 
                                The Word
 
Love Conquers All  

Yellow Snow
 
 
 
Love Conquers All
 
 
 
                        When Allen Louder woke up, he was sure it was
going to be just another ordinary day. With the sun’s warmth, and the
sound of singing birds drifting in through the open window, he began
undressing to take his morning shower so he could go to school. He was
a good-looking young man. At 18 he stood an even 6 feet tall. He had
blonde hair and light green eyes, and a wide smile for everyone he met.
He was popular with the guys because of his friendly disposition, and
was even more popular with girls because of his rugged good looks.  It
was his last year in high school and he always looked forward to each
day there. He was a good athlete as well as a good student. To any
outside observers, he appeared to be just a typical teenager.
 
 
 
                        The one secret Allen didn’t show to the outside
world was a power he had discovered while very young. He could control
minds. It started when he was 5 or 6, but he didn’t have full control
of it until he had reached his twelfth birthday. When he first started
developing his abilities, he would feel a tingle tugging at his mind,
but as he became more accomplished with it, the tingling seemed to
disappear.
 
 
 
                        Allen quickly took his shower and headed
downstairs for breakfast. Walking into the kitchen, he kissed his
mother’s cheek as he reached into the refrigerator and grabbed an
orange. 

 
 
                        “I’ll eat something at lunch mom,” he told her
as he ran out the door. He quickly got in his gleaming red Mustang and
started it up. It never failed to thrill him when he heard the rumble
of the powerful engine as it came to life. He quickly sped to school to
begin another day of learning. When he reached the school, he parked as
far away from the other teens as possible. His parents had given the
car to him for his eighteenth birthday and he wasn’t taking any chances
of it getting hit.
 
 
 
                        He sprinted across the parking lot to reach the
school and hurried to his locker to get his books. After he had
retrieved them, he quickly entered the math classroom and sat in his
normal seat. To his right sat a girl named Tracey, whom he had known
since junior high. She was normally a happy girl, but when he glanced
at her, he noticed she had been crying. She was a pretty girl, tints of
red in her medium length brown hair. She was only 5’2” but she had a
well- proportioned body as far as he could see. She had a small frame,
which made her 34c breasts look even larger. Her ass was firm and had
driven most of the boys in school crazy in their desire to be close to
her. She was a goddess, but it appeared this goddess had been made
unhappy. Allen felt his heart go out to her as he wondered what could
make her so unhappy. When Tracey saw Allen looking at her, she gave a
shy smile, then quickly ducked her head as if she couldn’t bear to look
him in the eye.
 
 
 
                        When the bell rang, Allen quickly stood up and
began heading toward his next class, then paused as he waited for
Tracey to pass by him. He was about to ask her if something was wrong,
but she quickly averted her gaze and hurried to her next class. With a
sigh, the boy headed to his own class. As he took his seat, his mind
thought back to Tracey’s teary eyes and wondered what could be so bad
that would make her that upset. He was unable to get her off his mind
for any length of time, and when the final bell rang, he quickly went
searching for the distraught girl. As he stepped out the door, he
happened to see Tracey headed toward the bus. 

 
 
                        “Tracey, wait up for a second,” he called to
her as he ran to catch up with her. 

 
 
                        “Hi Allen, I’ve got to hurry or I’ll miss the
bus,” she told him when he got close to her.
 
 
 
                        “I was wondering if I could give you a ride
home,” Allen told her. The girl took a deep breath before she shook her
head no.
 
 
 
                        “I can’t,” she told him as she began climbing
on the bus. “I’m going to go home with Lindsay, we’re going to do our
homework together. Can we do it some other time maybe?
 
 
 
                        “Okay, sure. I’ll see you tomorrow,” he told
her.
 
 
 
                        Allen slowly walked to his car, thinking about
the devastated look on Tracey’s face as she climbed on the bus. He
decided that he would find out what was bothering her no matter what.
As he opened the car’s door, he began thinking about trying to see if
he could find it in her mind. He didn’t like doing that, but he felt
that this was a special circumstance. As Allen drove home, he still
couldn’t get the tear-stained face out of his mind. As he walked into
his house, he decided to get a snack. He walked into the kitchen
looking for something to eat, seeing nothing else, he reached into the
refrigerator for an apple. 

 
 
                        “Don’t spoil your dinner dear,” his mother told
him as he walked out of the kitchen. Allen walked up to his room and
decided to lie down for a quick nap, but every time he closed his eyes,
the image of the troubled girl quickly came to mind. Finally giving up
on sleep, he quickly did his homework and went down to dinner.
 
 
 
._.;8;._.
 
 
 
                        The next morning saw Allen quickly getting
dressed and rushing to school. He wanted to beat the buses there so he
could greet Tracey when she got off the bus. When she stepped off the
bus, he walked determinedly toward her. 

 
 
                        “Hi Tracey, can I walk you to class?” he asked
as he reached her.
 
 
 
                        “Okay, I guess there’s nothing wrong with
that,” she told him as she fell into step beside him. As they walked
toward the school, Allen quickly pulled her to him and began kissing
her deeply. Using this diversion, Allen quickly found the memories he
was searching for. He quickly released Tracey and stepped back, trying
to keep his revulsion at what he saw off his face. Allen quickly felt
guilty as he realized he had just completed a more minor version of the
crime he had seen committed against her. Expecting to see anger or fear
in her eyes when he looked back at her face, he was pleasantly
surprised to find a smile playing with the corners of her pouting lips.
Seeing this, he quickly dipped his head down and gave her another quick
kiss before they got into their classroom. As soon as Tracey and Allen
reached their seats, the bell rang, ending any thoughts of talking
about what had just taken place.
 
 
 
                        Allen was unable to see Tracey anymore until
after school turned out, when the last bell rang, he hurried to try to
catch her getting on the bus, but there was no sign of her anywhere.
Dejected, he walked to his car. Looking up, he saw Tracey standing
there with a big smile on her face.
 
 
 
                        “Can I cash in my rain check now?” she asked
him.
 
 
 
                        “Sure. I was going to try to catch you at your
bus before you got on,” he told her. Allen quickly ran to the other
side to open the passenger door, and then closed it as she settled into
the seat. Driving out of the parking lot, he asked for directions to
her house, and after she had given them, he proceeded to drive her
home. When they reached her house, Allen quickly got out and ran around
the car to open her door. Taking her hand, he walked her to her door
and gave her a gentle kiss. As Allen was about to leave, he heard
Tracey’s voice calling him back.
 
 
 
                        “Er..uh ..Allen, would you like to come in for
some lemonade? I think we still have some,” she said, inviting him into
her house.
 
 
 
                        “Okay, I’ like that. Where are your parents?”
he asked as he followed her into the house.
 
 
 
                        “They’re in town, they won’t be back till
later, but it’s okay for you to be here,” she told him.
 
 
 
                        Allen followed her into the kitchen, watching
as she bent over to retrieve the pitcher of lemonade from the
refrigerator. When she turned around he smiled at her, watching her
move about the kitchen, graceful in her movements. When she had taken
the glasses out of the cupboard, she quickly filled them. She placed
the pitcher back into the refrigerator. As she headed to the living
room, Allen followed closely behind her, appreciating the beauty of her
gently swaying hips. Allen waited until Tracey had seated herself on
the couch, then sat down beside her, enjoying the company of the
beautiful girl as they sipped their lemonade. As they sat there, Allen
placed his arm across Tracey’s shoulders, gently pulling her to him,
enjoying the feel of her body against his. He looked deeply into her
lovely blue eyes and tenderly kissed her cheek. As he began to draw
back, she turned to him then reached up and pulled his head back down
to her. Allen gently kissed her pouting lips, relishing the feel of her
soft mouth. Feeling uncomfortable holding the glass in his hand, Allen
placed his glass on the coaster that Tracey had put on the coffee
table, with the girl quickly following suit.              

 
 
                        “That was getting cold,” he told her as he bent
down to reclaim her lips. When he kissed her this time, he felt her
lips part, giving him access to taste her mouth. He could taste the
very essence of her as their tongues dueled in the age-old dance of
lovers. As the kiss deepened Allen began caressing her back, gently
rubbing his hands up and down her spine. With a low moan, Tracey gently
took one of his hands and placed it on her breast. It felt firm but
yielding beneath his palm. As he began gently rubbing her nipple with
his thumb he could feel it growing erect. Allen slowly removed her
blouse, watching for any signs of reluctance on her part, seeing none,
he pushed it off her shoulders and arms.
 
 
 
                        *I can’t believe Allen is finally kissing me*
she thought as she began removing his shirt. When she had pushed it off
his shoulders, she quickly unfastened her bra so she could feel his
broad chest against her sensitive breasts. As Allen began kissing her
neck, she could feel his strong hands caressing her back gently. Tracey
shuddered with delight as he began kissing her nipples, laving her
nipples with his tongue. When Allen softly sucked one of her erect
nipples into his mouth, she gave a low groan deep in her throat and
pulled his head tight to her. She could feel the heat rising in her
loins, beckoning her lover to take her as quickly as possible. She
quickly stood and removed her pants and panties, standing before Allen
in all of her nude glory. When Allen quickly stood up from the couch,
she laid down, holding her arms out to receive the boy. Allen quickly
undressed and laid himself beside her, pulling the beautiful girl
tightly to him as he began kissing her again, lightly caressing her ass
as he felt himself getting even harder. 

 
 
                        Tracey closed her eyes in pleasure as Allen
continued kissing his way down, but when she closed her eyes, she began
reliving the nightmare that had happened to her two nights before. 

 
 
                        Tracey began moaning “No, no, please stop,
don’t do this.” Tracey began crying hysterically, her sobs wracking her
body. Instead of leaving her though, Allen quickly drew her up, holding
her against him and caressing her hair. 

 
 
                        “It’s okay, I won’t do anything you don’t want
me to,” he told her as he let her cry in his arms. He held her there,
letting her release all the emotions she had been bottling up for the
past two days. As they stood there, he cradled her in his arms, rocking
her gently, until her crying started to taper off. When Allen could see
her settling down, he kissed the top of her head, then sat back down,
drawing her down to sit beside him. 

 
 
                        When Tracey felt the gentleness of his touch as
he caressed her hair, she was finally able to look into his eyes. She
could see the caring and compassion in them, making her feel safe again.
 
 
 
                        “Are you okay?” he asked as he gazed into her
face. “I’m here for you, you can tell me anything.”
 
 
 
                        “I can’t tell you this, you’ll think I’m
awful,” she replied as she leaned into him.
 
 
 
                        “There is nothing you could tell me that would
make me think you are awful, ” he told her as he softly kissed her
lips. His caring and concern for her relaxed Tracey even more, letting
her know instinctively that he wouldn’t judge her.
 
 
 
                        “A couple of nights ago, I had sex with four
guys,” she whispered as she prepared herself for his withdrawal from
her. But instead of withdrawal, she was surprised when he pulled her
closer to him. As Allen held the girl close to him, he made a quick
decision that would change both of their lives forever. He knew once he
told her, he could never go back, but he had been drawn to Tracey for
years.
 
 
 
                        “That wasn’t sex, that was rape,” he told her
as he looked into her face to see what reaction she would have. Tracey
began to push away from him, trying to put some distance between them.
She moved to the end of the couch away from him, but looked quizzically
into his face.
 
 
 
                        “How would you know that?” she asked him. “I
didn’t tell anyone what happened, I was too ashamed to let anyone know.”
 
 
 
                        “There is nothing to be ashamed of,” he told
her as he searched her face for any fear she might have. “ I have an
ability to look into people’s minds and I knew what happened to you.
I’m really sorry, I didn’t come out here to make love with you, but I
admit that I have wanted you to be my girlfriend for years. I wanted to
give you the chance to talk to me if you were wanting to, but to be
honest I didn’t know how to bring up the subject.”
 
 
 
                        Allen expected her to scream, run, or even yell
at him to get out, but there was no way he expected the reaction he got.
 
 
 
                        “You don’t think I’m a slut? You really wanted
me to be your girlfriend?” she asked him as she gazed wonderingly at
him.
 
 
 
                        “Of course I don’t think you’re a slut. There
were four of them, and only one of you. I’m just glad you are still
alive. Assholes like that sometimes kill their victims. There was
nothing you could do,” he told her.
 
 
 
                        “You really mean that, don’t you?” she asked
him. Tracey was confused. Allen knew what she had done, and not only
did he think she wasn’t a slut; he still wanted her to be his
girlfriend. She scooted closer to him, wanting to look into his eyes.
She had to make sure he meant what he was telling her. When she saw
that he was indeed telling her the truth, she could feel the relief and
joy spread throughout her body. Her body became limp as she began
crying again, softly this time. Allen quickly gathered her into his
arms and caressed her softly, wondering what he had done to hurt her
this time. But when she lifted her face to look at him, he could see it
wasn’t sadness that was causing her to cry this time. She was smiling.
It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Without thinking, he
brushed his lips over hers, letting her know he cared a great deal for
her. When she saw the love in his eyes, she pushed him down onto the
couch, and began kissing him deeply, brushing her tongue against his
lips. Allen quickly opened his lips to give her full access, wanting
her to lead the way. As he felt her body pressing against him, he could
feel his cock begin to thicken again. He began to softly stroke her
sides and back, feeling the tension draining out of her. Tracey loved
the tender caresses, the feel of his hands on her. She could see the
caring in them, unlike what she had felt two nights previously. No, she
would not think about that. She would let this gentle boy’s lovemaking
remove all traces of the cruelty that had been inflicted upon her.
 
 
 
                        Tracey got off of the couch and stood up,
taking Allen’s hand in hers, wordlessly asking him to follow her. When
he was standing beside her, she led him into her bedroom. She quickly
got onto the bed and reached out for him. Allen quickly followed her
onto the bed and took her into his arms, but instead of taking her
right away, he decided to make this as good for her as possible. Allen
began kissing her, trailing kisses down her neck and over her chest,
until he reached her perky breasts. He began licking and sucking on her
nipples, feeling them becoming erect under his talented tongue. When
the girl began writhing under him, he began trailing kisses even
further down, rimming her belly button with his tongue as he continued
toward his goal. When he reached her pussy, he was able to smell the
erotic scent coming from her hot cunt. 

 
 
                        As Tracey began pushing his head down to her
engorged clit, Allen told her “Easy sweetheart, I want this to be good
for you. We don’t have to  rush.”
 
 
 
                        Allen shifted himself around so that he was
gazing into Tracey’s most intimate spot, seeing her swollen lips and
clit, gleaming from her juices. He eased forward and began licking all
around her little nubbin, not quite touching it, trying to get her even
more excited. As he watched her begin undulating her hips, he finally
began licking the sides of her clit. As soon as Allen’s tongue touched
her enlarged button, the girl began writhing, pulling his head to her
steaming slit. A groan began deep in her throat, and became almost a
scream by the time it reached her lips. Her hips began bucking as her
orgasm washed over her. When she finally came down to earth, she
quickly pulled Allen on top of her, guiding his steel-hard cock into
her. Allen slowly entered her, wanting to show her all the gentleness
he could, but Tracey was having none of that. She grabbed his hips, and
pulled him closer, raising her hips to meet his thrust. The feelings
washing over Allen made him think he had found his home. Tracey
couldn’t believe how deeply his rod had sunk into her depths. She felt
full, and happy. She belonged to him and would accept no other man’s
touch.
 
 
 
                        Allen slowly began stroking in and out of her
hot slit, enjoying the velvety feel of her. As they continued with
their leisurely lovemaking, they began kissing each other tenderly,
showing their love for each other in their gentle touches and kisses.
Tracey could feel Allen’s pelvis caressing her clit as he stroked in
and out of her, sending her toward an even higher plateau than she had
ever been on before. As the feelings became even more intense, she
began pushing up at her tender lover harder, willing him to go faster
and harder. When Allen felt her pussy begin to get even wetter, he
began giving her longer and faster strokes, trying to help her reach
her peak. When Allen felt her begin to undulate even harder, he began
to stroke hard and fast, bumping her clit with each stroke. Tracey
began to convulse beneath him, her cunt spasming. As soon as Allen felt
her spasming around his cock, he couldn’t hold back anymore. He could
feel his seed jetting out of his dick, spilling his seed deep inside
her. Tracey had started her own orgasm, but when she felt Allen’s rod
begin shooting inside her, it drove her even higher, the pleasure so
intense that she passed out beneath him.
 
 
 
                        When Allen saw her pass out, he quickly pulled
out of her and ran to the bathroom, looking for a washcloth. When he
found one, he got it wet and took it back to the bedroom. He began
wiping her face in an attempt to revive the unconscious girl. When he
saw her begin to come around, he began wiping all traces of their
lovemaking from her swollen pussy, showing the love he felt for Tracey
in every swipe of the cloth.
 
 
 
                        “Tracey, are you okay?” the boy asked her as he
saw her eyes flutter open. 

 
 
                        “Oh, my GOD! That was so intense, thank you
Allen, I never knew it could be that way,” she answered. Allen quickly
lay down beside the beautiful girl and began kissing her tenderly, all
the love he had for her in each kiss. 

 
 
                        “That’s what it’s supposed to be like if you
care for someone,” he told her as he cradled her in his arms. Allen
tenderly kissed each of her eyelids, showing her with his actions the
truth behind his statement. After Allen had cleaned them both up, he
went back to retrieve their clothes, bringing them back to the bedroom
so Tracey could dress, too. When they had both gotten dressed they went
back out to the living room, and sat holding each other contentedly.
 
 
 
                        “I want to ask you something. The first time I
scanned your memory, I wanted to make it a quick scan, but now I would
like to see if I can find out who the assholes were that abused you.
Would you be hurt if I looked into your mind again?” Allen asked her,
his concern for her showing in his eyes.
 
 
 
                        “Why would you want to…oh no, I don’t want you
to put yourself in danger for me. Please promise me that you won’t do
anything that could get you hurt,” she pleaded as she saw his
intentions written plainly across his face.
 
 
 
                        “I can promise you that nothing will happen to
me, but I’m not going to let those assholes get away with hurting you.
You mean a lot to me,” he told her as he placed a quick kiss on her
pouting lips.
 
 
 
                        “You really mean that, don’t you? I was hoping
you did, but you really do mean it,” she asked him, in awe.
 
 
 
                        “I think I’ve been about half in love with you
since the first time I saw you in the eighth grade,” he told her as he
pulled her to him, giving her another kiss. They continued sitting on
the couch, holding each other, the love they felt for each other
warming them deep inside. 

 
 
                        “I just don’t want you hurt. I think I’ve loved
you for as long as I’ve known you. You’ve always treated me special,
which was why I couldn’t bear to let you take me home yesterday. You
can look in my mind, but only if you promise not to get hurt,” she told
him.
 
 
 
                        “Okay, I can promise you that I won’t get hurt,
but I won’t say that about them,” he told her. Allen held her close as
he began probing her mind, looking for any clues that could tell him
who they were. When he saw her struggles against her attackers in her
memory, he caught a brief glimpse of the leader when the mask he was
wearing had been temporarily displaced by Tracey’s struggles. He
recognized him as one of the Carlson brothers. They were the worst
bullies in town, always pushing around someone smaller than them. Allen
had always avoided them, but he wouldn’t anymore.
 
 
 
._.;8;._.
 
 
 
                        When Allen got home, he quickly began to plan
his course of action. He wanted to be able to get them all in the same
place so he could take care of them at the same time. He knew that when
you found one Carlson brother, the other three were somewhere around.
He also knew that he didn’t want to kill them, although if anyone
deserved it, they did. His plan would involve pain and humiliation
comparable to what Tracey had suffered at their hands. Allen had a
pretty good idea of how to accomplish this, but he also wanted to allow
Tracey a chance to get even as well. As soon as he had decided what he
was going to do to the assholes that had hurt the girl he loved, he
made it a point to call Tracey to tell her his plan. Allen quickly
dialed her number, and when her dad answered he asked to speak to
Tracey.
 
 
 
                        “Tracey, Allen is on the phone for you,” Allen
heard her dad say.
 
 
 
                        “Hello?” she said when she picked up the phone.
Allen quickly outlined his plan to her, and waited for her reaction. He
wasn’t disappointed when she told him she would love helping out with
that plan. They talked for a few more minutes, and then when it came
time to hang up, Allen told her he would like to give her a ride to
school the next day.
 
 
 
                        “Daddy, would it be okay if Allen gave me a
ride to school in the morning?” he heard her ask her dad. When she told
him her dad had said it was okay, Allen’s smile spread from ear to ear.
 
 
 
                        “I love you Tracey,” he told her.
 
 
 
                        “I love you too Allen, and…thanks,” she said
before she hung up with a soft click.
 
 
 
                        Allen was so excited he tossed and turned all
night after he went to bed, but when his alarm went off the next
morning, he was fully alert. Showering and dressing quickly, he raced
downstairs and kissed his mom before he shot out the door. He quickly
got in his car and sped off to Tracey’s house. When he arrived at her
house, she came running out to greet him, almost knocking him over in
her exuberance when she reached him. After Allen had helped Tracey get
in, he quickly got in the other side and began to pull away. As he did
so, he noticed Tracey’s dad smiling and waving at them as they took off.
 
 
 
                        When they were out of sight of the house, Allen
quickly headed toward the Carlson brothers’ house, cutting the engine
off about a half mile from the house. They quickly began walking toward
the house, finding a good place that would keep them out of sight. They
wanted to have all four brothers together before they sprang their
trap. Allen crept toward the house to see who was in the house, while
Tracey waited in their hiding spot. When he got up to the window, Allen
noticed that there was still a brother missing. He quickly glanced back
at Tracey, making sure she was still safe, before he turned his
attention back to the window. When he saw the last brother coming in
from the back room, he quickly motioned for Tracey to join him. As soon
as the last brother sat down at the kitchen table, Allen put his plan
in motion. After he probed their minds to make sure they weren’t
expecting any company, he quickly placed a command in their heads to
paralyze them all. After he was sure they weren’t going to be leaving
their chairs, Allen went back to his car and retrieved the rope and
other tools he had brought specifically for his plans. He ran back to
the house, and upon entering, he could see the anger in their eyes, but
they were powerless to do anything to stop him from tying them all up. 
When he had them tied securely, he removed the commands he had placed
on them. 

 
 
                        “Tracey, come on in here. These assholes aren’t
going to do anything now,” he called to her. Upon hearing the boy’s
words, each of the brothers began to get an angry look on their face,
but when they saw Tracey come in carrying what looked like a sawed off
broom handle, fear replaced the anger. It was only two feet long, and
Tracey could easily swing it. The girl quickly walked up to the closest
of the brothers and took a wicked swing with the blunt instrument. When
the broom handle connected with the asshole’s mouth a spurt of blood
along with several teeth came flying out of his ugly mouth. Continuing
down the line, she hit each of them with the same devastating force the
first brother experienced. The only sounds audible in the small house
were the sounds of the sobbing brothers, gasping to catch their breath,
made more difficult by the blood running down their throats from the
attack by the enraged girl. When she had completed her attacks on the
scum that had abused her so shamelessly only a few nights before, Allen
then tipped over each chair, giving Tracey one last shot at each of the
brothers. The girl walked around the table, giving each brother one
well-placed stomp in the nuts. When she had completed her rounds, she
walked over to Allen and kissed him deeply; thanking him wordlessly for
allowing her to repay the brothers for all the cruelties they had shown
her.
 
 
 
                        “Thank you Allen, I didn’t think I would ever
get the chance to pay them back for all the humiliation they made me go
through,” she told him as she walked out the door, leaving Allen his
chance to get some retribution as well. After his girlfriend closed the
door, Allen decided to make sure these animals would suffer the same
degradation that Tracey had suffered at their hands. He quickly placed
a command in each of their heads that would keep them from ever trying
to hurt anyone other than themselves again. When he had completed that,
he placed a command where the other three brothers would rape each of
them in the ass, one victim per night. They would know what was going
on, but they would be unable to stop themselves. Satisfied with his
handy work, Allen quickly untied the brothers and left through the
door. When he heard the blood-curdling scream coming from the cabin, he
knew the first victim was getting his just rewards. 

 
 
                        When he reached the car, Tracey slowly walked
to him, and pulled his head down so she could kiss him. She wanted to
show her love and gratitude to him, and she put her very soul into the
kiss.
 
 
 
                        “What was that sound?” she asked when they both
came up for air.
 
 
 
                        “It was the first of the brothers realizing the
error of his ways,” he told her as he opened her car door for her.
After he had helped her into the car, he quickly ran around to the
other side and got in behind the steering wheel. They drove away, not
even bothering to glance back at the house as they headed for a quiet
place to spend the rest of the day together.
 
 
 
                        

 
 
            

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
                        

 
 
 
 
                        

 
 
                        

 
 
                        

