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From: fjohnson@police.rutgers.edu (Floyd Johnson)

Subject: STORY (repost):I still can't think of a title!

Keywords: telepathy

Newsgroups: alt.sex

Yes, I'm trying again with this piece; I think the problem was that I sent it simultaneously to a moderated newsgroup.
Not only am I at a loss for a title, but I'm also unsure how to round this piece out (character development, setting, additional plot, etc.). Any writers, English minors (or majors), or people good with words out there, _p_l_e_a_s_e critique this s tory. I'm fjohnson @ remus.rutgers.edu, so either do a followup/reply or send me mail. I DESPERATELY WANT TO KNOW WHAT WORKS, WHAT SUCKS, AND WHY!

"You'd think an outfit like this'd have it's logistical shit together", the gent hissed. The elevator he and another researcher were in had gotten stuck between floors.
The slender, bespectacled brunette next to him told him, "Chill out; they'll have it running in a little while." Even in the lab coat, she appeared remarkably attractive. "Perhaps", she suggested, "you could finally get out what's been on your mind the l ast couple of weeks."
"I'd considered asking you out, but I-didn't think you would have me."
"Believe it or not, below the white coat is the heart of a woman, and at that one with emotions-passion, mind you." She undid a blouse button, showing off a little cleavage. "I like you-a lot."
"Th-the feeling's mutual." He was somewhat taken aback by the fact that this hard-nosed biotechnician was actually flirting with him. She quickly swept him into her arms, and he instinctively returned the favor. She felt good to him, especially the way h er full, firm breast felt against his heart. He blushed when she got her hands to his buttocks.
"Come on," she enticed him, giving a sweet smile, "go for it". Almost as if they were no longer subject to his control, his hands began to slide down the small of her back, veering off onto her hips. "Yes, you're doing it", she whispered, nearly crushing
him.
He felt himself moving to kiss her. She puckered, soon meeting him. The next thing he knew, he felt a tongue working between his lips. She was Frenching him, trying to infiltrate his mouth, and rapidly making herself quite welcome. He lowered his jaw, ex tending his tongue to caress hers. His heart began to beat faster. The elevator rumbled to life just as she gasped.
They broke their embrace as the car stopped on the first floor. As the door slid open, he cleared his throat, then tentatively asked, "Would...you-"
"Yes; I know the way."
They ducked into a corridor, quickly arriving at a lab room that he knew to be usually vacant. _I _c_a_n_'_t _b_e_l_i_e_v_e _I_'_m _d_o_i_n_g _t_h_i_s, he thought, his heart pounding in his ears.
_I _c_a_n_; _t_h_a_t_'_s _m_e _y_o_u_'_r_e _h_e_a_r_i_n_g.
That alto voice he heard was clearly hers, but she hadn't spoken a word. He sighed, "Oh my God", looking into her deep eyes. "I realize-do-"
"I know...it's okay...I feel this way too." She snatched him into her arms, speaking with an urgency he was now feeling. "Hal, I _w_a_n_t you."
"I know, but this-this telepathic thing...I realize it's supposed to be ninety percent in your mind, but..."
She silenced him with a kiss. He felt as if he were sliding away from the confines of his body, as if by gravity. _L_e_t _y_o_u_s_e_l_f _g_o, she told him.
_I _w_a_n_t _t_o_, _b_u_t _w_h_y _h_e_r_e_? _W_h_y _n_o_w_?
_I_t_'_s _i_n _o_u_r _h_e_a_r_t_s_; _w_e _b_o_t_h _w_a_n_t _t_o _h_a_v_e _t_h_i_s_. _W_e_'_v_e _g_o_t _t_o_._._._h_e_r_e_._._._n_o_w_._._._u_s_.
The room began to spin crazily out of control, and by time he came to anything resembling his senses, he was lying on one of the work tables, under her firm, warm form. She had him in her arms, giving him a fair view down her blouse.
__L__i__k__e __w__h__a__t __y__o__u __s__e__e__, __d__o__n__'__t __y__o__u_?
He couldn't answer her, but as a matter of fact, she did have a shapely bust.
_I _c_a_n _f_e_e_l _y_o_u_r _h_a_r_d_-_o_n.
She fingered his crotch, carefully undoing his trousers. His hands fumbled to her skirt, caressing her buttocks.
_G_o _f_o_r _i_t_!
He slipped his hands under her skirt, enjoying the feel of her thighs. As he inched his way up to her panties, she wiggled her hips.
_D_o _i_t_!
With one resolute tug, he yanked them down to her knees. She took hold of his buttocks and pulled him into herself, slamming her own pelvis down to meet his. He felt the slight shock of entering her, yet at the same time, he felt as if something were per meating-penetrating him. As he thrust into her, the feeling waned and waxed. It occurred to him that he was getting twice what he was bargaining for-and loving it.
_I _c_a_n _f_e_e_l _i_t _t_o_o, she thought to him, but he was too wrapped up in their sighs and moans.
_L_a_u_r_a_, _I _f_e_e_l _s_o _c_r_a_z_y_, he thought.
_S_o _d_o _I_-_O_H _T_H_A_T _F_E_E_L_S _S_O _G_O_O_D_!_-_t_h_a_t_'_s _w_h_y _w_e_'_r_e _d_o_i_n_g _t_h_i_s_.
His body began to rock with the earthquake that was his-or was it her?-orgasm. Perhaps it was mutual, as she was throbbing fantastically. When the tempest ended, she whispered, "Do that again."
No sooner had he said that than was he thrusting into her again. _T_h_i_s _m_a_y _b_e _i_l_l_-_t_i_m_e_d_-_o_o_h_, _k_e_e_p _i_t _u_p_-_I _l_o_v_e _y_o_u_.
_H_o_l_d _m_y _n_i_p_p_l_e_s_; _t_h_e_y_'_r_e _o_n _f_i_r_e_-_I _l_o_v_e _y_o_u _t_o_o_-_m_m_m_m_M_M_M_!
They eventually came again, and rested in an embrace. He tried to move, but was too dizzy. He realized, with a start, that he was only feeling his own sensations now; she was no longer in his mind.
"Laura?"
At the moment, she was sitting upright, swinging her long, graceful legs. She had gotten everything back in place, but still had a windblown look about her. She took his hand, helping him up.
He straightened, pulling himself to her. "Don't you think it's weird that our minds seem to connect when our bodies do?"
"Not at all; I'm used to being a telepath, of sorts-it's kind of fun to do that. However, it only happens when I'm feeling hot, and you're the only one who seems to appreciate what I call total sex." She touched his lips with her finger. "Let's just keep
this our little secret."

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