in order by their sensory grouping. Oh, and why did you guys put drool in with these? It's not a sensory symbol. It's a reactionary symbol."

"What?" I said in surprise as she spotted a drawing hiding under the fridge.

"There you are," she said as she examined that drawing. Then as she returned to finish cleaning up the mess, she said to me, "You know, you could help. It was sort of your fault."

"Jennifer, you mean you can just... look at them and know what they are without having to... uhm... feel them out?"

"Feel them out? Well, I guess I feel them out. I mean, I look at it, and I sort of feel what it means. Why?"

"It's just.. Well, how long does it take you?"

"How long? I don't know... What do you mean how long. You sat there and watched me the whole time!"

"Yeah, but... Well, like right now, you're just picking them up with only glancing at them, and... Well.. I mean I can't even do that!"

"You can't?" she said, truly surprised.

"No... I know a few of them on sight, but the rest... Well, I always have to like.. construct it in my mind and test it out on myself to see. Well, that's the easiest way for me anyway. I can feel them out too, but it takes me a few minutes to... What?"

"I can see them... All around your head... I can see them so clearly now, not like before..." she whispered in awe.

"Are you dizzy? Do you need me to help you sit down?"

"No... I'm not dizzy at all. Tim... You were right. They are beautiful," she said in a very relaxed and gentle voice. "They're the most... beautiful things I've ever seen."

"Jennifer, stay with me. Don't start ignoring your other senses completely, okay?"

"Okay. I won't," she said as her empty stare and expression took on some life once more.

"Honey? I know how much you want to lose yourself into watching them, but it's getting close to time to leave if we're going to go visit your dad and Lee. Do you think you..."

"Call them? Tell them I'll see them tomorrow? Tell them I'm sorry, but I just can't... Tim, they make so much sense to me. I can't stop now.. I just can't."

"I understand," I said honestly. "I'll call and tell them. But Jennifer, promise me you'll tell me everything you learn, everything you understand so I know what's going on?"

"I promise," she said, focusing her eyes on me and smiling. "Thank you for giving me this.."

I was about to tell her I hadn't given her anything that she hadn't already have, but her eyes and expression told me she wasn't listening anymore, so I sighed and left her standing there while I made my phone call.

Mr. Corrigan was rather upset about it, and even demanded to speak to Jennifer otherwise he would come over to see her in person. I had a heck of a time convincing Jennifer that it was serious and that she needed to talk to him on the phone, but once she heard the desperation in his voice, she focused on what he was saying, and even sounded like her normal self as she spoke.

When she handed the phone back to me, she actually was concerned enough about her dad that it took nearly thirty seconds before she noticed the streams of symbols going around my mind and her expression went blank as she focused herself entirely on her newest sense.

"Will she be okay?" Mr. Corrigan asked me. "She sounded so... distant."

"Trust me, Mr. C. I went through the same thing, and Jennifer is handling it a lot better than I did. A lot better. Her just talking to you like that... You should be proud of her, Mr. C. Really really proud of her."

"Well..." he said before a lengthy pause. "Would it be all right if Lee and I came over there to see her?"

"I'll let you decide that, but let me explain what she's going to be like if you do. Right now she's totally lost herself in her new senses, and I expect her to be like that for a while. Right now she standing here like a zombie, and it just might upset you guys more to see her like this. She'll snap out of it though, although I don't know how long that will take. But she promised me she would keep me updated on what she's doing and won't ignore me if I try to contact her. Well, anyway, like I said. It's your decision, but I don't think you're going to see much if you did come over."

He didn't say anything at first, but I heard Lee ask him softly, "Well?" before he sighed and said, "Tell Jennifer we love her, and we'll see her tomorrow for sure. Can you get that through to her?"

"Yeah, I'm sure I can, and I know she loves you guys too. Oh, any idea what time tomorrow?"

"Well, I think that will be up to Jennifer, don't you? We can come at any time. Just give us a call and we'll be there within an hour."

"Yeah, you're right. Don't worry, Mr. C. I'll take good care of her. We'll see you tomorrow.."

"I know you will. Goodbye."

Man, did I feel bad. Even if I hadn't been empathic, I would have known how upset he was from the way his voice sounded right before he hung up. My empathic senses had told me he was feeling helpless, and it was a lot like how he had felt when his wife was dying right before his eyes. I knew he had cut the conversation off short because he was about to cry, but I was comforted by the fact I knew Lee was there and that she had become very much the woman of the house.

Despite her promise, Jennifer had completely cut herself off from her other senses, so all I could do was pick her up and carry her to her room. I don't know when my mom had left the kitchen, but she hadn't been in there when Jennifer began seeing the symbols, so once I had made Jennifer as comfortable as I could on her bed, I went to find her and told her what happened.

My mom advised me to put one of those diapers on Jennifer after remembering that I had wet my pants at some time before they had removed my clothes at the hospital. She offered to do it herself if I wanted her to, but I said no thanks, that I would do it.

I helped my mom get her and Richie's things together, for she was going back to the North mansion for the weekend. She tried to talk me into going with her, naturally bringing Jennifer with us, but I explained I didn't think Jennifer was ready to experience that yet, and I knew her folks weren't for sure.

Once they had left, I grabbed some of the adult diapers from the nursery, then tenderly undressed Jennifer's limp body and then powdered and sealed the diaper around her.

Seeing there wasn't anything else to do, I jumped into the shower, then slipped into bed beside her, and laid there for over an hour just holding her against me, enjoying the feel of being nude in bed with my love.

I fixed myself some dinner, making two servings just incase Jennifer came out of her trance and wanted to eat. After eating my meal and doing a few things around the house, I slipped back into bed with her and stroked her hair lovingly for as long as I could hold my eyes open.

I awoke around eleven that night when Jennifer's body stirred, then after checking her thoughts and finding them to be asleep, I just cuddle up to her even more and went back to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up feeling Jennifer's startled surprise, and I immediately said, "I didn't want to take the chance of you wetting the bed."

"It's a good thing too," she said sheepishly before noticing my hard on raising up the sheet.

"How do you feel?" I said, finally opening my eyes and looking at her as she averted her eyes from the tent in the bed.

"I feel... Good," she said, turning a little red as she stretched. "What time is it?"

"Almost seven," I said offhandedly. "Jennifer, do you still see the symbols?"

"Yes," she said as she smiled sweetly at me.

"But you're not..."

"What? A zombie?" she giggled. "I heard every word you said to daddy, and I sort of remember you undressing me too. When I woke up a minute ago, I just didn't feel like messing with them yet. I'm hungry, by the way. What's for dinner?"

"Uhm.. Heh.. You mean what's for breakfast. It's seven in the morning, not in the evening."

"Really?" she said, shocked. "No wonder I wet my... diaper," she giggled.

"Heh.. I think it's kind of ironic that you end up wearing 'em and not me," I said, smiling like a fool in love.

She giggled, then giggled again for no apparent reason. I watched her as her face glowed with the beauty of her joy and happiness, and ended up chuckling a bit myself from her bubbly giggles.

"What would you like for breakfast?" I said after slipping my arm under her neck and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Oh I don't care. I'm just really.." she paused, startled by her thigh having felt my semi hard on brush against it.

She looked in my eyes and said with complete awareness of the double meaning, "Hungry..."

I smiled, then just kissed the tip of her nose before slipping out of the bed and walking out the door saying, "You stay right there. I'll be back with our breakfast shortly, and then we'll both satisfy our hunger.."

I never cooked so fast, and I wasn't rushing or anything. I just was incredibly light on my feet and felt so coordinated that I literally was dancing as I made our eggs, waffles, bacon and sausage.

When I returned to her room, I was a little disappointed to find she was in the shower. But I didn't have to wait very long, and when she came out with her hair all wet and her body all nice and fresh, I could barely contain myself as she carefully slipped herself under the tray and gave me a kiss before starting to eat.

I guess I was pretty distracted by watching her eat because she finished before I did, and after she laid down and sighed happily with her eyes shut, I decided my other hunger was greater than my appetite, and quickly removed the trays from the bed and laid down beside her and sighed just as she had done.

"Tim?"

"Yeah Jennifer?"

"Lee says I'm supposed to want to give you a... What is called? When you suck on a guys dick?"

"A blow job?" I said, my dick making a very noticeable twitch.

"Yeah, a blow job. She said that only prudes don't like giving boys blow jobs."

"Prudes? Heheheh... Why? You think you're a prude?"

"Don't laugh..." she said, laughing herself. "I know she's just trying to talk me into it because... Well, because she's Lee and she wants me to do things like her, I guess. What I want to know is, do you want me to?"

"What, give me head? Jennifer, you do what you want to do. That's what I want."

"You sure? Because I really don't want to, but I know you're finding it hard to... keep your promise."

"Well, to tell you the truth, a blow job would only make me want another, and after a while I'd probably just get tired of them and want to do something even more. Just forget about it. I've had enough blow jobs in my life to last me three life times, but I'll only have one Jennifer. And us laying here in bed nude like this I think proves that you're not a prude."

"I can't believe I'm not... all tense and stuff," she admitted.

"I'm glad you're not. But you have to admit you're not really relaxed as you could be."

"I know. But if I sit up and look at it, I'm afraid I might just..."

"What?"

"That I might just want to give you a blow job. You know, just for a few moments want to, then try it and..."

"That won't happen, and you know it. And if it makes you feel any better, I won't let you do it if you try, okay?"

"Yeah, okay. Well... here I go.." she said, sitting up.

Three seconds later, she laid right back down with a "fump", and I turned to find her staring at the ceiling with a nervous smile painted on her pursed lips.

"What's wrong?"

"Well, I didn't want to give you a blow job..." she said with some strain.

"Then what?"

"I don't know, but it made me feel all... hot all over."

"So? What's wrong with that?"

"But it also made me feel... Tingly down there."

"Yeah? So?"

"I haven't felt that since I stopped watching Lee and... But this was a lot stronger and I..."

"Come on, Jennifer. So it makes you horny looking at it. So? We both know we're not going to do anything beyond look and maybe a little feel. You didn't want to suck it, did you?"

"Well, no, not exactly," she admitted.

"Then what exactly?"

"I wanted... I mean, I felt like I wanted... to... put it in me."

"Oh. You mean you felt like you wanted to... pardon my french, but fuck it?"

"Yes, exactly. I wanted to do that, and I almost touched myself, and... Look, can we do something else? This isn't good for me."

"It made you wet, didn't it?"

"I think I'll just go and get dressed now," she said, moving away from me to get out of bed.

I gently took a hold of her arm and prevented her from getting out of bed, which she didn't really fight at all.

"Looking at my cock, hearing me talk about fucking and thinking of sucking my cock... These things make you wet, don't they?"

"Tim, I don't want to..."

"The make you wet, don't they?!"

"Yes! Alright! Yes. They make me wet!" she said desperately without looking at me.

"And you feel bad that they do?"

"Yes. My mom... She'd.."

"Jennifer," I sighed, sitting up and using both hands to make her face me. "You know that getting wet simply means you're sexually aroused. What's wrong with that?"

"My mom... When she found Lee having sex in her bed, Mommy said all sorts of things, talking about how much of a slut Lee was, that she would get wet at... at..."

"Oh, honey," I said, wiping her tear from her cheek. "Your mom was upset, and wasn't thinking very straight. Just because you get wet about sexual things doesn't make you a slut. You know that."

"It doesn't? Then what does?"

"Shit, Jennifer. Uhm, I guess it's a girl or woman who will have sex with anyone because they love the physical pleasure it gives them. You're not a slut. Lee... Well, yeah, I guess your mom was right in calling her one, but you're not. You could never be a slut because you'll probably only have sex with one person in your life. Hopefully that will be me, but it might not be, and that's okay."

"No it isn't. I want you to be my only one. I just wish... Tim, are you?"

"What? A slut? Heh. Well, I admit I've had my share of sex, but I don't have sex with just anyone. Didn't I mean."

"Okay..." she sighed. "So I'm not dirty if I get wet. Okay. I guess I can..."

She sat up and stared at my soft dick for a few moments, then said, "Can you make it... You know... bigger again?"

"You wish..." I said as my cock responded to her request on its own.

"Doesn't it hurt when it get big like that?" she said, barely daring to breathe.

"Actually, it feels good. <sigh> You know, if you weren't immune to it, I could do a two way with you and let you feel what it feels like."

"Really?" she said as she moved to examine it more closely. "So you've felt what it's like to be a girl too?"

"Yeah. It's not really all that different, but it is different, and it's really neat to feel it. Uhm, Jennifer... You know, you can touch it if you want."

"I don't think I want to just yet. Maybe... Maybe another time, though. I don't want to go any further than this for now. Is that okay?" she said, looking up at my face.

"Yeah, I can handle that I guess. Hmm.. Come to think of it, all I'll want to do if you do touch it is to touch you down there, and then I know I'll end up eating you out."

"That's gross!" she said seriously. "Why would you want to do something like that?"

"Well? Why would anyone what to suck a cock?"

"That's different," she said, sounding a little unsure of herself as she said it.

"How?"

"Well, it just is, that's all. Your dick isn't inside you, it's on the outside."

"So? Our mouths are on the insides, and we've both explored each other's with our tongues."

"It smells funny," she said, trying to change the topic.

"To you maybe," I said as she bent over further and examined my balls, exposing her little red rose to my eyes for the very first time.

"What was that?" she said, noticing my dick having jumped. "Hey, it's... crying or drooling."

"It does that when it gets excited about something," I said, wishing she'd go back to looking at my family jewels.

"Looks like I'm not the only one who gets wet," she teased.

"Well, let's see," I said, unable to resist sliding my finger across her slit and feeling the moisture there.

She had froze when I had done that, but when I brought that finger up to taste the nector it had collected, she immediately got off the bed and ran into the bathroom like a scared rabbit ducking for cover.

"Shit," I said to myself as the bathroom door quietly shut and locked. I look at my finger a moment, then went ahead and finished putting it in my mouth, and then sighed unhappily for it's taste was extremely arousing to my sex deprived brain.

After I felt her out with my empathic senses, I knew that I had blown my chances and that we wouldn't be laying nude in the bed together any time soon. So I left and got dressed, my poor neglected buddy shriveling up before having to go back into his cave to stay.

She was still in the bathroom when I went back to get the dishes, so I told her I was dressed and suggested that it might be a good time for her dad and sister to come.

After getting no response, I reached out to her mind and found her deep into her new sense again, so I just took care of the dishes and then unlocked the bathroom door.

She was sitting on the toilet, apparently not wishing to wet herself while she was in her trance, but from what I could tell she would have still made a mess if she did go.

So I just diapered her and put her back in her bed, leaving her alone because I knew she would have been upset if I had done anything beyond that.

I spent a couple of hours copying some of the drawings for Joey, but ended up drawing pencil sketches of Jennifer, a couple of them of her in the nude. They weren't sexual really. I was trying to capture the beauty I saw about her body. But they ended up looking sexually inviting rather than sensually pleasing, and since I already had blue balls, I gave in and jerked myself off to the more erotic looking one of the three.

Shit, did I come. I mean, that had been the first time I had jerked off for a long time, and it had really had felt... good. I must have sat there with my cum dripping off my face and hands for at least fifteen minutes before snapping out of my post orgasm daze and realize Jennifer had watched me from the door.

I don't know why, but neither of us said anything, or acted like anything had happened. I changed shirts since I had cum splattered all over the one I had been wearing, then went to look for her, finding her on the phone talking to her dad and Lee.

That evening after her family left, I was surprised when Jennifer wrapped her arms around me from behind and gave me a nice long hug as I was finishing the dishes from dinner.

"Tim? You know what I want the most for my birthday next week?"

"No... What?" I said, turning around to take her in my arms when she had let me go.

"I'd like... For us to shower together, touch each other, but only if you think you can do it without... You know..."

"I won't, honey. I'm sorry I did that. It won't happen again. I've even made myself unable to."

"Really? So if I did... This?" she said pressing her hand against my crotch.

"Well.. I didn't mean.." I said before letting out a grunt of pleasure as she fondle it through my pants.

She let go with a wicked grin, then she said, "There. That makes us even."

I had to smile back at her, then leaned forward to kiss her, but was stopped by her hand.

"Do me a favor tomorrow?" she said when I pulled back.

"Uhm, yeah. Sure. What?"

"After breakfast, you go and have some fun with Joey or Brad or someone while I'm being a zombie? I don't think staring at me all day is very good for you. I promise I'll be fine, and tomorrow night I'll have a surprise for you."

"A surprise? What kind of surprise?"

"Now have you ever told me what kind of surprise you were planning for me?"

"No.. But this is different."

"Not to me it isn't," she sang. "So how about it?"

"What can I say but yes? I'll call Joey in the morning. He's been trying to get me to go out with him for weeks now you know."

"Good. Okay... You may continue," she said, tilting her head and closing her eyes with a smile on her face, waiting for my kiss.

As I bent down to kiss her, I suddenly realized... This wasn't the shy unassuming little girl I had fallen in love with three months ago. There before me was... Well, she wasn't a woman yet, but I knew that she was starting to bloom into the woman she was destined to be. And the fact that she had enough confidence in herself to actually somewhat blackmail me into doing what she felt best for both of us proved it to me.

I kissed her, but for the first time I didn't kiss her like she was a fragile child like I always had. The difference was how I held her in my arms. It's a bit hard to explain, but the significant part of it was I didn't hold on so tight that all she had to do was kiss. This time she had to hold on to me as well, and it was more satisfying for both of us this way.

I went to bed that night feeling content with myself and my life, yet excited about what the next day would contain. I hoped it would be full of surprises and pleasure for everyone I spent it with, and it just so happens I was right, just entirely in a different way.