Tim, the Teenage MC
By Rass Senip
Chapter XIX:  12th Grade, Spring 1989
Part 1 - Changes in the Wind
(mf, mm oral (brief))

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hrrr!" Lee said while she complied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Are you going to watch?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Just one question," I said.

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

"Is this just a one time thing?"

"Yeah, Jennifer.  Is it?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sure," I said, closing the remaining distance.  "Several times.  As long as 
it's clean, I'll munch on your ass."
 
"Fucken A," she muttered before pressing her red luscious lips against mine.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sorry..." he said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah.  I guess so."

"Oh, did you hear about Sandi?"

"No.  What about her?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No.  Not with them like that."

"But... But why?"

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

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

"Oh Tim, please?  It's so..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hey.  Why don't you come along?"

"Nah."

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

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

"Well, yeah.  I guess I do.  Please?"

"Shit, okay.  We taking separate cars?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Uhm..."

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

"Yeah. Over Jennifer's dead body."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, I guess.  But what if she..."

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

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

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

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

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

"You mean, she told you?"

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

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

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

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

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

"She's scared, Joey."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah?  Jennifer wouldn't mind?"

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

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

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

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

"Shit," I said with a laugh.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sure," I said, delighted.

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

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

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

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

"No," she replied carefully.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Really?" Kelly said with reservation.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Stop staring at me," Joey finally said.

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

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

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

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

"What?  You hurt?  Do you need..."

"Jennifer," I moaned.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What is it?" he asked softly.

"She...  She's with Brad."

"With Brad?  You don't mean..."

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

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

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

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

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

"But..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Tim?" she said, shaking all over.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Did you?  With Joey's...  girl?"

"Yes, I'm afraid I did."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"But," she said uncertainly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Really?" Lee asked me.

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

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Tim, the Teenage MC
By Rass Senip
Chapter XIX:  12th Grade, Spring 1989
Part 2 - Nothing's Stranger Than Love
(mf)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"How much?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Well?  Where is the little runt?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"We were so horny, that..  that..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What?"

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

"But..."

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

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

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

"I guess."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Could you help me clean these two up?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No...  Uhm...  Actually I uhm.."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes, baby.  All the time."

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

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

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

"Taste it," Sandi suggested.

"No!" Jennifer said, grossed out.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, it's wet.  You?"

"Uhm...  yes."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Altered?"

"Yeah.  Exactly."

"How so?"

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

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

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

"Is she...."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"But what about the others?"

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

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

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

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

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

"I like girls better," I offered.

"Well I figured that, but..."

"Ahhh..." I said.

"What?" she said in a nervous tone.

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

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

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

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

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

"Any girl in particular?"

"Who do you think?"

"Who?  Jennifer?"

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

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

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

"Don't you trust me?"

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

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

"Well?" she said after about a minute.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Tim?" Jennifer called from the family room.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Any time," I thought to her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Why?"

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

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

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

"Oh," she said, getting out.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No!" she exclaimed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Experienced," Christine said louder.

"No!  I mean, yes, but..."

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

"And more perverted, too," Jennifer spat.

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, a nice body," Jennifer agreed.

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

"And his...  Uhm."

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

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

"How big his thingy is."

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

"No," they both said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Shhh..." Belinda barely said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"More than me," I finished for her.

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

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

"I know, but still."

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

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

"But what?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sex, huh.  That's all?"

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

"Yeah."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I know," she said softly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, I guess.." she sighed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Okay.  I love you."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What?" I said with smile.

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

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

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

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

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

"Me too," she breathed into my face. 

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

"Just do it and get it over with."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What?"

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

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

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

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

"Crazy?"

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

"Huh?  I thought..."

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, it sucks sometimes...  Uhm, well, how much do you know about what 
happened that night?"

"Just start at the beginning of what you know and don't worry about it."

"Okay.  Let's see.  Suzi was pissed off that night waiting for Joey to come pick 
her up for a dinner, and when he finally got there, he had lipstick on his neck 
yet.  Man, did she blow up.  She told him to go back and take his girls to the 
fucking dinner, then threw his class ring at him before slamming the door in his 
face and stomping up to her room.

"Mom tried talking to her, but Suzi just yelled at her to leave her alone.  I 
guess I could feel how bad she wanted to cry, but she was too proud and stubborn 
to show anything but anger."

"When you said you could feel how bad she wanted to cry, did you mean you felt 
like crying yourself?  Or just sensed it?"

"I guess both a little.  It's hard to explain.  Why?  Which is it that you 
feel?"

"Both like you, but I have to look in their eyes to really feel them out all the 
way.  So how did you two, you know..."

"After mom and dad went to bed, Suzi came in my room asking if I had her brush.  
She had an attitude when she said it, but I saw right through her.  I only meant 
to try and comfort her, you know?  I never..."

"I know, I know. Come on."

"Sorry.  I, uhm,  I used my smile on her long enough give her a hug, then I just 
didn't let her go.  She fought me for a minute, then she just started crying..."

Jason paused to wipe his eyes, then gave me humorous grin as I handed him a 
tissue.

"I don't think I'll need it, but thanks," he said before getting a distant look 
in his eyes and continued.

"I don't know how long I stood there holding her, and I almost fell down a 
couple of times.  Uhm, anyway, when she started those hiccups, I just lifted her 
up and put her head on my shoulder and took her over to sit on my bed.  I'll 
never forget how limp and light she felt when I did that.  She's got my mom's 
petite size, you know?  I'm so big compared to her now.

"She cuddled up to my chest when I sat down beside her, and after a while she 
made me lay down while she tried to get more comfortable.  That's when she 
started talking.  She told me all the things about Joey that makes her angry, 
and repeated herself several times before finally getting to the things she 
liked about him and started crying again.

"Somewhere along the line, I guess I started crying with her, and then the next 
thing I knew we were looking in each other's faces preparing to kiss.  I still 
don't know what came over me, but you know what?  My sis?  She's a pretty good 
fuck."

"Yeah, she's a good lover too," I said wistfully.

"Hey, I was sorta joking," he said, nudging me.

"I know, but...  Oh well.  So besides your own little sister, you fuck anyone 
else lately?"

"You kidding?" he said.  "I haven't gone a day without it for a month."

"Shit.  You really haven't have you."

"Yeah, I may not have girls licking my feet like Joey, but I have a few girls 
ready to jump whenever I call," he boasted.

We ended up talking about the benefits and downfalls of using our empathic 
smiles to get our fucks, and despite my best efforts, Jason just didn't see what 
was wrong with being the king of sluts.

I left with mixed feelings, having at least put my concerns to rest about what 
Jason's intentions towards sex with his sister were, but now wondered what would 
become of his sluts when he tired of them.

Somehow I let Jennifer talk me into taking her, Lee, Brad, and Sandi to the 
North mansion Saturday.  Okay, so she didn't really have to pull my arm that 
much, for even though I knew she wanted to try out the guestrooms which were 
designed for bondage types of activities, I couldn't say no to a chance to fuck 
Lee.

I did get her to agree to go nude while we were there.  Actually, when it came 
down to it, I had more trouble getting Lee to agree to the same thing on the 
drive over, for the idea of going naked in a strange place around strange people 
she didn't know was a bit uncomfortable for her to say the least.

Of course Brad and Sandi had gotten used to going around my homes in the buff, 
and Brad even knew some of the staff by name and knew his way around somewhat.  
I had picked them up in a limo of course, so that meant we were dropped off at 
the front, making Lee and Jennifer so uncomfortable about going outside in the 
nude that I let them put their clothes back on.

Brad, Sandi and I were nude before we had even pulled into the estate, but I 
went ahead and excepted the complimentary robe the staff presented to everyone 
who walked into the door, seeing they needed more time to adjust to it.

Brad and Sandi followed suit, not hiding their surprise all that well, but 
Jennifer and Lee were too nervous about stripping again to notice.  Of course my 
dad had to show up just about the time they were taking their undergarments off, 
and I think we all kind of stared at the part of his robe which was rising up 
all by itself before he coughed and excused himself from the entry way.

"Was that your dad?" Lee asked, hurrying to put the robe on.

"Yeah, that was his old man, all right," Brad said before I could respond.

"Are we going to see your mom too?  I want Lee to see how... pretty she is," 
Jennifer asked, wrapping the robe tightly around herself.

"Yeah, I'm sure we'll see her around," I said.  "But first lets go to the dining 
room and get some lunch."

Brad, Sandi, and I were all struggling to keep our grins from becoming too 
obvious, for they knew as well as I that Jennifer wouldn't hesitate to peek in 
their minds to see what they were grinning about.  The gasps the two sisters 
made when we walked into the brightly lit dining room were well worth the effort 
too.

"It's your mom!" Jennifer exclaimed when she found her voice.  

"That's incredible!" Lee immediately added.  "She's very beautiful too."

"Thank you, dear," my mother said from the seat where my dad usually sat, 
feeding Richie his lunch in his high chair.

"Timmy!" Richie blurted out, along with the half the contents of his mouth. 

"Hey, Bro!  You eatin'?"

"Timmy play?" he asked before pushing the spoon away from his face as my mom 
tried to recover the lost food before it dropped off his chin.

"He's so cute!" Sandi exclaimed.

"Don't let him fool you," my mom said, having to override Richie's arms so she 
could get to his face. 

"How's his walking doing?" I asked her.

"He's still a little tipsy, but he can get around when he wants too.  Richie, 
now be good for mommy."

"Timmy," Richie called anxiously as he found his arms working again and reached 
out towards me indicating he wanted me to pick him up.

"Oh no you don't, mister.  You're gonna finish up your lunch first, and then 
mommy gonna let you nurse."

"Timmy nus'?" Richie asked, lowering his arms and opening his mouth for his next 
bite, having partially comprehended what she had been saying since she also had 
telepathically transmitted her meaning to his mind at the same time.

"Sorry, buddy.  I'll join you next time, okay?  We'll have all day tomorrow 
together."

Richie totally forgot all about me before I had even gotten half way through my 
sentence, having noticed the strangers in the room and getting excited about 
that.  He started moving up and down while banging his hands on the tray, his 
face twisted in his glowing smile while he huffed and puffed in his excited 
toddler like way.

"How old his he?" Jennifer asked as everyone crowded around him.

"He's ten and a half months," my mom said, poking the last bite of his cereal 
into his mouth.  "Although he sometimes acts like a six month old."

"Oh, come on, mom.  You said yourself he's ahead of what the baby book said he 
should be doing.  Richie's a smart kid, isn't he," I said to Richie while 
nodding my head.

"Richie cool!" he said with considerable excitement, having known his name for a 
couple of months now.

Everyone laughed, so Richie said it again and was disappointed by our lessened 
response.

"Mommy nus.." he said, reaching for her breasts as she started cleaning up his 
face with a cloth.

"In a minute, honey," she said.

We all took a seat while watching her work, then after she took his bib off, she 
lifted him out and set him down on his feet and said, "Richie, walk to Timmy so 
he can see how good you're walking."

"Timmy," he said, making sure he had my attention.

"Come 'ere, bro," I said, turning my chair around and holding my arms out to 
him.

As he wobbled his way to me, I couldn't help but feel proud of my little 
brother.  Having telepathic parents and sibling certainly helps in a child's 
development, all of us having decided to help stretch his mind to its fullest 
potential while it was so malleable and easily taught if you knew how.

Richie tripped over his own foot just as he reached me, but I was able to rescue 
him before he hit the ground.  I shook him and made him squeal in delight, which 
my mother naturally objected to, stating the fact that he just ate and didn't 
want him throwing it up.

When my mom mentioned the n word again (nurse), Richie wobbled over to her 
without a second thought and tried to start nursing the instant she had picked 
him up.  Everyone but myself had their eyes glued to the scene, and despite the 
fact I had the urge to do some nursing myself, I focused on the pizza which was 
being set down on the table before us.

I noticed the distant look in Jennifer's eyes, and after a quick scan, I found 
her examining the cook's mind in detail.

"Hey," I said, nudging her.

When she blinked and looked at me, I said, "Eat up.  You can do that stuff later 
if you like."

She nodded and grabbed a slice for herself, but even though she kept eating, she 
didn't partake in the conversation.  She was too busy studying the enslaved 
minds all around her, and because they seemed to fascinate her, I let her be 
since she was taking new bites, not just chewing.

"Earth to Jennifer," Sandi said when we all had finished.

"Huh?" she said, focusing her gaze on Sandi but not her attention entirely.

"Tim's giving Brad a blow job, okay?" she said with a serious face.

"Okay," Jennifer said distantly.

"Shit, she's really out there," Brad said.

"Wait.  What did you say Sandi?" Jennifer suddenly said with a jerk.

"Oh, nothing," Sandi said with a grin.  "You ready?"

"I guess," Jennifer sighed as she backed her chair up and stood.  "Where are we 
going now?"

"How about we go for a swim?" I suggested.

Lee wrapped her arms around me from behind as we watched Brad submit to be 
dressed in a woman's bikini, and I didn't really think anything of it until I 
realized...  It felt pretty damn nice.

When I glanced at her face, she lifted her chin off my shoulder and exchanged 
smiles with me, then a tender kiss on the lips.

"So, what do you think," Jennifer asked just as Lee let me out of her embrace.

"With little lipstick and some eyeliner Brad?  You'd be a babe," I joked.

"Shit, man," he said, blushing from his predicament.

Both Lee and Jennifer insisted on wearing swim suits, and I didn't attempt to 
talk them out of it seeing they were still a bit uncomfortable walking around 
nude.

We spent some time playing on the slide and doing trick dives, then while Sandi 
and Jennifer were busy playing tag with Brad, Lee and I got out and sat at the 
bar for a while.

Lee had some pretty funny stories about her boyfriends, or at least they were to 
me and Lee.  The other three came over during one of our giggling fits, so Lee 
told them about how this one guy... heheheheh... He thought those female monkeys 
at the zoo whose butts turned red when they were in heat was the most erotic 
thing in the world.  He... heheheheh...  Sorry.  He talked Lee into...  heheheh, 
letting him put red fingerpaint on her ass before...  Heheheheh...  before.  
Heheheh.  I can't...  I can't tell you. heheheheheheheh.

Okay, okay.  Heheh.  He made those monkey sounds and... heheheh.  He fucked her 
doggy style.  Or more like monkey style.  Oh god.  I just can't describe it to 
you in words.  You just had to see her memory like I did...  He just made such a 
fool of himself.  Oh man, my sides hurt.

Anyway, Lee and I were laughing our asses off while the other three just kind of 
humored us.  They got their drinks then left us to our perverted sense of humor 
to try out the hot tub for a while.

I was in the middle of getting my breath back from another laugh attack when I 
noticed Lee looking at me with a different expression than before.  I knew that 
look, and I guess I should have expected it after the feelings I had been 
picking up from her for a while now.

I've had girls give me this look before, and it was usually followed by our 
first kiss or something like that.  And in a sense I suppose it was our first 
real kiss.  A kiss of tenderness and more importantly love without anything 
really sexual within it.

When the kiss ended, we put some space between us and just sat there finishing 
our drinks in silence.

After listening to her suck her empty glass through a straw a while, I said, "Do 
we tell her now, or wait until tonight?"

She breathed out through her straw, then started sucking up some more ice 
drippings, intending to not answer me.

"Lee," I said gently.

When she continued to ignore me, I said firmly, "Lee, stop and talk to me.  You 
know we can't..."

The look on her face cut my sentence short, then all I could do was, say, "Oh 
Lee..." and moved towards her to hug.

"Don't," she said emotionally, standing up and avoiding my touch.  "Just don't.  
You're Jennifer's, and I can't compete with..."

"You're right.  You can't compete with her telepathy, but that isn't what I fell 
in love with about her, you know?  Shit, I guess this doesn't help the problem, 
but..."

"No, it doesn't.  Let's just go find them and tell her, then I'll just go home 
and..."

I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her like she had done earlier 
to me, then after she relaxed a little, I said, "We'll go and tell her, but 
you're not going home until we sort things out, okay?"

She sighed, then nodded her head and waited for me to let go.

I didn't let her go right away, and when I finally did, I turned her around and 
kissed her square on the nose before making monkey noises that got her to grin.

But then that grin faded as she looked me in the eyes, and if I hadn't just 
found Sandi and Brad showing Jennifer around, I probably would have ended up 
kissing her like the moment suggested.

Lee and I walked hand in hand heading to catch up with the others and met them 
coming down on the elevator.

Jennifer's eyes brightened when she saw us holding hands, and at that moment I 
got the suspicion...

"You little runt!  You planned this, didn't you!" Lee exclaimed, having seen the 
pleased look on Jennifer's face.

"What?" Brad and Sandi said at once while Jennifer's face turned red.

"I can't believe you!" Lee yelled.  "You better not have done anything to me, or 
I'll tell daddy and..."

"I didn't do anything," Jennifer said gently.  "Please Lee, believe me?  I just 
hoped, that's all."

"Hoped?!?  Do you have any idea how..."

"Lee," I said, putting my hands on her shoulders and gently squeezing.

"Don't tell me you were in on it!" she said angrily to my face.

"No!  I mean, no, I didn't know anything about...  Lee, she only wanted to..."

"Do you think I'm blind?!?  I know what she was trying to do!"

"No!  No you don't!" Jennifer exclaimed unhappily.

I looked at Jennifer, sensing she had said that to me just as much to Lee.

"What are you saying, Jennifer?"  I said calmly while motioning for them to 
enter the room beside us.

Brad and Sandi didn't join us, seeing that it wasn't any of their business, and 
I figured they'd just find a bedroom and fuck a while.  The room we entered was 
an assembly room for the staff and was as good as any place to talk.

"Confess, runt.  You wanted me to fall for Tim."

"I did, but..."

"But you knew he wouldn't leave you and I'd just end up getting hurt?!?"

"I knew he wouldn't leave me, but..."

"You selfish bitch!" she sobbed as she covered her face with her hands.  "I 
can't believe you'd do..."

"Lee!" Jennifer exclaimed with compassion.  "Will you please listen to me for a 
minute?!?"

"What?" Lee said, uncovering her face and revealing her tears.

Jennifer smiled sweetly at her while wiping her tears away with her hand, 
something she picked up from me doing to her.  Then as Lee smiled with a sniff, 
I realized Jennifer was telling her something telepathically, and for once I 
felt like I was the one being left in the dark.

They glanced over at me, then Lee let out a sigh and said, "Are you sure?"

"Sure of what?" I said warily.

They didn't answer me, and a moment later Lee reached over and hugged her 
sniffing little sister.

I waited patently, seeing that whatever they had thought to each other had to 
eventually be explained to me since it obviously concerned me.

When Lee let her go, Jennifer smiled at me, then gave me a hug and kiss before 
walking out the door without a thought or word of explanation.

"Lee, what's..."

I paused when I saw the same sparkle in her eyes as I had seen in Jennifer's 
many times, and didn't resist her when she entered my space to kiss me.  I 
didn't question what she was doing, and I guess I didn't really want to.

I ended up on my back with her on top by the time we finished our slow and 
gentle kiss, something which we hadn't really ever had before despite all the 
sex.  I didn't realize I was stroking her back as she studied my face until she 
moved to start another kiss.

"Lee," I said softly before she could complete the motion.  "What's going on?"

Lee smiled at me, then said, "She said you wouldn't just look in my head.  It's 
simple, silly.  I love you."

I don't know exactly what came over me, but my response was, "I love you too, 
Lee."

I meant it too, for Lee embodied practically everything I would want from a 
woman that Jennifer couldn't give me now, and I suddenly understood what it was 
all about.

"Make love to me," I heard Lee say to me in my daze.

I felt slightly torn, for I knew Jennifer was testing this idea of sharing me, 
but it felt wrong to be using her sister like this.

"No, Lee," I said gently.  "Whatever Jennifer said to you couldn't possibly..."

"She didn't say anything, silly.  She showed me some of your memories.  How you 
loved that girl Suzi, and the helicopter girl, and that other one...  The one 
you made a slut..."

"LeAnne," I said, astonished Jennifer could have done that without my awareness.

"Uh huh.  She showed me how you loved them, and even still love them while 
letting them go.  Maybe you and Jennifer are meant to be together, but now I see 
it doesn't mean we can't have our thing too.  And maybe, just maybe I will find 
my own guy to feel this for too, but right now, right here, I only want you."

She said all this while staring in my eyes, and I hadn't realized I had formed 
an empathic connection until I felt her love flooding my senses and brain.

I almost made love to her on the spot, but there was this remaining shred of 
control over my emotions left that stopped me and told me to wait.

Lee was very agreeable to the idea of going out on a date that night before a 
night of lovemaking, so despite having gotten herself quite worked up, she left 
to find her clothes without much of a discussion.

I found Jennifer talking to my mom, alone, and in the nude.

"Oh!" she whined when she saw me.  "What's wrong?  Didn't she want to?"

"She wanted to all right, but I wasn't ready to do it myself.  Mom, did she tell 
you what was going on?"

"Yes, honey," my mom said, uncertain at what my mood was at that moment.  "I 
didn't see anything wrong with it myself."

I sat down on the couch beside Jennifer and looked her in the eyes and said, 
"Jennifer, I'm very proud of you, and I'm not rejecting the gift you're giving 
me and Lee, but I want to know exactly what you're feeling about this."

"I...  I guess I'm just not really ready, that's all," Jennifer admitted.

"Ready for what?" I said.

"For sex and all that," she said gently.  "Ever since we started making out, 
I've let myself go a little further, feel a little more comfortable about it, 
and now...  Tim, I almost gave Brad a blow job the other day.  The only thing 
that stopped me was Brad accidentally hitting me in the face with it and 
startling me."

"Baby, you know I..."

"I know you don't, but I do," she sighed.  "Don't you get it?  I want to leave 
it alone for a while longer and let myself get used to the idea.  I love you, 
and you always say sex isn't love, so would it be okay if you kissed Lee and did 
that kind of stuff with her instead of me for a while?"

"You mean, you don't want me to be your..."

"I still want to be your girlfriend," she said firmly.

"But no more kisses?  What about hugs?"

"I guess a kiss here and there is okay, and I don't think I could live without 
your hugs," she said sweetly to my face.  "I just don't want any more heavy make 
out sessions or laying with each other without clothes on until we're properly 
married.  You'll have Lee to do that kind of stuff with until hopefully she 
finds someone else that she can keep."

I stared at her open and calm face while my emotions caused the confusion I had 
often sworn to avoid at all cost.  I couldn't imagine how I could say what I 
felt to her without hurting her, but yet I knew I must just to stay completely 
honest with her.

"Jennifer, you know I love you more than anything in the world, and everything 
you have said is understandable and very... giving of you."

"But?" she said cautiously.

"But sex is a very powerful thing when it mixes with love, dear," my mother said 
when I hesitated.  "You may find Tim spending more time with your sister than 
you."

"Yeah, exactly," I said giving my mom a surprised smile.

"Oh.  I didn't think of that," Jennifer said slightly down.  "I guess I'll just 
have to live with that somehow.  Just don't forget about me, okay?"

"Forget about you?" I laughed before giving her a wondrous hug.  "How could I 
ever forget about you?  Huh?  How?"

She pushed away from me a bit to look in my face and say, "I know you won't.  
That's why I trust you."

It happened again right there and then.  With her naked body pressing against 
mine, we looked into each other's eyes and let the magic lead us into what would 
be our last magical kiss for a long time.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Tim, the Teenage MC
By Rass Senip
Chapter XIX:  12th Grade, Spring 1989
Part 3 - Lee and Me
(mf, anal)

"Wow!" I exclaimed when Lee answered the door that evening.

"You like it?" she said, doing a little twirl to make her short skirt flare out.

"Yeah I like it.  You look...  Beautiful," I said, totally awestruck.

Okay, so she was showing more skin than Jennifer ever did, but it wasn't so much 
that it was slutty.  She'd really outdone herself.

Jennifer was at one of her girlfriend's house so she wouldn't see us leave like 
that, but their dad was there and I must say he didn't like the idea of me 
dating both his daughters one little bit.  Even though he didn't say anything to 
me, his feelings on the matter were very evident to my empathic senses.  Thank 
god I didn't have to answer to him that night.

I took Lee to one of those fancy restaurants that cost an arm and a leg just to 
get a reservation, but after seeing what was on the menu, we ended up going to 
Steak and Shake to eat.

We cracked each other up with our little jokes about fucking right there on the 
table in front of everyone, how every guy who walked in the door looked like one 
of Lee's old boyfriends, and describing the expressions the guy at the counter 
would have for a number of different sexual feats.

She even talked me into making the guy at the counter believe he was getting a 
blow job from this chick who had walked in and caught his attention, and I swear 
I never laughed so hard over some ones expression before.

After dinner, we went to one of those teen dance clubs and...  Well, we danced.  
A lot.  With each other and other people, one time daring each other to dance 
with someone of the same sex and see how far they would get.

Shit, I thought I had her there.  I guess her recent curiosity about girl-girl 
sex let her try feeling the other girl up, especially since Lee already knew the 
other girl wouldn't mind it one bit.  We had both chosen a bisexual for a dance 
partner, so the only thing I had to do beyond the scan was convince them both to 
dance with us without the fear of public exposure.

Anyway, after dirty dancing with the nineteen year old guy I had picked, I had 
to cool his jets when he tried to french me while we fondled each other's 
equipment. I made a quick exit from his grasp, then went in search for Lee only 
to find her in a similar position, only she having initiated the french kiss. 

Once we were dancing together again, we did a couple of slow dances which only 
ended up with our lips attached by the end of each song.  Without having to ask, 
we both decided to have one more dance before we took it to the limo and later 
to my bed.

Wow.  The dirty dancing we did on the dare was nothing compared to the dirty 
dancing we did on that last dance.  I still can't believe I let her take my dick 
out and make a show of rubbing it against various female parts of her anatomy to 
the stunned crowd's delight.

"You are a WILD woman!" I exclaimed as we flopped down on the limo's seat after 
running from the rowdy hooting crowd.

"I am, aren't I!" she said before pulling her breasts out and giving everyone 
outside the limo a good look through the window.

I was crying I was laughing so hard, for it had been one of the jokes between us 
that only a real slut would get so horny that she would flash tits at a crowd.

She fell backwards onto the floor when a couple of horny sixteen year old guys 
tried to kiss them through the glass, and their sucking licking faces just made 
us both loose it all over again.

When she finally was able to get back up on the seat, we were both calming down 
and wiping the sweat off our brows when the limo came to a sudden stop.  My hand 
ended up against her left breast, the sweat from my face now mixing with the 
moisture on her plump tit.

As I moved the back of my hand in small circles against her breasts, Lee said 
with a shortness of breath, "Do all your dates end up like this?"

"No," I simply said as she took my hand in hers, lifted it to her mouth, then 
licked the remaining sweat from my hand before releasing it.

"Good.  I wouldn't want to be something ordinary."

"Lee, I've never had so much fun in my life," I said as she returned her breasts 
to their proper place.

"Me neither.  And we haven't even had sex yet."

"Speaking of which, how do you want to play it?"

"What do you mean, _play it_?"

"I didn't mean it like that.  What I meant was..."

"Tim, do me a favor?  Don't think about it.  Let whatever happens happen, okay?"

"Yeah, okay," I said, moving my face to intersect with hers.

"What are you doing?" she asked with a hesitant smile.

"I'm letting whatever happens," I said softly before I kissed her lips even 
softer.

"Happens," she continued for me before closing her eyes and letting me cover her 
face and neck with little kisses.

Twenty minutes later, she was laying on top of me giving me the same treatment 
after spending most of that time gently exploring each other's mouths with our 
tongues.

"Lee, sweetheart, we're here," I said when I realized the limo hadn't moved for 
a while.

"Really?" she said, shocked.  "Wow.."

"What?" I said before we sat up with one last kiss.

"I've never kissed so long like that without getting... bored," she admitted, 
stepping out of the limo.

"Sounds like you might like taking it slow for a change," I said as I got out 
myself while getting a good look at her backend.

She took my hand when I offered it to her, then we climbed up the front steps 
into my home where we embraced each other for another kiss.

"Mmmm," she said, breaking it off and hugging me.  "If this is what taking it 
slow feels like, I may never want to reach the sex part again."

"Echem.  I think you will," I said before nibbling at her ear.

"Does Jennifer like that?" Lee suddenly asked.

"What?" I said, ending our embrace to look at her face.

"You nibbling her ear like that," she said hesitantly.

"No, I don't think I've ever tried it with her.  I sort of sensed you liked..."

"Oh.  Sorry.  I just wondered," she said with a touch of blush in her cheeks as 
she turned away to take in the entry hall.  "Wow, this place sure looks big for 
just you."

"Well, it wasn't always just me, but yeah, it's pretty big."

I showed her around, not showing her every room, but most of the ones which 
served some purpose at the time.  I did purposely skip the ballroom, but I 
couldn't avoid showing her the room which Jennifer had slept in while she was 
there.  I hadn't quite intended to end the tour at my bedroom, but when Lee's 
hand rubbed my stomach a few times, I simply turned and took her into my arms, 
then began slowly eating her lips with mine.

Lee really surprised me when she didn't get aggressive or attempt to take 
control of the situation.  After leading us over to my bed and laying us down, 
she just laid there stroking my back with her hands and enjoying my kisses on 
her face and neck.

I paused a moment to look her in the face to see if something was wrong, and was 
shocked a little when I saw tears in her eyes.  But the smile she gave me told 
me they were happy tears, and after I wiped the wetness from her face, she said 
softly, "I've never felt this way before.  Never done it this way before 
either."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not sure, but it just isn't like all the other times.  I just...  want to 
lay here and let you make love to me.  Is that selfish?"

"I don't think so," I said with a smile and a twinkle in my eyes.  "I'm 
perfectly happy to do all the work if you let me."

She just smiled and nodded, then closed her eyes with a soft sigh as I returned 
to suckling at her neck.

It didn't take me long to decide it was time to remove her pullover shirt and 
brazier, so I exposed her belly and started my licky kisses there, slowly moving 
up, exposing more and more skin as I went.

Man, when I got up to her black lace bra, I didn't lose any time in removing her 
shirt so I could get a good look at it holding back her beautiful white tits.  
And when I started licking around the bra's edges, Lee started unbutton my 
button down shirt as much as she could.

I only paused a moment to finish removing my own shirt before taking the edge of 
the left cup in my mouth and slipping as much of my tongue underneath as I 
could.

Lee giggled, then squirmed a little before she managed to undo the clasp and 
relieve the pressure constraining her breasts against her chest.  I would have 
preferred to have done it myself, but seeing that what was done was done I 
simply pulled the bra off with my mouth before using my breath to tease her 
nipples to attention.

I could feel her anticipation building as I lightly ran my tongue around the 
edges of her areolas, and as I continued to tease her nipples with my hot breath 
in between licks around them, Lee started letting small anxious gasps out. 

When I finally lowered my mouth onto her right half dollar teat, she stiffened 
then gave out a sigh of relief.  She relaxed a bit as I licked and slobbered her 
nipples, but then I started applying suction and rolling them inside my mouth 
with my tongue, causing her to stiffen again and shudder a quite few times.

I remember thinking how nice her breasts would be for feeding, and gave her a 
little jolt of my magic tongue before heading south from her saliva coated 
chest.

She seemed disappointed when I reached her belly button and skipped down to her 
sock feet, and after I removed her socks, I discovered to my chagrin she was 
still very ticklish on the palms of her feet.

I had such fun running my tongue up her feet, making her shiver and grin but not 
breakout into a giggling fit.  She was really starting to sweat it by the time I 
had finished licking her feet, and she let out a loud sigh of relief when I 
finally ran my tongue up her silky smooth white leg.

By that time I was seriously thinking about just going for the prize and not 
mess around before getting there, but I knew Lee was enjoying taking it slow 
like I was.  So I spent a few minutes taking her shorts off with my mouth while 
licking any skin I could get too, then began teasing her snatch through her wet 
black lace panties.

Suddenly she gasped, "Oh God Tim...  Fuck me.  I can't stand it any longer!"

"Are you sure?" I said, not really objecting, just surprised by her change in 
heart.

She looked down at me with this desperate lust filled expression and said, "Fuck 
me... NOW!"

"Shit," I exclaimed, slipping my jeans and underwear off with a practiced 
motion, then did the same to her panties.

But as I moved into position, I was suddenly very aware of the similarities 
between her body and Jennifer's, and I paused to take it all in.  Laying before 
me was a model of sexual beauty, pearl white skin glistening from the 
combination of my spit and her anxious sweat, fiery red hair at her crotch and 
head, plump firm breasts with large stiff nipples, and wet red lips both above 
and below, and I was sure someday my Jennifer would have all these things too, 
and I would be one incredibly lucky man to have it all.

She ravaged my mouth as I slipped my fuck stick into her dripping hole, and 
before I could start pumping, she had her hands wrapped so tightly around me 
that I could barely breath let alone fuck.  I didn't realize it right away, but 
what she was doing was trying to push me in as deep as she could, and suddenly I 
felt as if my cock grew an extra inch inside her when its head slipped past some 
sort of extra resistance. 

Lee went rigid when that happened, and I admit I went a bit rigid myself.  I had 
never felt anything like that before.  It was like Lee had another pussy inside 
her pussy, and its lips were now wrapped tightly around the crown of my cock's 
head.

I didn't want to move in fear of ending the sensation, but when Lee relaxed and 
started gasping for air, my eyes watered as those lips slipped over my helmet 
giving me an overload of pleasure straight to my head.

"That was incredible!" I gasped when I regained my senses.

She smiled while caressing my back, then said, "I know.  For a minute there I 
thought you might not be long enough.  I've only done that with a couple of guys 
before because it usually makes me really sore down there."

"Wow.  Lee, you're full of surprises, you know that?  So what do you want to do?  
I take it you don't want to fuck."

"I can't for a little while, but maybe later we will.  For right now I'd really 
like to just lay here with you inside me like this.  How long can you stay 
hard?"

"As long as you want.  If it makes you sore, why do you want me to stay hard and 
inside you?"

"It just makes it feel better to have something in there.  You should remember 
that if I never tell Jennifer about it and it happens sometime when you two do 
fuck."

I rose up a bit to look her in the face, and before I could ask, Lee said, "How 
should I know?  My aunt had it, Tracy has it, so I imagine Jennifer does too.  
Just be careful with her the first time, okay?  It hurts like a bitch afterwards 
that first time."

I kissed her, and after tongue wrestling a bit, Lee had to stop me when I 
started fucking her without thinking.

"Shit, Lee.  What exactly is it?  Part of your cervix?  Or what?"

"My aunt said its just part of our vagina.  It gets torn out or something during 
childbirth, so my aunt doesn't have it anymore."

"Did your mom have it?" I asked, probing the area in question.

"How should I know?  I never asked her," Lee said before feeling down.

"Would you like to find out?" I said softly after thinking about it.

"How?" she said, stirring beneath me a bit.

"Your dad should know," I simply said.

"You mean ask him?  Or just go and look?"

"That depends on how you feel about it.  It isn't something I normally would do, 
but I don't think he'd like those kind of questions right now."

"I'd really like to know," she thought out loud.  "I mean, if she hadn't had two 
kids, I'd never have believed she'd ever had sex.  Could you?"

"Okay, just hang on while I try to find him," I said.

It took me a few minutes, but I locked on to her dad's mind and started scanning 
for his sexual memories of their mother.

"Holy shit, Lee.  Your mom was a babe when she was in high school.  I mean, she 
sure could have been if she had just...  Shit."

"What?  Don't do this to me."

"Uhm, sorry.  Your mom was a pretty amazing woman.  In bed, I mean."

"What?!?  How so?"

"Did you know you were conceived before your mom and dad got married?"

"Nah uhh!  They got married three years before I was born!"

"That's what they wanted you to think, but do the math.  Your dad is thirty 
eight, and so was your mom."

"I...  I can't believe it," she said, lost in her own memories.  "They lied to 
us all these years?"

"Your mom and dad fell in love their senior year of high school, and it was your 
mom who seduced your dad into going all the way.  A couple of weeks after the 
senior prom, your mom found out she was pregnant with you and tried to kill 
herself.  Her sister found her unconscious in their garage with the garage door 
shut and the car running and saved her.  Apparently your aunt never told anyone 
and she convinced your mom to tell your dad, and the rest is history."

"But," Lee said before sighing and wrapping her arms around me to hold me tight.

"You okay?" I asked her after a few minutes of silence.

"I think so.  I just can't help but wonder..."

"Wonder what?"

"Was mom as good in bed as me?"

I laughed, and despite it angering Lee a little, I didn't try to end my laughter 
prematurely.

"I can't answer that without having fucked your mom, and I'm sorry, but even I 
can't do that."

"Shit, I guess I don't really want to know anyway.  I don't think I could handle 
it if she was better than me.  Get off me, please?  I'm starting to ache from 
your weight."

"Yes ma'am," I said with a grin as I rolled off her.

My grin vanished when Lee moved in between my legs and gave my cock a lick long 
ways.

"Yuck.  Tastes like my cunt," she said after giving my dick a couple more licks.  
"I haven't given a guy a blow job for a while either."

"You don't have too, you know," I said, yet hoping she would continue.

Her response was to slip the crown of my cock in her mouth, then slowly pull it 
back out before tonguing the piss hole and lapping up the precum that squirt 
out.

"Has Jennifer given you a blow job yet?" she asked as she teased my scrotum with 
her wetted fingers.

"No," I grunted.  "I don't think she will either."

"That's too bad.  You have a nice straight cock."

"What does that have to do..." I said just before she deep throated it and used 
her throat on my dick's head.

"Shit," I said as I felt my balls retract.  "I'm gonna cum if you keep doing 
that."

She pulled off, bobbed her head up and down several times while she got her 
breath, then swallowed me again and started humming.

"UHhGHHHH!" I gasped as my spunk started flowing.  

I couldn't stop myself from fucking her mouth, but Lee wasn't the least bit 
surprised by this and seemed to take it in stride.  By the time I had come back 
to my senses, Lee was nursing from my cock while rubbing her own crotch against 
my leg.

"So," she said a few minutes later.  "Did my mom ever make my dad come that 
quick?"

"Shit.  No, I don't think so.  I hope you're not going to turn this night in 
some kind of contest with your mom.  I don't think I could hold out."

"I was only kidding," she said as she slipped up to my mouth and then proceeded 
to french me.

I didn't react in the slightest when I tasted my own spunk entering my mouth, so 
Lee broke the kiss and said, "Don't tell me you like..."

I only grinned at her before slipping a finger into her wet hole, then brought 
her wetness up to my mouth to taste.

"I like the taste of this better," I said honestly.

Without a word, Lee let me move down in between her legs, and even though having 
a guy lick her out wasn't really that big of a turn on for her, I made sure she 
enjoyed it as much as I had her blow job.

After she orgasmed, I kissed my way up her body, then frenched her like she had 
done to me.  She was surprised when I fed her a sample of her juices, then as 
she sputtered to herself, I said, "All's fair in love and sex."

She grinned, then said, "I suppose I deserved that.  Is your tongue really that 
long?  It felt like it went all the way up inside me."

"No, it isn't really that long.  I just... simulated it.  You liked it?"

"Of course I liked it.  But it was different than what anyone else," she said 
before sighing and laying her head down.  "I suppose you have a lot of tricks 
like that, don't you."

"I guess I do.  I wasn't really trying to trick you though."

"I know," she said.  "I just hope I can get over your tricks when the time 
comes."

"You will.  You're not the first person I've used them on, and I hope you won't 
be the last.  Would you like me to try a few others?"

She reached her hand out to me, then when I took it, she pulled me on top of her 
and said, "Make love to me first, then if we want to, we can both do our little 
tricks."

I simply pressed my open mouth over hers and as we recombined the different 
juices in our mouths, I slowly penetrated her cunt and began to fuck.

I fucked her until she came, then she suggested I fuck her tits which I happily 
did until I came.  After a brief rest, she got on top of me and fucked me until 
she came again, then we rested with my cock still inside her for a while.

"Tim, remember right before we fucked the first time what you said you'd do?" 
Lee suddenly said while squeezing her vagina tightly around my semi hard cock.

"Uhm...  Yeah.  You want me to do it?"

"Well, if you wouldn't mind," she said, knowing I couldn't refuse her with her 
cunt bearing down on my dick like that.

"Uhhh shower," I managed to say.

"Good idea," she said before humping me a couple of times then pulling off.

I watched her glistening body get up off the bed and walk seductively over to 
the bathroom before I moved to follow, then couldn't help but run my finger up 
her butt crack as she stood there waiting for the water to warm up.

Shit, did we have a hell of a time keeping our bodies pried apart as we washed 
each other.  Okay, so we couldn't help ourselves.  We fucked three times in the 
showers without either of us reaching an orgasm before I was so turned on that I 
got down on my knees and started sucking her cunt out while cleaning her ass 
with my soapy fingers.

By the time I brought my face around to her behind, Lee was on her hands and 
knees herself and cussing between gasps of air.  Her ass was plenty loose when I 
finally started rimming her, and I quickly got into tongue fucking her rose 
which made her moan wildly to my delight.

It wasn't long before she wanted more than what my tongue could provide, and on 
the first cry of "Fuck me!  Fuck my ASSssss!" I got up and started lubing my 
dick with the slimy juices dripping out of her cunt.

"YES!" she exclaimed as I plunged my cock into her shit hole.  "Fuck My ASS, 
TIM!  Fuck ME!"  

She started mixing her cusses with nonsensical words and sputters from the 
shower still being on, and when I reached that plateau where I knew I was about 
to cum, I initiated a two way and put every ounce of my energy into pounding her 
quivering ass.

When our joint orgasm passed, Lee was in a complete daze while I was physically 
drained yet quite aware of my surroundings.  Feeling my spunk slowly working its 
way around my cock trying to leak out of her spasming hole triggered rushes of 
desire to suck it out of her ass, but I refused to let myself act them out.

Lee was still in a daze while I cleaned us up the regular way before shutting 
the water off and drying us off with one big towel.

When I finished drying us off, Lee was out of her daze, yet was very content 
with letting me pick her up and carrying her to the bed.

Once she was tucked in, I went back to the bathroom and did my teeth, then ended 
up taking a piss before going back to Lee.  She smiled at me, very much like how 
Jennifer always did, and so my natural response was to smile back at her before 
climbing in bed with her.

We held each other very tenderly, only exchanging the most modest of kisses and 
caresses before falling asleep in a lover’s cuddle.

I left Lee in bed the next morning and rushed to meet my mom and Richie at 
church, but fell asleep during the service which my mom kidded me about later.  
By the time I got home that afternoon, Lee was gone and left a note she'd call 
me later that night if we didn't see each other before then.

I took Richie with me to Jennifer's and Lee's house and we all had a good time 
showing Richie new things and watching him attempt to repeat them.

It would have been a wonderful afternoon if Mr. C hadn't felt uncomfortable 
around Lee and I.  

I mentioned it to Jennifer while we were alone, and she sighed and said, "You 
two are glowing."

"Glowing?  What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean.  You're glowing from what you did last night.  Together.  
It's pretty hard not to notice it."

"I didn't notice it," I said with a frown.

"Well, maybe you're just used to it or something," she said with a sigh.

"You okay?" I asked, lifting her head by the chin to look her in the eyes.

She smile sweetly and said, "I'm fine.  I just hope you can glow like this when 
it’s our turn."

"Sweetie, just being with you makes me feel like I'm glowing.  And I can't wait 
until I see how much you glow.  You already glow brighter than anyone I ever 
met."

We exchanged hugs before rejoining the others, then twenty minutes later I 
gathered Richie's and my things and prepared to leave.

Jennifer and Lee both walked us out, then after another hug from Jennifer, she 
nudged Lee towards me and left with a smile on her face without another word.

"I just don't understand that little runt," Lee said as we watched her go back 
inside without looking back.  "She was trying to talk me into going home with 
you tonight and spending the night again."

Richie was staring at Lee, then suddenly reached out towards her breast and 
said, "Lee nus?"

Lee laughed while I turned red, then she warmly told Richie, "You won't get 
anything out of these breasts, Richie.  I'm not a mommy, yet."

Richie turned to me, then said, "Timmy, Lee nus."

I was about to try and explain to him in a more telepathic way what Lee had just 
told him, but was shocked when I probed his mind before I began.

"Shit, Lee.  He already knew your breasts don't make milk."

"He does?  Then why?"

"Timmy Richie nus," Richie interrupted Lee.

"I..." Lee began in disbelief.  "Is he saying what I think he's saying?"

"I'm sorry," I said, sweating from the intense blushing fit I was having over 
this.  "He keeps thinking we're...  uhm... mates I guess, like my mom and dad...  
Shit, I guess he picked up on it too."

"Picked up on what?" Lee said, rubbing her arms in frigid air. 

"Jennifer said we were glowing.  Look, do you want to come over?  We don't have 
to do anything kinky.  I just wouldn't mind having someone else around to help 
with this monster," I said as I put the struggling monster into his car seat.

"I might as well," she said with a smirk as she went around to the other side of 
the car.  "I mean, first my little sister, and now your little brother."

"Heh," I said as let her in.

As I expected, Richie was fast asleep before we even left their subdivision, and 
despite the feeling we had a lot of things to talk about, we didn't break the 
silence as I drove home.

When I pulled into the garage and shut off the engine, Lee was scrunched back in 
her seat looking very relaxed and a bit sleepy.

I got out and carefully undid the fasteners on Richie's car seat, then as Lee 
stretched and yawned, I carried my little baby brother straight to his room and 
put him down in his bed.

I checked to see if he was still dry which he was, and just as I was about to 
leave, he opened his eyes and smiled sleepily at me, then I couldn't tear myself 
away as I watched his smile fade while he fell asleep again.

Lee wrapped her arms around me while I was studying my sleeping brother, and we 
stood there a while both watching him sleep before finally leaving his room 
holding hands.

"You hungry?" I asked her.

"For food, yes," she said with a cocky smile.

"Heh.  I have some left over roast beast we can grind up and make barbecue 
sandwiches from.  Is that alright?"

"Sounds good," she said contently.  "Your little brother sure is smart."

"Yeah...  Huh?  How so?"

"You know.  Seeing us as mates and all."

"Oh.  Well, I'm not sure..."

"Don't be a dip shit, Tim.  You know exactly what both Jennifer and he was 
picking up on.  We made love last night, and it shows.  It doesn't mean we have 
to get married and have kids together."

"Shit.  Yeah, you're right.  Heh.  That's usually my speech," I said as we 
entered the kitchen.

We ate and started cleaning up the kitchen when Richie woke up and started 
crying.  I asked Lee if she could go get him while I finished up, then had to go 
find them when I got done and they hadn't come back to the kitchen.

I guess I shouldn't have been all that surprised.  I mean, I knew Richie would 
be hungry and he was always such a bear after waking up until he was fed.  So it 
could have only been one of two things which kept Richie quiet for so long.  
Either he had gone back to sleep, or...

"Well?" Lee said when she saw my astonished face peeking in on them.  "How could 
I resist such a cutie?"

Richie pulled his mouth off Lee's left nipple and moved to get more comfortable 
before spotting me and smiling.

"Timmy, nus?" he said, clasping her right nipple in his left hand and using it 
like a handle to help him move around.

"Ouch," Lee said as she took his hand off and then held him against her as she 
laid down.  "Yeah, Tim.  You gonna join your little brother?"

"I, uhh," I said, watching Lee shiver from Richie's not so gentle sucking of her 
breast.  "I think I better go warm his... uhm..."

I turned around and left them there feeling really odd.  I can't really explain 
it.  I mean yeah, it turned me on, but...  I didn't understand why Richie would 
want to suck on a milkless breast.  He was too young to be... perverted like 
that.

As I warmed the bottle of my mother's breast milk in the microwave, I got the 
open jars of beets and carrots out and warmed them in the other microwave.  By 
the time everything was ready, Lee carried Richie in with a worried expression 
on her face.

"I'm sorry," she said after she set Richie down in his high chair.  "I didn't 
mean to..."

"It's okay.  Really," I said honestly.  "I just don't know what to make out of a 
eight month old who likes to suck on breasts that don't give milk, that's all."

"Why shouldn't he?" she said after a few moments.  "It's just a step up from 
pacifiers."

"You don't understand," I said as I fought to get the bottle away from Richie so 
I could shovel a spoon full of beets in.  "From what I got from his mind a bit 
ago, he seems to think...  Some times my mom lets me and Richie both nurse from 
her, so when Richie thought you and I were... mates or whatever, I guess he 
related that to mean I would want to share you with him.  Sort of.  You 
understand?"

"I think so," she said, not quite over the part about my nursing from my mother 
yet.  "But what's wrong with that?  He's only a baby."

"I guess you're right," I sighed.  "I just hope he doesn't want to do it three 
years from now."

Lee laughed, and I grinned just to hide the fact that I had been perfectly 
serious when I had said it. 

Richie tried to kick my jar from my hand right then, so I focused my attention 
on feeding him while Lee went and explored the mansion a bit on her own.

My mom and dad showed up around eight to pick Richie up after having gone to a 
dinner with some of my dad's business friends.  Richie had kept Lee and I pretty 
busy, so by the time they left, we were pretty tired and I accepted Lee's 
suggestion we just go to bed early.

Lee stripped us both then led me to the hot tub which she had filled earlier 
during her exploring.  After a frenzied frenching contest, I sucked on her tits 
a while before she mounted me and fucked me slowly in the warm bubbling water. 

She stopped before either of us came, and she just stayed mounted on me for a 
while, letting me nibble on her shoulders and neck as I throbbed my dick in 
between her pussy's squeezes.

When she started humping again, I was really hard and boiling with lust, and I 
instinctively moved my fingers to probe her ass that made her moan, but then she 
stopped and got up.

I was about to complain when she said, "Come on.  I want your tongue in my ass," 
and the next thing I knew I was in the shower flat on my back soaping up her ass 
really good while she deep throated me in time with my fingers thrusts into her 
two holes.

Shit, I barely got my tongue in before she cried for my cock to replace it.  I 
think I fucked her ass twice before we stopped, but its hard to remember exactly 
since we pretty much did the same thing the next two nights.

Wednesday I took Jennifer, her girlfriends and their boyfriends to the amusement 
park and actually had a pretty good time with them.  Jennifer absolutely refused 
to go on the really cool rides like roller coasters or basically anything which 
went up and down really quick, but since we were in a group I was still able to 
go on the rides I liked without leaving Jennifer by herself.

We left the park at six when it closed for the day and went to my home to eat 
and mess around before they had to go home.  I hadn't intended there to be any 
real messing around, but after we finished our pizza and went to the study to 
watch TV, Christine and Erin snuck off and later came back all flushed and 
Erin's head in the clouds.

"Looks like Christine finally got her wish," I said to Jennifer.

"Nuts.  I knew I should have went to look for them."

I looked at her in surprise, for her tone of voice hadn't sounded serious but 
almost joking like.  She just smiled sweetly at me, then went back to watching 
the TV without any hint of remorse.

Around nine we all packed ourselves in the limo and I dropped everyone off one 
by one until it was just Jennifer and me heading to her home.

When all Jennifer wanted to do was hold hands and not snuggle like we usually do 
in the limo alone, I started seriously worrying about how this thing with Lee 
was affecting her and me.  By the time we pulled onto her street, I couldn't 
take it any longer, and choked halfway in asking her if she was unhappy with me.

"I'm not unhappy with you at all," she said sweetly.  "I've never seen Lee so 
happy and content before.  She hasn't gone out with anybody but you since 
Saturday, and she's even talking about going back to college again this summer 
because she isn't chasing boys around all the time."

"But..." I said doubtfully, then sighed with relief as she hugged me tight.

"Thanks," I said, with wet eyes.  "I guess that's what I wanted to feel from 
you."

"I think its time for you to start trusting me a little," she said gently.  
"Okay?"

"Okay," I said like a little boy as she caressed my cheek.

"Good.  Now Lee's probably waiting inside to go home with you, so I'll just say 
good night now and I'll see you in the morning, okay?"

"I love you," I said with a twinge of guilt.  "I don't think I've said that all 
day."

"I know, and it doesn't matter," she said getting out.  "But just incase you 
forget, I love you too."

I sighed after she shut the door, feeling a lot like a louse for letting myself 
get into this predicament.   I mean, really.  I was one girl’s boyfriend during 
the day, then her sister's lover at night.  Something really wasn't right here.  
It was like the best of both worlds.  I got to have my cherry pie and eat it 
too.  That just doesn't happen in the real world.

When Lee got in, I could see she was having similar troubles, but we both forgot 
about it after a couple of kisses, and soon we were stripping each other's 
clothes off for an impulsive fuck.

I was eating the mixture of our juices out of her cunt when Lee said, "Tim, I 
think you better take Jennifer out tomorrow night and not spend it with me.  I 
got the feeling she's not all that happy knowing we're fucking every night.  
Take her dancing.  I know she'd like that."

"Uhm, okay," I said, pausing from my probing licks.  "I was kind of worried 
about that myself.  But you're not getting... uhm, tired of us, are you?"

She looked down at me with a wicked grin and said, "I could never get tired of 
that evil tongue of yours.  Now get back to work, tongue boy.  You haven't got 
it all yet."

"Yes ma'am," I said before licking her knob that made her shudder.

After our nightly rimming and ass fucking in the shower, we crawled in bed and 
held each other a while like we had the previous nights, but then Lee mounted me 
and fucked me until I came inside her.  We fell asleep coupled like that, and in 
the morning Lee woke me up by working her muscles to get me hard again before 
grabbing me tightly and making my cock sink deeper inside of her like the one 
time before.

I had just enough sense to open a two way before my cock's head slipped through 
the ring of tightness deep inside of her.  I felt the discomfort it caused her, 
but it was easily over whelmed by the pleasure it caused me, and between the two 
of us, I came again, squirting my seed almost directly into her uterus.

That really spooked me afterwards. I was really worried about her getting 
pregnant after delivering such a large dose of sperm into her uterus like that.  
I knew the cervix (which is really the base of the uterus and the interface 
between the vagina and uterus) can act as a sperm reservoir and actually can 
sustain and protect sperm for several days, and perhaps longer than a week, and 
with that much sperm inside her like that, I could just see one of those guys 
going just slowly enough up her fallopian tube to reach that prize we call an 
egg just at the right time.

Thankfully for everyone's sakes it didn't happen.

As Lee suggested, I spend the rest of the day with Jennifer, and didn't miss my 
nightly fuck with Lee after Jennifer and I wore ourselves out dancing until 
nearly midnight.

I slept in Friday, then flew around in Midge a while before heading over to the 
North mansion to spend the day with my family again.  I decided to spend the 
night there and called Lee to cancel our nightly get together which she accepted 
without much of a fight.

Jennifer and I went to the mall the next day with her friends and basically hung 
around together, then we got into our first public squabble over a bracelet she 
wanted to buy me.

Jennifer had recently gotten her ears pierced, and she had teased me at the park 
about how guys were really wimps about pain.  I hadn't said anything then, and 
was very careful not let on I had a pierced ear long before she had, and a 
nipple on top of that.  So I shocked the hell out of them by wearing a stud 
earring to the mall that day, and really shocked Jennifer when she noticed the 
strange lump in my shirt at my nipple and I revealed the Eta pin there. 

Anyway, because I sometimes wore a gold necklace, she got it in her head that I 
liked jewelry and found a bracelet that matched my necklace and stud earring.  
We argued for twenty minutes about it, for I didn't want her to spend the money 
on me on something I didn't particularly want in the first place.

But because her dad's old high school buddy managed to get him a much better job 
than he had ever had in the past, Jennifer for the first time had some money she 
could spend.  So naturally she wanted to spend some of it on me after having 
accepted my gifts without ever giving one in exchange, but a bracelet just 
wasn't my kind of thing.

Compromise.  Why do relationships always end up into a bunch of compromises?  
Why don't we just make it easier on ourselves and make all the women telepaths 
and all the men mutes so at least we don't go through all the fuss?  It all ends 
up the same way anyway.

So not only did I have a new bracelet, I PAID for half of it.  Shit.  If I 
hadn't known better, I'd swear she had planned it that way.  Heh.

I was still a little grumpy about it when we reached Jennifer's house, and as I 
got out of the limo I noticed there was a somewhat familiar car in front of 
their house.  

When Jennifer noticed my glances at that car, she said, "Don't worry, Tim.  
That's Trip's car.  He's just a friend of Lee's.  She's never fooled around with 
him."

"Why?" I asked.

"I guess because he never let her.  Sometimes I wondered if he was, you know, 
gay, but Lee says he's just different."

"Different, huh?" I said with a knot growing in my stomach.  "I have a feeling 
I'll be going home alone tonight."

"Would that be so bad?" Jennifer said gently.

I sighed, then said, "I'll live, if that's what you mean.  I'm not a machine, 
you know.  I can't just turn my feelings off for someone I've grown attached 
too."

"Well, let's go in and see.  You're probably worrying about nothing," she said, 
opening the front door and leading me in.

The moment Lee saw me, it was written all over her face.  My emotions just 
switched off from the sudden shock, but I was so experienced in the art of 
faking them that not even Jennifer knew I didn't feel the happiness I displayed 
in front of them.

Trip was a twenty year old intelligent guy with the maturity of someone twice 
his age.  My empathic senses sorted him out pretty quickly, and I concluded 
logically that he was a perfect match for Lee.  He apparently had had very 
strong feelings for her for a long time, but after seeing how she treated the 
men who had given in to her sexual lure, he chose to resist her lures despite 
the frustration she put him through.  During their junior year in high school, 
Lee was running from a group of her ex-boyfriends who were drunk and saying they 
were going to gang rape her when Trip drove by, saw her and stopped.

After that, Lee accepted Trip as a trusted friend, and after further attempts to 
seduce him failed, she stopped trying and they were good friends ever since.

But seeing the sudden change in Lee at their work all week, Trip decided if he 
didn't at least attempt to tell her how he really felt, he may never get another 
chance.  He still didn't have the guts to tell her on his own, but after I 
called Friday night to tell her I wanted to spend the night with my family, Lee 
conjured all sorts of problems up in her head and ended up going to see Trip and 
spilling her guts to him.

Trip broke her heart when he started crying telling her how he loved her and 
wished he were me and everything.  The last thing I bothered to look in their 
heads to see was whether or not they had had sex, and to my surprise them hadn't 
despite the glow they both had about them.

I went home alone just like I had suspected, and around midnight my feelings 
switched back on and I started to wade through the anguish and broken 
heartedness.  Yeah, it hurt and all, but those few hours of emotionless rational 
thought before my emotions clicked back on really helped me deal with it.  It 
was a long night, but by morning I pretty much had accepted it and I ended up 
not letting it bother me any more.  I had been the last of a very long string of 
lovers.  And I guess I finally learned how the other half lives.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Tim, the Teenage MC
By Rass Senip
Chapter XIX:  12th Grade, Spring 1989
Part 4 - Attacks of the Heart
(fmm)

"Tim, I really need your help," Joey said, catching me after our class.

I looked him in the eye and said carefully, "In what way?"

"I need you to let me link with you..."

"Absolutely not," I said, turning away to leave him.

"You don't understand," he said, grabbing my arm.  "I want to free all my 
girls."

When I didn't struggle to leave, Joey let my arm go and waited for my response.

"Why me?" I finally asked.  "Why not just borrow Tommy like you did when you 
enslaved them in the first place?"

"Because...  He...  He won't let the link form anymore.  I don't know why."

"Good for him," I said without thinking.

Joey flinched from my comment, but he didn't let it show it had hurt beyond that 
before saying, "Please?  It's the last thing I'll ever ask of you."

I looked him in the eyes and let my empathic senses feel him out to their 
fullest ability.  While I sensed he really meant what he had said, I could feel 
he wasn't entirely sure if he really wanted to do it.  He wanted Suzi back so 
bad, yet his lust for power had not been reduced in the least, and the 
indecision within him was driving him nuts.

Joey was truly asking for my help, but the plea was to end his indecision one 
way or another more than just needing to link with me.  I realized that I was 
now committed to decide his fate one way or the other.  If I didn't aid him in 
freeing his slaves, he was ready to let himself be swallowed up by the 
corruption already eating at his heart.

Seeing how close he was to the edge, I gave him a weak smile and said, "Just 
give me a minute to tell Jennifer and we can go, okay?"

He smiled and let out a sigh of relief as he nodded, his eyes getting bright 
with his hope.

Joey had been a busy boy all right.  We spent the whole afternoon and evening 
going from one girl's house to another, Joey showing me bits and pieces of what 
he had done in his incredible programming of their minds.  The complexity yet 
compactness of his super-rat astounded me, and even though I was very 
experienced with the use of commands and the manipulation of memories, I could 
see that Joey had a gift similar to Jennifer's, just completely opposite in 
form.

By the time we finished the seventh girl, it was nearly eleven and we were both 
very tired.  Joey's charm and honest desire to explain and show me everything 
had drawn my feelings for him out again, and this time I was the one who asked 
him to sleep over, and even accepted his suggestion at taking a shower together.

Despite Joey having a hard on the whole time, he made no attempts towards 
anything sexual in the shower or afterwards when we were in bed together, so I 
was feeling pretty relaxed around him by morning. 

Even though I had recovered nearly all my memories by that time, I still 
occasionally had moments where a memory would overwhelm me, especially when the 
situation fit the circumstances which the memory had been about.  That morning I 
awoke to find Joey's face sleeping peaceably about ten inches from mine, and as 
I studied his face, I was cast back into the memory of the morning when we had 
left for college to seek out Sarah and her supposed enslavers.

When my mind returned to the present, Joey was staring at me with a look of deep 
tenderness in his eyes, and for a moment, just for a fraction of a second, I 
wanted to kiss him.  That didn't happen, but we did give each other a hug before 
I left to pick up Jennifer and Joey took a limo home to pick up some fresh 
clothes and breakfast before we all went to school.

Jennifer made no attempt to hide her displeasure of my announcement I would be 
going with Joey after school to finish up the remainder of his girls.  She could 
tell I was starting to feel closer to Joey again, and made me promise to come 
over after we were done with the five remaining girls we had left.

When Joey showed up at Suzi's and my fifth hour class, Suzi and I both could 
tell something was seriously wrong by his strained frown, and once I excused us 
from class, the three of us met out in the hall to talk.

"What is it?" I said, beating Suzi to the punch for once.

"I was just...  attacked," he said carefully.

"Attacked?" Suzi said, looking around as I scanned.

"Someone tried to take me over.  I almost couldn't," he said before reaching out 
to us for support.

"Whoa, there Joey," I said, trying to keep him on his feet as his balance 
continued to falter.  "Just relax and sit down on the floor, okay?  You don't 
have to shield yourself so hard now that I'm here."

"But you don't understand," he said, looking up desperately.  "I think it was... 
her."

"Her?  Her who?" I asked in confusion.

"Jennifer," Joey whispered as he focused on reinforcing his mental defenses. 

"Jennifer?!?" I said unbelieving.  "Why?  What did you do to her?"

"I didn't do anything," he said, his eyes closed as he continued to focus on re-
tuning his cryptic thoughts.

"Why do you think it was Jennifer?" Suzi asked.

"She doesn't like me.  She can't read my thoughts."

"Is that all?" I said rather angrily.  "You better have more than that to 
accuse..."

"Timmy," Suzi said warningly.

"What?!?  You think it was her too?" I said incredibly.

"I don't know, but look at him.  Have you ever seen Joey so worn out?  Besides 
you and Jennifer, do you know anyone else who could wear him down like that?"

"Suzi, no offense but... you don't know enough about it.  Any telepath could 
wear Joey down given enough time and the right opportunity...  Joey...  Joey?"

"Is he...  asleep?" Suzi said, watching his face slowly relax.

"I'm not sure.  I don't think so.  Shit, I hate not being able to scan him.  
Look, it doesn't matter who did it.  The fact is someone did do it and they 
failed.  If it was Jennifer, she'll tell me.  If it wasn't...  Well then we have 
a new problem."

"Well, since I don't know anything about it, I'm going back to class," she said, 
still feeling a bit hurt from my comment.

"Shit, Suz.  I didn't mean to make it sound like that," I said after her.

"You said I wasn't telepathic, and you and Joey have never even tried to show me 
anything because 'I couldn't understand', or 'I don't know what it's like'.  
Well I'm tired of being the helpless and dumb mute around you two.  At least 
Jennifer tried to explain to me what she was doing."

And with that Suzi walked back into our classroom.

Feeling a bit helpless myself, I decided I had better ask Jennifer if she knew 
anything, and felt out her mind in the class down the hall.

"Yes?" came her reply when I contacted her.

"Could you come here a minute?  I need to ask you something."

"Uhm, okay..."

I felt the commands being issued to the students and teacher in that room, then 
out of the corner of my eye saw her come out of the room, pause a moment, then 
hurry towards us.

"What happened?  Is he okay?"

"He was attacked telepathically.  He thought you were the one doing it.  You 
weren't were you?"

"Me?" she said surprised.  "Why would I...  No, I didn't.  Is he going to be 
okay?"

"Yeah, he'll be fine.  I think he's just withdrawn from his senses.  What's the 
matter?" 

"He's...  doing something...  can't you see it?  He's...  What is he doing?"

"I don't see anything."

"It's like he's changing the way his streams flow all by himself.  Changing the 
symbols, their relationships, everything....  I..."

Her face went blank, and I sighed realizing she had also withdrawn from her 
normal senses to study Joey's mind.

But then suddenly there was a surge of telepathic energy coming from Joey, and 
before I knew it, Joey was in my head looking around frantically.

"HEY!" I said out loud while trying to shut him out.  "What the fuck do you 
think you're doing!"

Joey didn't answer, struggling to prevent me from shutting him out as he scanned 
my mind for something.  When I finally kicked him out of my head, Jennifer 
immediately broke through my defenses and started scanning me too, but I had had 
enough of that.  Before Jennifer could even scan for my name, I had kicked her 
out and was canceling every symbol coming out of her mind and Joey's 
simultaneously. 

"Will you two stop it!" I said getting furious as they both strained to gain 
access to my head again.  "In three seconds, I'm going to call out fifty guys 
from class and have them beat the living shit out of both of you if you don't 
stop it RIGHT THIS GOD DAMN MINUTE!"

Joey's trickle of energy stopped first, then when Jennifer's hadn't ten seconds 
beyond her deadline, I launched an attack on her mind.  Even though it couldn't 
have any affect on her, it still got her attention when every defense she knew 
was easily overcome by my overwhelming power.  And just to make sure she 
understood I didn't want her doing something like that again without asking 
first, I didn't stop for a good minute even after she had stopped her own 
attempts.

While I was cussing them both out for their betrayal, neither one of them were 
listening to me, nor did either of them open their eyes.  After I had calmed 
down enough to see they were both ignoring me, I snorted with the decision that 
Suzi had the right idea, and so I turned away from both of them and returned to 
class.

About twenty minutes later, I felt both of them attempting to contact me, but I 
ignored them just like how Suzi was ignoring me.  I wasn't really upset with 
them, just wanted to make them think twice about trying something like that 
again.

Joey hadn't done anything to me, so when he showed up for our sixth period 
class, I accepted his apology without emotion, but covered for him when he fell 
asleep in class from his draining day.

Jennifer, however was not appogetic at all.  When she caught up to me and Joey 
in the hall after school, she demanded that I let her scan my mind, and that 
Joey could wait until tomorrow for me to help him finish cleaning up his mess.

Joey was pissed, but he didn't argue with me when I agreed, especially since I 
mentioned he should rest so we both wouldn't be drained from what happened 
earlier that day.

"Why are you helping that creep?" Jennifer finally asked as we headed for my 
car.

"You know why, and I don't like you calling him names," I said a little angrily.

"I call them as I see them," she said flatly.  "He's a bad person, and you can't 
trust him."

"You just don't know him like I do.  And just because you can't read his 
thoughts doesn't make him untrustworthy."

She bit her lip to keep from arguing, but when we reached the car, she said, 
"After you help him fix his girls, I don't want you to have anything to do with 
him again."

"I'm sorry?  I must have heard you wrong.  It sounded like you were giving me an 
order."

"Call it what you want.  He's a bad person, and every time you have something to 
do with him, something bad happens."

"Look!" I shouted before calming my voice and restraining my anger.  "Jennifer, 
honey, I'm not a fool, and I can take care of myself.  Joey's been my friend a 
long time and we've been through a lot together, so please understand I can't 
just turn my back on him because you don't like him.  He's trying to change, and 
he needs..."

"NO!" she said with more emotion I had ever felt from her before.  "You have to 
choose!  Either ME or JOEY!  Understand?!?  ME OR JOEY!  NOT BOTH!"

She broke into sobs, and for a moment I was awash in the chaos of her and my 
emotions.  But then she looked up at me, her eyes begging for my tenderness, my 
touch, my love, and as I felt that magical feeling pulling us together, I knew 
deep down that indeed I had to choose, and there was no question on who my 
choice would be.

Just before our lips could meet, we were jolted by a flash of light followed by 
the sound of a camera whirl.  We looked up and found Suzi standing there 
grinning like a cat getting ready to take another picture.

Jennifer and I just looked at each other, then after the flash went off again, 
we gave Suz the kissing shot she wanted.

"That one should have gone in the year book," Suzi commented with a sparkle in 
her eye.  "Along with all the others."

"What do you mean, others?" I said, recognizing that sparkle as being something 
mischievous.

Suzi put her pack down and pulled out a black with gold stripes book, then 
opened it up to the center and showed it to us.

"These others," she said, barely containing her laugh. 

"Oh my gosh," Jennifer said as we gazed upon the two full pages of snapshots of 
the two of us in the center of the new yearbook.

"You're joking, right?" I said, leaning closer to examine how the pages were 
attached.

"Oh, sure I'm joking.  Just wait until tomorrow when they hand out the rest of 
the copies," she said grinning like mad.

"I can't believe it, Tim," Jennifer said softly.  "The balloon, the lockers, the 
dance, that day in the hall...  Suzi, how did you get all these?"

"Believe it or not, I didn't have anything to do with it. I hate to admit it, 
but it was all Joey's idea."

"It was?" Jennifer said surprised.

"He took most of the pictures himself," Suzi said looking me in the eye.  "He's 
the only one who could, you know?  He can be pretty selfish and insensitive at 
times, but...  If he really cares about someone..."

I looked at Jennifer as the smile faded from her face and she looked down at her 
feet a moment before glancing up at me.

"I'll just leave you two alone," Suzi said, seeing her work was done.

"Thanks, Suz," I said after her.

"I'm sorry," Jennifer said, looking at her feet again.  "I was thinking of 
myself and not..."

I gave her a big hug and said, "It's okay...  Hey, I have an idea.  Lets forget 
about all this and go car shopping."

"Car shopping?  For who?"

"Me.  That picture of us kissing in my Porsche just doesn't sit right with me.  
I look... stuck up or something."

"Oh," she said, trying to hide her disappointment.

I grinned and shook my head, then said, "Geez, Jennifer.  You don't even know 
how to drive yet.  I can't buy you a car until you learn how to drive it first."

She looked at me while turning red in the face, then opened her mouth to say she 
didn't want it, but my penetrating grin stopped her and she just blushed harder 
while letting her excitement show through.

"I don't know why I stood it this long," I commented as we left the parking lot.  
"I mean, my dad bought me this car while I was missing most of my marbles, but 
I've known since before Christmas that it really isn't my style."

"What is your style then?" she said after a brief silence.

"I don't know," I admitted.  "I used to have a red Formula, but even that seems 
too flashy now."

"I like those new Pontiac Grand Prix, or Buick Regals."

"You like them?  They look... melted," I said with distaste.

"Daddy likes the Regals because their front grills look like a Jaguar's," 
Jennifer said defensively.  "And I know you.  One look at their speedometer and 
all the buttons, you'll be in electronic heaven."

"Really?" I said, wondering if there really were a lot of buttons.  "Well, I 
guess it wouldn't hurt to look at the Grand Prix while we're looking at the 
Trans Ams.  Uhm, do they have the buttons like the Regals?"

She was grinning as she said, "I think so," and I couldn't help but grin myself.

Shit.  She was right.  One look at the digital speedometer and all the buttons 
the radio and other controls had, I nearly drove one off the lot that day.  But 
then I realized I could get even more bu... uhm, options not available on the 
cars they had on the lot, and so after checking off as many of the optional 
features I could and paying half the sticker price on the spot, we left in my 
boring Porsche that didn't even have any buttons that lit up at night.

When we got to Jennifer's house, Trip's car was parked out front, so Jennifer 
sighed and said, "I guess this means you don't want to come in?"

"Sorry, but I just... you know."

"You want me to see if I could go out tonight?"

"No, you said you had a ton of homework, and I guess I do too.  I'll be okay.  
I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay.  I love you."

"I love you."

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"You still gonna help me finish cleaning up my girls today?" Joey asked me in a 
soft voice before our class the next day.

"Yeah.  And you have Suzi to thank for it too."

"I do?  How?"

I simply opened up my newly acquired yearbook to the center page and showed it 
to him, then watched him blush all over.

"So she told you, huh?" he said, trying to escape looking me in the eyes.

I took the pressure off him by looking down at the pages and said, "I think 
she's missing you.  Brad said they haven't had sex all week, and the last time 
she did, he couldn't... satisfy her."

"Thanks," he said, putting his hand on my shoulder and giving it a gentle 
squeeze.  "You don't know how much this means to me."

"No, I think I do," I said, giving him a smile without making direct eye 
contact.  "And I can feel how bad you want to do what you feel is right.  I just 
hope you can stick to it."

I felt a wave of guilt pass over him, then he redoubled his determination 
towards what he felt he had to do and said, "One of my girls is going to meet us 
upstairs after school, so if its okay we can meet there."

"That's fine.  Jennifer's going to go home on the bus for once, so it will be 
just you and me."

"Thanks Tim," Joey thought to me.

"You're welcome Joey.  It's nice to have you back," I thought back to him.

Joey and I went up to the room together after class was over and I kept picking 
up moments of guilt and nervousness from him that I assumed meant he was truly 
regretting the things he had done with his girls and was nervous about having to 
face them after setting them free.

"Well, it looks like Dorothy's running late," Joey said after we got our sodas 
and sat down a while.  "Want me to find her just incase she forgot?"

"Uhm, I guess so," I said after attempting to locate a Dorothy in the building 
myself.

I felt his share link attempting to form, so I accepted it and waited for him to 
send out a pulse or something, then was surprised when he got up and sat down 
next to me on the couch.

But then I felt him concentrating on pooling his energy, so I just watched him 
and anticipated the pulse he was going to send out.

The moment before he released his surge of telepathic energy, I sensed another 
wave of guilt that suddenly alarmed me.

"Forgive me," he grunted as I felt him focus the entire pulse at my mind and 
released it.

Before I could possibly try to deflect it, his pulse flashed through my mind, 
stunning me long enough for him to disable my ability to use my own telepathic 
abilities followed by ordering my eyes to close.

"What the FUCK are DOING!" I screamed, standing up and stumbling away from him.

He didn't answer me as he concentrated on programming my mind with some kind of 
new rat, but for some reason he didn't take over my conscious mind and I 
naturally tried to use that to my advantage.

"You son of bitch!  You TRICKED me!  You DECEIVED ME!  YOU BETRAYED ME!  AGAIN!" 
I screamed, trying to find my way to the door without the use of my eyes.  "I'll 
fucking never trust you again, you coward!  FUCK!"

Joey grabbed my wrist and held onto it with a vice like grip, pinning his coin 
between his hand and my bare skin.  Just as I began to struggle, I felt him 
activate the rat in my head, and then I suddenly couldn't move as his rat 
started dissecting my mind.

I could still think, just couldn't move.  Once I realized it was futile to 
attempt to move any more, I focused my mental senses on what the rat was doing, 
but before I could analyze it very much, I felt it release the caps I had placed 
on my emotions.

My anger about what he was doing to me quadrupled as my empathic abilities went 
into overdrive as all the previous anger and rage I had built up over the years 
poured through my soul.  As his rat continued its dissection of my mind, my 
consciousness began seeking out a way to get my revenge, and then all of a 
sudden, I could see again.

Joey wisely had his eyes closed incase I tried to use my empathic abilities on 
him.  But even though I couldn't move a muscle, I still reached out, grabbed his 
fucking heart and squeezed.

Joey jerked as my empathic abilities poured my rage and anger into tightening my 
invisible grip on his struggling heart.  Despite what you may think, I had no 
intention of killing him.  Even in my enraged frame of mind I had enough sense 
to know I know had the winning hand and this would force him to stop whatever he 
was doing to me in order to live.

His eyes opened a moment in a desperate gasp, but he didn't let go of my wrist 
and he didn't stop his rat as it started on the last third of my mind.  The 
longer he waited, the harder I squeezed, and then suddenly the rat undid the 
command that kept me from moving so long.

But instead of attempting to get away from Joey, I simple continued to squeeze 
harder to prove to him he had to stop it or else.  But even when the pain became 
too great for him to bear, Joey managed to keep his hold on my wrist as he sank 
to his knees clutching his chest with his other hand.

The rat was just about to finish its task when I panicked and squeezed with all 
I had left.  And then suddenly the rat finished and erased itself from my head, 
leaving me stunned and blinking since it hadn't done anything but clear out 
commands in my head.

I examined my mind until I felt Joey's hand release its grip and joined its mate 
next to Joey's unconscious form.  Moments later I felt Joey's coin detach from 
my wrist and strike the bare linoleum floor with a clear sounding ping.

I watched the coin as it bounced then rolled in an arc, then found myself unable 
to stop watching it as it began its swirling spinning, making that all familiar 
sound of a coin spinning to a stop yet seemingly to be calling my name as it 
did.

The coin seemed to take forever to finally come to a rest, and as the echo of 
its ring fades from my ears, I became very aware of the silence which followed 
before reaching out and picking it up and noticing Joey's body for the first 
time since it began its spin.

I felt... the same.  Yet everything around me felt a little different.  Joey.

"Joey," I said gently, then more urgently, "Joey!"

I rushed to his side and quickly felt his clammy wrist for a pulse, then had a 
moment of pure panic when I didn't feel one.

"Oh shit, Joey," I said, with tears coming to my eyes.  "Don't die on me.  I 
didn't know.  Fuck.  Come on buddy.  Share link.  SHARE LINK!"

I couldn't get him to respond.  Telepathically or emotionally.  I could feel his 
life force fading as I rolled him onto his back and started CPR, but it quickly 
became apparent he wasn't responding to it.

I accidentally dropped his coin while switching from giving him air to pumping 
his chest, and just hearing its sound made me grab it and stare at it a moment, 
hoping it would somehow save him.

I tore his shirt open and pressed the coin up against his chest at his heart, 
then tried to focus as much of my being into forcing a share link through the 
coin.  I tried so hard I almost passed out from the exertion, but when I stopped 
to regain my strength, I felt something come back from the coin like a 
reflection of what I had tried to send through it.

I tried it again, and discovered that while he still wasn't breathing or his 
heart wasn't beating, his life force wasn't declining like it was.

I refocused myself into sharing whatever I could with him through the 
translucent coin, and despite the difficulty of maintaining it, I discovered a 
level where his life force stopped declining and I didn't get any feedback from 
his coin.

I quickly found myself tiring, and knew I had to get help, and fast.  I managed 
to feel out Mr. Higg's mind and call for help before I had to withdraw and 
concentrate completely on keeping Joey's life force from falling any more.

Somehow I managed to crawl on top of Joey and lock my arms around him so we 
wouldn't be separated.  When Mr. Higgs found us, he tried very hard to get me to 
tell him what to do, but all I could do was hold on to Joey and hope he wouldn't 
try to break us apart to get me to talk to him.

When the ambulance came, the paramedics attempted to do just that, and despite 
the incredible strain it took me to do it, I managed to send Mr. Higgs the need 
to get us to Sarah along with a flashback of the time with John, Joey, and me.

After that I withdrew from my senses for it was too hard to keep it up any 
longer.  I felt as if I was lost at sea, clutching onto a piece of driftwood 
with my strength fading, knowing I would sink if I let go even a moment.  Of 
course it wasn't I who would sink, but Joey.

I lost track of time after that, the struggle to keep my meager trickle of a 
life share link going was the only thing I was aware of until suddenly I felt 
someone trying to pull me away.

"nO!" I gasped as the offending hands successfully pulled me off him.  "Stop..."

"Tim, it's okay," I heard Margaret say from beside me.  "Sarah's here and..." 

That was all I needed to hear before allowing myself to be swallowed up by the 
immense need for sleep.

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"Tim?" I heard my mother call.  "Wake up, baby."

I parted my eyes enough to verify my mom and dad were there, then I think I must 
have fell back asleep again.

"Tim, you need to wake up and tell us what happened," my mother's voice said 
inside my head.

As I struggled to awaken, I felt the distinct itch of an IV in my arm, and for a 
moment I wondered if I had been in an accident.

But then it all came back to me, and after I opened my eyes from the shock, I 
saw they had monitored my thoughts and had gotten the whole story that way.

"You can go back to sleep, son," my dad said as my mom turned to Margaret to 
explain.

"Is he okay?" I asked, my eyes already shutting.

"He's still asleep," I heard him say as everything faded away.

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I woke up the next day in the early afternoon feeling a little weak, but for the 
most part okay.  It took me a few moments to remember what I was doing there, 
then as soon as I did, I reached out to find out who all was there and most 
importantly, how Joey was.

Sarah, Margaret, Tom, and my mom were trying to pass the time away by playing 
cards, and I found Joey in intensive care still asleep and feeling pretty weak, 
but seemed to be all there if you know what I mean.  Joey's mind was still 
encrypted, not that there was much going on while he was asleep like that, but 
it made finding out why he had done what he had done impossible until he woke 
up.

When I contacted my mom, Margaret, Tom and she came to my room to see me, and I 
got the distinct impression that Sarah was convinced this whole mess was all my 
fault.

After giving them more details of what happened, I was disappointed to learn 
they had no more of an idea why Joey went through so much trouble to clear out 
my head, especially to the extent that he almost died carrying it out.

Suzi brought Jennifer with her after school to visit, and after waiting ten 
minutes for Jennifer to end her hug, Suzi excused herself and left to check on 
Joey.

Since there wasn't really anything wrong with me, I got to go home that night 
with my mom, but I was right back up there the next morning with Suzi to wait 
with Joey's parents for him to awaken.

Suzi and I were allowed in Joey's room for a few minutes to see him, and while I 
attempted to contact him, Suzi clung to my arm watching him, then she sighed 
just as I gave up.

"I feel so helpless," she said softly.

"I know, so do I."

"But...  I've felt helpless before.  But now... I feel even smaller and less 
significant than ever."

"He'll be okay.  You know he will."

She sighed again, then let go of my arm and gave Joey a kiss on the forehead 
before wiping one of her tears off the side of his face.

I followed her out, lost in my own thoughts about why he would have risked his 
life for nothing.  I couldn't understand Joey's reasons, for it seemed so 
futile.  All I knew was he had done it believing it was the right thing to do, 
and I couldn't ignore that fact.

The weekend crawled by, for I spend the entire day Saturday and Sunday at the 
hospital waiting for Joey to wake up to put an end to my confusion about his 
motives.

My mother ordered me to go to school on Monday, and I conceded to going as long 
as I was notified the moment Joey woke up.  Jennifer was a little upset when I 
insisted I go to school in Midge, but I made it up to her by sending a limo to 
pick her and her girlfriends up for school.

For some reason I couldn't explain, I had this deep need to keep Joey's coin on 
me at all times.  Like as if it contained a part of him, a part of him that 
wanted to be with me...  I know it sounds silly, but I was trying to rationalize 
things which weren't rational, but emotional, and at the time I didn't question 
it because it comforted me to believe.

I landed Midge back behind the school where she wouldn't be in the way and yet 
close enough that I could leave in a hurry if I needed to.  I went up to the 
room for a while and started to pack up some of the personal things out of a 
feeling of nostalgia.

I didn't get very far before losing myself in the painting of the three of us 
with the twins in their baby blue dresses.  I managed to snap myself out of it 
when I sensed Jennifer arriving, then realized it was getting close to the five 
minute bell and decided to go meet her before class.

As I walked down the stairs to the first floor, I became aware of... something 
familiar about almost everyone I passed.  It was very vaporous, like something I 
had forgotten but was trying to surface, yet wasn't a memory.

As the hustle and bustle of the halls increased, this sensation I was trying to 
feel out started to become more defined.  I paused in the hall near the front 
doors to let it grow, and kept an eye out for when Jennifer would come in the 
door.

Just as Jennifer walked in, it happened.  That empathic sense of corruption of 
ones soul came back to me with full force, and everyone around me had the clear 
tell tale signs of being altered in ways only known to...

"Jennifer, I need to talk to you upstairs," I said emotionlessly, my emotions 
having turned off at this shock of a discovery.

"What, now?" she said surprised.  "But we got to get to..."

"Right now," I said firmly.

I didn't wait to walk with her, and that clearly disturbed her enough to run up 
the first flight of stairs and ask, "Tim, what's wrong?  Did something happen 
to..."

"Joey is still asleep, but I now understand why he did what he did."

"Why?"

I didn't say anything, and Jennifer took the hint and didn't say anything more.

When we reached the room, I unlocked it and let us in, then closed the door and 
turned towards her and said, "Mr. Higgs said I would have to be firm when you 
made a mistake without knowing it, but you knew what you were doing so I imagine 
you will have to be punished."

"Punished?!?  What for?" she cried.

"You know very well what for.  For deceiving me, for altering people to fit your 
wishes.  Tell me, Jennifer.  Did Lee really fall in love with me, or were you 
just testing my loyalty?"

"What?  Tim, what's wrong with you?" she said while trying to probe my head.

"That won't do any good, Jennifer.  I won't let you alter my perception again."

"Tim, please...  Just let me look?  I think Joey might have done...."

"Joey most certainly did do something.  He cleared my mind of your commands and 
for the first time in a long time I can see things clearly again.  I didn't want 
to believe you could ever deceive me.  I don't know who you are any more, 
Jennifer.  You're not the person I fell in love with."

"Yes I am!  Tim!  Please believe me!  Joey's done something to you!  I'd 
never..."

"It all makes sense now.  The Timmitis, Lee's guilt and desire to find a real 
lover, your dad's new job, you constructed these things over a long period of 
time so I wouldn't realize you were..."

"No, Tim, NO!  PLLLLEEEE  EEE EASE!" she cried as she plastered herself against 
my chest and clung to my shirt.  "Please let me in your head!  You're..."

"You knew Joey was a threat.  His encryption kept you from altering him slowly, 
so you distracted him by having Suzi breakup with him, Tommy not letting the 
share link with him.  And then even that wasn't enough, so you out right 
attacked him..."

"Tim, look in my eyes!  Please?!?  Look in my eyes so you can see I'm not lying!  
You have to believe me.  I haven't done anything like what you're saying!  
Please!  I love you.  I LOVE YOU.  You have to believe ME!"

Her plea was reasonable, but more than that her desperate sincerity pulled at my 
heart and soul.  My emotions began tumbling back to me as I looked in her eyes, 
and I wanted to believe her.  Oh, how I wanted this to be all a 
misunderstanding!

But as I looked in her eyes, I felt the coin in my pocket surge with life and 
energy, and then suddenly I could see beyond her eyes, and what I saw there were 
lies.  Selfish undeniable deceitful lies.

For a moment I stood there feeling as if all time had stopped while this 
pressure deep within started building and building.  The anger inflicted into my 
psyche when Joey released his during our intended brainwashing fuck brought all 
of my own anger to focus before suddenly exploding inside my mind.

The noise I made...  It started out like a whine, but grew into a growl and then 
a monstrous roar.  Jennifer backed away from me just before I tried to hit her 
with all my might, and after I grabbed the recliner nearest to me and tried to 
slam it into her, she ran out of the room terrified of my mindless rage I was 
consumed with.

Instead of chasing her, however, I remained in that room and began stomping, 
kicking, ripping anything I could get my hands on apart, smashing everything 
that I could smash, and basically destroying everything in the room.

No one came near the room, in fact I recall noticing everyone in the school 
being outside like as in a fire drill as I tossed one of the refrigerator doors 
out the window and it hit someone's car.

Even after breaking everything into pieces and wearing myself out to the point I 
couldn't stand, I faintly recall pounding my fists into one side of the 
refrigerator until they bled, then trying to find something big enough to finish 
the job before passing out in the middle of the mess.

I woke up with bandages on my hands strapped into a hospital bed with my mother 
standing over me with a deeply worried expression on her face.  I had a lot of 
difficulty keeping my eyes open, and I later learned I was still tranquilized so 
my mother could check my state of mind without risking me passing my madness 
onto her somehow.

After I fell back to sleep, my mom and Dr. Cain went through my mind searching 
for what caused my explosion of violence, then allowed my tranquilizers to 
expire so I would wake up naturally.

I woke up sometime in the middle of the night, but because I was still strapped 
down and my mom had disabled my telepathy, I couldn't call anyone and ended up 
going back to sleep after a while.

I was wide awake when my mom and dad came in the room early the next morning, 
and the first words out of my mouth were, "Where's Jennifer?"

The looks on their faces made my heart beat double before I repeated my question 
with a higher degree of anxiety.  Their attempts to try and calm me down only 
made me that much more upset, but I finally grabbed a hold of myself and shut up 
long enough for my mom to attempt to change the subject on me.

"Mom, I swear to God if you don't just straight out tell me where she is, I'm 
going break these fucking bonds and go find her myself!"

After a hesitating a moment, my dad said, "She's gone, Tim."

"What do you mean, she's gone?"

"He means she's gone.  Jennifer, her sister, her father...  No one seems to know 
where they are.  Their things are gone from their home, no one has seen them 
since Mr. Higgs sent her home yesterday after your attack.  We've notified the 
police, but they said..."

I closed my eyes and stopped listening, not wanting to believe it and refused to 
let anything more in.  Jennifer leave me?  She wouldn't do that.  She just 
wouldn't.  No matter what I had done, she wouldn't have just ran away like that.

But she had.  After I was released from the hospital, I went straight to her 
house and found all their furniture still there, but nothing else.  Pictures, 
clothes, jewelry, and themselves were missing.  I still couldn't accept it.  I 
just couldn't.

After Dr. Cain went through my psyche with a fine tooth comb, she had me put the 
caps back on my anger which I should have done after what happened to Joey, then 
sent me home for a week for observation before allowing me to return to school.

When my mom finally released my telepathy, the first thing I did was reach out 
to find Jennifer's mind.  I spent several hours stretching myself as far as I 
could, then attempted to find her with a pulse so big my mom and dad were 
yelling at me for giving them monstrous headaches from all the "telepathic 
feedback" it caused. 

A day without Jennifer's loving touch wasn't bad, and two days was bearable, but 
then it turned into three days and that's when I went numb.  

Like a safety feature, my emotions shut off when I started to crack under the 
strain of the love of my life having left me.  I stayed in school and went 
through the routine of day to day life that week, but I wouldn't call it much of 
a life when you're just an emotionless robot like I was.

A week turned into two, and there was still no sign of Jennifer, Lee, their 
father, or Trip for that matter.  I felt no pain, but I also felt no joy.  No 
smile showed up on my face, no frown, and most importantly, no tears ran down my 
face.  I avoided any possible triggering of the emotional explosion I knew 
waited beneath the stone cold face I wore.

I kept myself busy after school and on the weekends by working on Midge.  I 
added lights for night time flying, then when I came across a mail order company 
selling kits and engines for helicopters and other hobbyist rotorcraft, I ended 
replacing Midge's engine and blades entirely after having them rush ship me the 
parts.

At school, distractions were constantly presenting themselves, mostly due to the 
fact that everyone knew that Jennifer had left me and I was now "available."  I 
was constantly plagued with girls following me, passing me notes, giving me 
looks which ranged from "Would you please fall in love with me?" to "Would you 
please fuck me?"  I simply wasn't interested in any of that.  

Joey woke up two days after I was released from the hospital, and after staying 
another three there, he went home and went back to school the next week.  Joey 
and Suzi were constantly trying to motivated me to let my emotions out, but 
thankfully Joey teaching Suzi everything he knew kept them both pretty busy.

You see, after the dust settled and Joey got out of the hospital, Joey came to 
me for a very large and personal favor.  He wanted to link with me for a long 
term kind of basis, but not because he wanted it for himself.  He wanted to then 
link with Suzi and effectively give her the same telepathic abilities which I 
share with him in the link.

I refused at first, telling him it would only corrupt Suzi like it had him.  His 
intentions were to provide her the means to see for herself how much he truly 
cared for her, and that at anytime she doubted it, she could just look inside 
his head, and even change whatever she wished if she desired to.  But after two 
days of seeing the pain and anguish on his face whenever I passed him in the 
halls or saw him in class, I reconsidered and went with him over to Suzi's that 
evening.  I didn't see why we both should have to be separated from our loves 
like that.

Suzi's dad was plainly distressed by us showing up on his doorstep and asking to 
see her.  Even her mother was feeling anxiety during our visit, mostly because 
of what Suzi had told them of Joey's recent enslavements and stuff.  If I hadn't 
been with him, Joey would have never gotten past the door, not that Suzi's dad 
trusted me any more than Joey at the time.  Mr. Aster simply was afraid of what 
I could do, and believed I would have changed his mind if he refused to let us 
see Suz.

In fact he believed I had done exactly that after we were inside, but Joey and I 
were already heading for Suzi's room where she was working on homework before he 
could try and stop us.

"Suz?" Joey said, knocking on her closed door.

"Go away, Joey," she said after recovering from the shock of him being at her 
door.  "I don't want to talk to you."

"Suz, let us in, please?" I said.  "We need to talk to you."

I watched her symbols spin about her mind a few moments, then they raised and 
came towards us, but stopped before reaching the door.

"What do you want?" she said a bit shakily.

"It's okay, Suz," Joey said with emotion.  "Really.  Please let us in."

"No, I don't think it would be a good idea," she said after several long moments 
of silence had passed.

"But..." Joey began to protest before I motioned him to be quiet, then I sat 
down next to the door and indicated for him to do the same.

"Suz, when we were in Joey's room at the hospital, you said you felt even 
smaller and less significant than ever before.  Because I was so upset with what 
I did and why Joey did what he did, I suppose I didn't see what you really meant 
by it.  But I do now, and I'm sorry for making you feel like that."

"Like what?" she said in an uncertain voice.

I could feel Joey focusing his attention on me for my response, which was, "For 
making you feel small and insignificant."

"What did you..." Joey began before Suzi cut him off by saying, "What makes you 
think you made me feel that way?"

"Remember when we were going to start bringing other people into our links and 
you said you'd rather not participate in those links, just the private three 
ways?  Ever since then, Joey and I took that to mean you weren't interested in 
the nuts and bolts of what we did with our abilities.  After a while I believe 
we accepted your disinterest to mean you simply didn't understand it in the 
first place, and that lead to you feeling left out."

"When did I every say I felt left out?" Suzi argued.

"You told me Joey and I had never tried to show you anything because you 
couldn't understand or you didn't know what it's like.  You were tired of being 
the helpless and dumb mute around us.  Well Joey has convinced me it doesn't 
have to be that way any longer."

"What do you mean?"

I looked at Joey, so he said, "Tim's agreed to let me link with him so I can 
link with you too.  You'd have all the abilities I have while I'm linked to a 
telepath, and then I'd teach you everything I know, give you access to every 
part of my mind, let you change anything you wa..."

"What makes you think I want any of that now?!?" Suzi yelled in an exasperated 
voice.

"Because you love him, and you want to be able to trust him again.  Can you 
think of anything else which wouldn't leave you wondering if he just wasn't 
lying to you?"

"Please Suz?  I don't want to..." Joey said before putting his face in his hands 
and taking a deep breath to keep from crying.

"What?" Suzi demanded.  "Finish what you were going to..."

"I don't want to live without you!" Joey exclaimed in a desperate voice.  "It's 
like everything...  my life...  my dreams...  my desires...  EVERYTHING!!" he 
screamed before sobbing uncontrollably a few moments.

"Everything just doesn't matter without you," he said in a very small voice in 
between his sobby breaths. 

Suzi's door opened slowly, then she stood in the doorway, holding onto the door 
as if she was afraid we'd rush her at any moment.  Her cheeks were wet, and 
after Joey slowly crawled over to her feet, a few more tears ran down them as he 
gently embraced her left leg and began sobbing against it.

I was as surprised as Joey when she suddenly took a hold of his hair and pulled 
his face away from her skin.  As his tears changed from sorrow to pain, Joey let 
go and struggled to rise to his feet as her tugs implied, then nearly fell over 
when she let go and slapped him in the face really hard.

"That was for deceiving me, for making me wish I had never known you, and 
basically turning my life into another living hell.  If you really mean what you 
said, about letting me in your head and changing you into whatever want, then 
let Timmy form a three way so I can make sure you're not leaving anything out."

"I...  Okay, I will, but...  It's not that easy any more, Suz.  I've been doing 
things to my mind to try and make it impossible for anyone to alter me or read 
my thoughts without my permission.  I need to undo some things...  Please 
believe me?"

She studied his earnest looking face, then just as her face showed her anger, 
she slapped him again, sounding harder than the first.

But then she sighed, and said, "I'm sorry, Joey..  I shouldn't have done that.  
I've just been so...  Angry at you lately that it's hard to..."

"I know, Suz," Joey said looking at me while rubbing the red spot on his cheek.  
"I know how it feels, believe me.  If it helps, you can slap me as much as you 
want."

To his surprise, she immediately slapped him again, but this time it was more 
like a love tap than an angry strike.

Suzi went out to tell her parents what was going on while Joey laid down on her 
bed to undo his security patches to his mind.  I sat down at Suzi's desk and 
became absorbed in checking her math assignment for mistakes while Joey's mind 
buzzed with activity, both of us ignoring the argument going on out in the 
kitchen at the time.

Joey didn't notice when Jason came home and entered the argument. At first he 
sided with their parents, but then changed his mind and launched his own 
bombshell by admitting he had been a slave himself at times while going to 
Central State and it having not been all that bad of an experience.

At that point I decided they were all getting too emotional to make any rational 
decisions, so I walked out to the kitchen and waited until Frank noticed me, his 
eyes drawing everyone's else's attention to me and they all eventually shut up.

"I once believed that my abilities would corrupt me into a monster, and I would 
lose Suzi, Joey, my mom, my friends...  When I met my dad, he was exactly the 
kind of person who I feared I'd become, and I hated him for tempting me with his 
corrupted way of life.

"But my mom and I have helped him change, and I don't see him as the monster I 
once did.  I don't pretend to make it sound like what he does is okay, but 
compared to others I have met or have heard of, my dad just isn't the evil 
person I took him for.

"Suzi is one of the most compassionate and caring individuals I have ever met.  
She works very hard in the student council to make this year as enjoyable as 
possible for everyone, and she does that because..  Well, that's just the way 
she is.  Yes, these powers produce the greatest temptations imaginable, and yes 
I believe Suzi will eventually use them in ways which would most likely upset 
you.  

"But I know Suzi is incapable of being cruel or heartless, and if there is 
anyone who can help Joey resist the temptations, Suzi is the one to do that.  In 
any case, Suzi's heart will keep her from doing what isn't right.  I've always 
trusted that about her, and I've relied on it on a number of occasions.  I have 
faith in her, and I think you should too."

"Well I do," Jason said, putting his bulging arms around her from behind and 
giving her a gentle squeeze.

Frank and Betty were both searching their feelings, Franks eyes looking distant 
while Betty's flickered from Suzi's and Jason's faces, once in a while glancing 
at me.  Then Frank finally focused his eyes on Suzi, and moments later he and 
Betty glanced at each other, seeing they both were feeling the same thing.

"Well...  I guess that means you'll be going to Central State, won't you," Frank 
sighed, sitting down in a chair with a defeated sigh.

"Uhm, me too," Jason said, giving Suzi another squeeze.  "I mean, I'd be nuts if 
I didn't with my little sister running the place."

"Oh?" Suzi said with a wicked grin.  "What makes you think I'll cut you any 
slack?  Most girls would love to make their brother wait on them hand and foot."

"You wouldn't do that, would you?" Jason asked.

"Careful, Jason.  This is Suzi you're talking about," Betty said.

"Shit.  You're right," he said, letting her go with an anxious expression.  But 
then he looked at me and said, "Uhm, hey Tim..."

"Sorry Jason.  I'm not going to Central State next year.  I can't help you."

This seemed to disturb everyone a little, but no one said anything even though I 
knew Suzi would later on.

"Hey," Joey said, walking in.  "Why wasn't I invited to the party?"

"Are you done?" Suzi immediately snapped at him.

"Uhm, yeah," Joey said rather meekly.

"Well?  Just don't stand there!  Form that link thing with Tim and let’s get on 
with it," Suzi commanded.

I followed Joey and Suzi out, barely catching Frank saying, "I think everything 
will be all right.  She's already got Joey under her spell, doesn't she?"

"He's not the only one," Betty said.  "Is he Tim?"

"No, I suppose he isn't," I thought back to them.  "We're all under her spell in 
some form or another.  Even me."

"Even me," I repeated softly as Joey formed the share link as he and Suzi sat 
down on her bed, staring into each other's eyes...

I left without a word, having sensed the strain on my emotional block from 
seeing the same look in their eyes as when Jennifer and I had felt our love 
pulling each other in.

For the next several weeks, everyone around me kept trying to get some kind of 
emotional response from me, and even though I knew very well I could easily fool 
them by acting like I had, I didn't see what the point to deceiving them would 
be.  

Two weeks before the prom, my new car came in.  I spent the entire day driving 
around in it, having this overwhelming hope that Jennifer would somehow see me 
in it and show herself.  She never did.

As the prom drew closer, my locker and car were constantly being decorated by 
girls hoping my own trick would work on me and I'd ask them to the prom.  Joey 
and Suzi convinced me I had to go, so I decided it would be best if I went 
without a date and just dance with different girls all night.  

I wore an all black tux, no white whatsoever, even my jockey shorts were black.  
I entered the ballroom of the hotel it was being held in and found myself being 
surrounded by girls all wanting to dance the first dance with me.

"Tim," I heard Suzi say from the far right.

"Excuse me ladies," I said, following my lock on her mind over to her and Joey.

"Shit, Tim.  Maybe you should have them all draw numbers or something," Joey 
said amused.

"I was thinking they could just form a line and wait their turn, but they all 
seem to want to go first."

"If I hadn't promised Joey the first dance..." Suzi began.

"No, that okay Suz," I said.  "I'll just sit the first one out then see who 
still wants to dance."

"Hey," Joey said in a gentle voice.  "If you feel anything about to break..."

"You both will be the first to know, believe me.  Excuse me.  Brad wants me."

I went over to Brad and his date Gloria Harr who he had been working on getting 
her to go out with him ever since we first saw her in the hall that faithful day 
I met Jennifer.  Gloria's eyes took a serious interest in me as I approached, 
then pulled her luscious body away from Brads to formally say, "Hello."

"Hi," I simply said without emotion.

"Hey man, Gloria here wants to know if you would save her a dance later.  It's 
cool with me, you know."

"I'll try to fit you in since you're Brad's date.  I take it you got a room for 
after the prom?" I asked.

Gloria started turning red, but Brad wasn't phased in the slightest, mostly 
since he had been talking about it at lunch for the past few days on whether or 
not to get one.

"Yeah, I got one.  We've already checked it out, didn't we?"

"Uhm, yeah," Gloria said annoyed.  "Look you want to dance, or talk all night?" 
she said, pulling him towards the dance floor.

"Later, man," Brad said, giving me an evil grin before pinching Gloria's ass and 
making her jump.

"Later, Brad," I said emotionless.

After the first dance ended, I started dancing with any girl who came up and 
asked, finding the differences in their approaches and suggestions entertaining.  
Some simply wanted to dance with me to say they danced with me, others wanted to 
dance with me hoping it would be a slow song so they could snuggle up to me.  
Three or four tried to lure me into meeting them somewhere after the dance, but 
unlike last time, all my emotions were off, including the sexual kind. 

I did make an exception with Rachael, however.  During our slow dance, she 
whispered in my ear, "How about one last fuck between old friends after the last 
dance?"

I paused a moment to look to see if she was serious, then said, "Where?"

"A few of us girls got a room just upstairs.  We haven't told our dates just 
incase you might... be interested?"

"I suppose that would be okay.  I don't really have any plans made for after the 
dance."

She tried to french me on the spot, but I acted as cold as a corpse so it ended 
as quick as it began, and then the song ended.

"I'll see you later then?" she said a bit confused by my reaction to her kiss.

I simply nodded and sent an invisible finger up her crack which made her spin 
around to see who did it, then smiled at me as she left.

I was kept busy dancing, and despite the lack of emotions, I had a pretty good 
time dancing with a different girl every song.

I sat one song out to rest and get another refreshment, then after nodding to my 
next chosen partner and waiting for the song to end, one of the parents running 
the prom came on and said, "Good evening Seniors!  The ballots for king and 
queen have been tallied, but before we announce them we want to remind you 
all..." 

I became very aware of all the eyes suddenly focused on me, and I felt a moment 
of modesty that triggered a partial blush.

"Please don't let it be me," I muttered softly as another parent got on to go 
through his little speech of safety first.

Tonya Kline, the girl who I would have been dancing with next, had heard my 
muttering and threw me a questioning look which I ignored.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Brad glancing at me, and then I felt Joey 
doing the same thing a moment later from behind me somewhere.  I had this desire 
to leave before they could announce it, mostly because I suddenly didn't want to 
dance with anybody but... her.

"Timothy Brandton!" I heard them exclaim.

After the hoots, hollers, and clapping died down, the lady who announced my name 
said, "Come on Tim.  Don't you want to say something?"

I calmly walked up to the stage and stepped in front of the mic and gazed out 
onto the crowd of people whom for the most part I knew from one class or 
another.  I quickly drew a blank as to what to say, but then I felt Joey's mind 
touch mine and say, "It's been a great year?"

"Uhm, thanks.  I uhm...  It's been a great year?"

I didn't understand what was so funny, since I thought it was very appropriate 
for the circumstances.  I looked at Joey who had joined in the group laugh, and 
all he could do was shrug and grin.

"And now, His majesty's Queen is..." she said before purposely dropping the 
envelope with the name in it for the suspense value, then was so surprised at 
the sudden silence as she stood up, she paused to look around.

"Oh, uh, the Queen is...  Oh, isn't that nice.  Madam President is now Queen 
Suzi Aster!"

"ME!" I heard Suzi exclaim as the room was filled with a mixture of 
congratulations and curses.

"I didn't do it!" Joey exclaimed after Suzi slapped his upper arm.

I could see Suzi was about to argue with him, so I moved back over to the mic 
and said, "Uhm, Suz?  I think they would like you to say something.  Up here I 
mean."

I watched her demonstrating her telepathic skills by cleared a path to the 
stage, then stomped her way up the steps with a look of annoyance before her own 
modesty kicked in and suddenly became a little stage shy.

She walked up to the mic, then opened her mouth but found she too didn't know 
what to say.  As they put the crown on her head, she looked over at me for help, 
so I whispered the first thing that came to my mind.

"Its been a great year?"

She rolled her eyes, then remembered some of the lines she and LeAnne had come 
up with for her acceptance speech for class president.

But then she looked out on the crowd and found she did know what she wanted to 
say, and it wasn't rehearsed at all.

"I want to thank everyone.  Not just for this, but for... for being there when 
we needed you.  We as in Joey, Tim and I.  We would have never made it without 
friends like you.  You're all the best...  And uhm...  Class of 89 RULES!"

After the deafening roar from that last bit, the lady running the show tried to 
calm them down, then said, "And now the King and Queen will lead everyone in the 
next dance."

"Well, I guess this is our dance, huh Timmy?" Suzi said as we got down to the 
dance floor.  

"I was sort of saving the last one for you, but this is pretty good too."

As we moved into position, I looked over and saw Joey's smiling face, then 
surprised myself by giving him one of my own.

"I saw that," Suzi said with a grin when I turned my head back to her.

My smile vanished as the music began, and Suzi said with concern, "Are you 
okay?"

"I know this song.  It's one of...  our songs."  

I mouthed the first line as it was sung, and found Suzi pulling me to her and 
starting to dance as it went on.

   We're the King and Queen of Hearts
   Call me when the music starts
   All my dreams come true
   When I dance with you

   Promise me you're mine tonight
   I won't wait in line tonight
   While the lights are low
   I'll never let you go

   In that dream we'd dance forever
   In a wish we made together
   On a night that I prayed would never end

   No it's not my imagination
   Or a part of the orchestration
   Love was here
   And the combination...
   I'm the King, You're the Queen of hearts

As I felt my emotions trying to return, I tightened my hold around Suzi and 
buried my face in her shoulder trying to find the safe warm place I wanted to 
hide in.  But as the instrumental section of the song ended and the singing 
began again, I could only hold on and hope to make it through to the end without 
falling apart.

   Time will pass and tears will fall
   But someday we'll both recall
   Moments made of these
   Gold memories

   In that dream we'd dance forever
   In a wish we made together
   On a night that I prayed would never end

   No it's not my imagination
   Or a part of the orchestration
   Love was here
   And the combination...
   I'm the King, You're the Queen of hearts
   
As the music ended, I stayed clutching her almost afraid to let go as the storm 
of emotion started to dissipate.

I didn't notice they hadn't put another song, for I was concentrating pretty 
hard on just keeping it together until Joey put his hand on my back and said, 
"Tim?  You okay?"

I raised my head enough to look at them and nod, then straightened up when I 
found myself still in one piece, took a shaky breath in and said, "Thanks Suz.  
I..."

Behind them and all around us, almost everyone was watching us, even the parents 
on stage and the DJ.  As I took this in, I saw several girls wiping their eyes 
and noses, a few desperately trying to fix their eyeliner that had ran.

"I'm sorry.  Please go back to dancing.  I'm okay now.  Really."

As the DJ scrambled to find a song he hadn't already played, Suzi put an arm 
behind me just before Joey did the same on the other side of me, and I let them 
guide me through the mumbling crowd towards the chairs to sit down.

Just before we reached it, the DJ started a new song that cut right through me 
like a knife.

   Maybe it's too late, but this feelin' is runnin' through my soul
   I think I learned what love is, but I'm afraid I let it go.
   Maybe it's too late, maybe you've already changed your mind,
   Turned lovin' into leavin', and....

The DJ stopped the song from the crowd's bad reaction, and even though I had 
heard it many times before, I suddenly wanted to hear it and listen to its words 
like it was the very first time.

"NO!  Play it!" I shouted over the crowd's noise.  

"Tim, I don't think that would..."  Suzi said, trying to turn me around and make 
me sit down.

"QUIET!  I said, Play IT!" I commanded the crowd and the DJ respectively.

   Maybe it's too late, but this feelin' is runnin' through my soul
   I think I learned what love is, but I'm afraid I let it go.
   Maybe it's too late, maybe you've already changed your mind,
   Turned lovin' into leavin', and I'm on the outside.

   You can take these words to bed with you, and hold on to them at night,
   they can erase the emptiness, and make everything alright.
   But your laughter and your tenderness, will never disappear,
   No matter where you are tonight, a part of you is Here with me.

   Here with me.
   I don't know where you are
   All I know is I need you to be
   Here with me
   I know it's not too late
   to turn around and get it straight,
   It's my fate to have you here with me

   I can hear your voice, promising your love will never die
   I can feel your golden skin on mine, beneath the desert sky
   So how can it be true, how can you just turn and let me go?
   Let the story of your life with mine, forever go untold

   I can take these words to bed with me, and hold on to them at night,
   They can erase the emptiness, and make everything alright.
   Cause your laughter and your tenderness, will never disappear
   No matter where you are tonight, a part of you is here with me.

   Here with me.
   I don't know where you are
   All I know is I need you to be
   Here with me
   I know it's not too late...

"It is too late," I said as I stopped listening to the song.  "It is, isn't it?" 
I asked Suzi.  "She's gone, and..."

My emotional damn burst at that point, the flood of guilt and sorrow started 
flowing out of me, and both Joey and Suzi knew it wasn't about to stop until it 
was depleted.  Somehow they managed to get me down to one of our limos and 
blanket the crowd to forget what happened after the king and queen dance so it 
wouldn't spoil everyone else's evening. 

They took turns holding me, giving me kisses on the cheek or back of the head as 
I wept, rubbing my chest and saying soft comforting things in between my crying 
spells.

When we arrived at my home, they helped me inside, then as Suzi had me drink 
some orange juice from the fridge to replenish my supply of tears, Joey called 
my mom and told her what happened, and also not to worry because...

"Suzi and I will take care of him tonight."

Those words comforted me a little, but quickly lost their significance when I 
realized orange juice was Jennifer's favorite juice, and that's why I had so 
much of it...

Joey ended up carrying me to my room, but after he put me down on my bed, Suzi 
said, "I'm going to start the tub filling.  Get him undressed then bring him in 
to me so I can bathe him while you take a shower.  Don't give me that look.  
You're my love slave, remember?"

"Yes, dear," Joey said submittingly.

"But I don't want to take a bath..." I mumbled out.

"Don't argue with me," Suzi said in a parental voice as she walked into the 
bathroom.

"You heard the lady," Joey said with a touch of humor.  "Help me get your 
clothes off."

"But I don't want..." I insisted weakly as I lifted my butt off the bed so he 
could pull off my black slacks.

I gave up, for a part of me wanted to be babied by them like that.  I laid there 
passively as Joey unbuttoned my shirt, but sat up on my own so he could pull it 
off by the sleeves from behind me, then didn't resist his arms wrapping around 
me tenderly for a gentle hug.

"I'm waiting," Suzi called from the bathroom.

Joey sighed, then gave me a peck on the neck before letting go, crawling off the 
bed, and taking my shorts and socks off.

When I got up to walk into the bathroom, Joey picked me up, so I just clung to 
his neck as he carried me and gently set me down in the quarter filled jet bath.  
He watched Suzi begin lathering up my chest before she gave him an annoyed look 
that sent him scrambling towards the shower and pulling his slacks off at the 
same time.

The time that Jennifer and I talked about showering together came back the 
instant Joey turned the water on, and I began to weep again while Suzi patiently 
washed my body gently, yet kept a firm attitude about making me move so she 
could wash my back and back side, and finally having me rinse by submerging 
under the water.

"Would you like to wash me now?" she asked in a gentle voice when I was properly 
rinsed of.

I felt like it would be nice, so I nodded and took the cloth when she offered it 
to me.  I did her face first, then had the impulse to kiss her on the nose after 
soaping her face up and her eyes were closed tight.  Immediately after kissing 
her on the soapy nose, I became very aware of our feelings for each other, and 
after she finished rinsing her face off, I kissed her on the lips which she 
accepted without resistance, and let it end when I pulled away.

I proceeded to wash my way down her body, but only got as far as her waist 
before losing my motivation and having another round of dry crying while she 
finished herself up.

Just as I was regaining my senses, I felt Joey's strong hands carefully taking 
hold under my arms and lifting me out of the water, then found Suzi wrapping a 
towel around me as he set me down on my own two feet.  He helped her dry me off, 
then with a signal from Suzi, he picked me up and carried me to my bed where 
Suzi was already pulling the covers back and then helped me get in.

"I don't know what I'd do without you two," I managed to say as I laid down on 
my back.  "I love you..."

I did my best to make some fresh tears before giving it up and relaxing to the 
feel of their bodies on either side of me, Joey rubbing my chest while Suzi 
stroked my cheek or my hair, once in a while one of them giving me a peck on the 
face or shoulder.

Suzi turned my head to face hers, then after a testing kiss to my upper lip, she 
gave me a real one which I responded in turn.  Feeling this need to express my 
love in a sensual and physical manner growing inside of me, I rolled onto my 
side and moved my arms to embrace her in them.

As our tongues slipped into each other's mouths for their own prom dance, I felt 
Joey moving behind me and his lips attaching themselves to my neck to do their 
own little step.  The old familiar sensations of their sensual and loving kisses 
triggered a longing for the comfort and security I had felt from our three way 
relationship.  It was like remembering an old friend and finding him just as 
friendly and fun to be with as he had been, which I guess was exactly what was 
happening to me.

My most cherished dance from my prom will be the dance the three of us recovered 
from our past and performed it without any real problems, although when Joey's 
cock entered my ass, I did wince from the sharp burning pain.  But my rose 
stretched to its old size fairly quickly, and all three of us enjoyed Joey's 
pounding of my ass from the three way Joey had formed.

After our orgasm, I fell asleep exhausted from all the crying as much as the 
lovemaking we had had.  I woke up a few times, feeling the grief and guilt as 
strong as ever, but I didn't cry because they were there, sleeping on each side 
of me, my first loves, and my oldest loves, forever to be there for me.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Tim, the Teenage MC
By Rass Senip
Chapter XIX:  12th Grade, Spring 1989
Part 5 - Just the Three of Us
(mf)

With only three weeks of school left before our graduation, Joey and Suzi made 
all sorts of plans for the three of us to do together, and while I didn't really 
care to do any of it, I didn't have it in me to object.

In fact, I didn't have it in me to object to anything anyone wanted to do.  I 
excused Brad and Gloria I don't know how many times from their classes so they 
could go off and spend time together, they having decided they were perfect for 
each other after Brad asked her if she would like to tie him up that night after 
the prom.

I broke in my back seat by making it up to Rachael for skipping out on our fuck 
after prom, but after I fucked her ass and she left with a smile on her face, I 
cried for having done it in the car Jennifer helped me pick out.

I became very dependant on letting my feelings out with Suzi, less so with Joey.  
Oh, Joey and I had our moments, and once he ended up holding me in his arms as I 
cried.  But I only went to him if Suzi wasn't around which she seemed to make a 
point of not letting happen too much.

A week after the prom, Suzi stayed with me the whole day while Joey was with his 
mom and dad shopping for a new house in Kenton County.  We watched Saturday 
morning cartoons all morning, then Suzi talked me into going shopping with her. 
We both got some new summer clothes, something I actually was needing at the 
time.

We got back to the south mansion around five, and after putting some lasagna in 
the oven for dinner, we went swimming together, in the nude of course.

Well, I say we went swimming, but I did very little spontaneous swimming myself.  
In fact if Suzi hadn't been constantly asking me to do something, I would have 
been sitting in the shallow end probably watching her the whole time.

But instead, I dived the dives she asked me to do, I went down the slide with 
her when she wanted me to, and I even raced her once, but she gave up on trying 
that again when she beat me without really trying.

So by the time the lasagna was ready to come out of the oven, you could say we 
were pretty much all swimmed out.  

I had put my jockey shorts back on after getting out of the pool, but I didn't 
think anything of it when Suzi remained nude.  She tried very hard to keep some 
sort of dialog going as we ate, but since my appetite hadn't returned, I only 
ate a couple of bites before getting up from the table and started cleaning up 
the kitchen for the night.

Suzi came into the kitchen after finishing her meal and helped me clean up in 
silence, but once we were finished, she said, "Timmy, am I depressing you?"

"Huh?  No Suzi.  I think if it wasn't for you and Joey, I'd probably have gone 
off the deep end by now." 

"So you don't want me to leave?"

"No... I'm sorry, Suz.  I guess I haven't been too good of company.  If you want 
to go home or something..."

"No, I want to be here with you.  I just can't read you very well anymore.  Just 
whenever you don't want me to stay, tell me and I can go."

We had been walking to the elevator to go up to the study, but after a few 
moments of thought, I hugged her from behind and stopped us to say, "But I want 
you to stay.  More than anything."

She turned her head and gave me a kiss on the lips as best as she could from 
that angle, then after I loosened my hold on her, she turned herself around and 
reapplied her lips against mine and started to lick.

My eyes closed and my arms pulled her tight as she licked the insides of my 
mouth, then she withdrew and said, "I won't do anything you don't want us to 
do."

Opening my eyes and staring down into hers brought back so many familiar 
feelings and thoughts that it only seemed natural to pick her up and carry her 
to my room.  But before we reached my bed, I realized didn't want to fuck her 
like that.

"Suz?  Let's do something we've never done before.  I don't want to just fuck 
and suck like we have in the past.  I need to do something new."

"Like what?" she said, trying to calm her own desires down.

"Maybe go outside and run around until we drop, then make love wherever we 
fall?"

"Its raining and it's not very warm out there," she said hesitantly.

"You're right..." I sighed, putting her down on her own two feet.

I sat down on the edge of the bed with another sigh, then after a few moments of 
thinking without coming up with anything, I laid back, closed my eyes and fought 
my desire to cry.

"Why?" I suddenly said out loud.

"Why what?" Suzi said softly as she crawled up beside me.

"Why did she deceive me?  And then why did she just disappear like that?  Not 
once did I feel anything from her but...  <sigh>  But then maybe she never even 
loved me."

"You know she did, so stop thinking like that," Suzi said sternly.

"Then why did she leave me?  How could she?  I know I scared her when I blew up 
like that, but...  Why, Suzi?  Why?"

I felt Suzi's tears fall on my arm as she leaned over me to say, "I don't know 
Timmy.  Maybe she just needed some space like Joey and I did for a while."

"No, it can't be that," I said with certainty.  "We knew that might happen and 
agreed we would just tell the other...  Oh my God, Suzi.  What if she's done 
something to someone and she's afraid what I'd do if I found out?"

"I guess that's possible.  But who?"

I opened my eyes as a shiver passed through me, and then I stared at her afraid 
to even speak.

"Me?!?" Suzi said in surprise.  But then she shook her head and said, "No, 
Timmy.  Joey would have found it by now.  We've been in each other's heads so 
much I sometimes get confused who's who."

I relaxed as that sank in, then I sighed and said, "You're right.  But who else 
could it be that I would get so upset of her tinkering with?"

"Brad?  Or Sandi?"

"No...  I wouldn't have been all that upset if she had done something to them.  
I mean, they're pretty messed up anyways, thanks to me."

"Now you're not being fair to them or yourself."

"Perhaps."

"What about your mom or dad?"

"No...  Suz, you and Joey are the only people I wouldn't have tolerated her 
messing with like that.  She always considered you two to be a threat to our 
relationship, and that's the only reason I can believe she might’ve harmed 
someone.  Anyone else that she might have messed with would have been only to 
help them become better people or something.  She wouldn't have run away for 
doing something like that."

"Well then I doubt you'll know why she left until she comes back and tells you," 
Suzi said softly.

"Yeah," I said sadly, then brightened up and said, "Hey, you're right.  She 
can't stay away forever.  And I just remembered...  She took her coin with her!"

"So?" she said confused.  "Will that help you find her?

I sat up with just little sparkle in my eye and said, "Not exactly.  It's like a 
string tying us together.  I gave that to her when I asked her to marry me."

"You did?" Suzi said surprised.

"Yeah, and if she took it with her, then maybe that means...  or... or maybe 
not," I said as all my hopes fell to the floor as I realized it was much more 
than an engagement present.  She might just not been able to go without it 
because of what it really was and could do.

I laid back down and didn't say anything else, and Suzi didn't either as she 
rubbed my tummy a while before snuggling up against me and letting out a 
peaceful sigh.

I looked over at her and watched her lay there with her eyes closed, then smiled 
at her when she opened them and caught me staring at her.

"Thanks, Suzi.  For staying, I mean."

She raised her head off my shoulder and said tenderly, "I stayed because I love 
you, Timmy.  I don't want to leave you alone unless I know you're happy again."

I smiled even wider, then rubbed my nose against hers before reaching over and 
pulling her on top of me and initiating a loving kiss.

Once both our engines were running, I rolled us over and slipped off my jockey's 
to release my stiff pole, then laid back down on top of her, teasing her by only 
laying it across her cunt instead of entering her wet hole.

Her expression was almost comical from the way she went from desperation to 
satisfaction when she thought I finally was slipping it into her.  I teased her 
for probably a good five minutes like that before getting my fill of it.  
Actually, I didn't have any choice.  Suzi gave me this look as she dug her nails 
into my back and said in a demonic voice, "Fuck me, damn you!"

"Shit," was all I could say before feeling her claws start to go in deeper, so I 
moved forward a bit to let my cock sink into her, then found us both shivering 
from delight as she moaned a heavenly moan.

When I was all the way in, I paused to make sure she was okay, and I smiled when 
she looked at me with an apologetic expression as she rubbed the dents in my 
skin her nails had made.  Her own smile made me kiss her tenderly at first, but 
as her cunt's warmth and wetness drew my arousal out even more, the kiss became 
more passionate until I broke it to start a slow humping.

Suzi became rather passive except for the approving moans she knew I loved and 
running her hands down my chest once in a while to feel my sweat as I labored to 
get us both off.  It was a new side to Suzi I hadn't really seen before.  Her 
eyes seemed a little unfocused, and her mouth couldn't stay closed.  Yet it 
never once felt like it wasn't Suzi, especially when she gripped my nipples as 
she came before I could.  That definitely was the Suzi I knew.

Not that she ever had grabbed my nipples like that.  But it wasn't unusual for 
her to grab 'ya when she came, and her hands were just starting another pass 
down my chest when her orgasm peaked, and my nips were the closest things to 
handles she had.  

I swear she dislocated my nipples from the rest of me.  I mean I felt a pop in 
both breasts just before losing myself in the intense pain/pleasure which 
followed.  Without realizing it, I thrusted into her deep and came, making a God 
awful moan that startled her enough to let go.

It took Suzi a few moments to see I wasn't seriously hurt, then suddenly gasped 
as she realized my cock's head was pushing up against the bottom of her front 
door.

Just as all the tension in my body faded from my release, Suzi started trying to 
hump from beneath me and knocked my chin silly with her head when I sank down to 
relax.

"Ouch!  Suz, stop.  I came already," I said as I got off her.

"Ohhhh!" she said with disappointment as she rubbed her head.  "You were in so 
deep too!"

"I was, wasn't I," I said, thinking out loud.  "Huh.  You think I got longer 
while I was dead?"

She giggled slightly before saying, "Well, either that or... No, you definitely 
got longer."

I moved on top of her again and let my semi hard cock slip inside her before 
sliding down a little to exchange a few loving kisses.

I rolled us over so I was on bottom, then said, "So has Joey... grown at all 
too?"

She grinned before exchanging some more spit with me, then said, "You tell me.  
He fucked you last."

"Shit," I said as my rose tingled as if to remind me.  "It felt like it was five 
times as large, but I know it wasn't."

She wiggled her crotch a bit, causing my cock to perk up a little inside her, 
then said, "After he brought you back from Mexico, I thought he was a little, 
but I hadn't fucked anyone since you and Eric...  Do you remember that?  It was 
that day I brought Brandon over and you let us have a two way?"

"Yes, I remember," I said softly, recalling how torn up I had been before 
accepting it, but then realized Eric's love was all I needed at the time.

Suzi also was thinking back to that time, and after a few moments she said, "I 
lied to you back then, but you didn't know it, did you?"

"Huh?  I guess not.  What about?"

"Right before I left I told you I didn't want to fall in love with you again."

"You didn't say it like that, Suz.  I could feel you wanted to, uhm, fall in 
love with me again, but you were afraid of letting it happen.  You never 
actually spoke a mistruth.  Wait... You were trying to tell me this in the limo 
on the way home from the airport too.  Why are you feeling so guilty about what 
you said?"

"I don't know, Timmy.  I guess because I regretted it when Brandon and I started 
having problems, and then you died..." she said getting emotional.

She laid her head down on my shoulder, so I stroked her soft body while 
listening to her sniff a few times then sigh.

I couldn't help but grin to myself before saying, "So I guess we'll never know 
for sure if Joey's any bigger than he was, huh?"

She snickered into my shoulder, then gave it a little kiss before getting up on 
her elbows and saying to my face, "Joey's just bigger all over, but you grew 
just in the right places."

She slowly raised her crotch up while squeezing her cunt muscles as tight as she 
could, and then I shuddered all over when my cock finally fell out.

As my cock finished standing up on its own, she lowered herself back down onto 
it, then repeated it a few times before her muscles tired out.  Without needing 
to ask, I rolled us over and started fucking her like mad, but then slowed down 
after a minute realizing we wouldn't have that many chances of just the two of 
us making love.

She groaned when I paused a moment, but accepted my kiss never the less, and 
then she said the second most beautiful three words I know...

"Fuck my ass."

"Grrrrr," I said with eagerness.  "Man.  I'm not used to you talking dirty like 
that."

"You don't like it?" she said as I got off.

"Just the opposite," I said getting off the bed as she rolled over to the edge.

"Good.  Then fuck my ass, Timmy.  Fuck my shit hoLE!" she cried as I slipped my 
little finger in.

"MMMmmm...  Yeah, that's nice," she said after a few grunts.

"How does Joey usually loosen you up?" said as I contemplated a dirtier thought.

Suzi looked between her breasts and legs at my cock waving in the air behind 
her, then said, "Depends if we're in the shower or not."

"The shower?" I said, instantly conjuring up all sorts of possibilities.

"Uh huh.  He'll clean me up really good then..."

"Damn," I said, seeing Joey had beaten me to it.  "He munches your ass?"

I could just feel her blushing and smiling before saying, "After he told me what 
you two did at college, we couldn't resist."

She gasped as I switched to my index finger, then moments later groaned as she 
opened up and swallowed the other finger I was trying to work in.  So I lined my 
self up, plowed my cock into her pussy, then pulled my fingers out of her ass 
while pressing my cock up against the closing hole left behind.

Shit, I had never glided into an ass that easily before, but I didn't let that 
fact spoil our fun in any way.  I did a few slow pumps to make sure she wasn't 
having any serious discomforts, then started working myself up in speed while 
watching my cock slide in and out of her small but sexy ass.

Suzi startled me when she suddenly got up off her hands to be upright on her 
knees, but I had enough sense to slow down so I wouldn't knock her back down.  I 
wrapped my arms around her and frenched her passionately before she pulled away 
and said huskily, "Fuck me both ways like only you know how." 

I couldn't help but put on a nasty grin as I formed the invisible cock at her 
front door, then after she laid down on her back with her ass hanging over the 
edge of the bed, I reentered her ass with a full thrust, then did the same thing 
with my virtual prick.

Suzi's expression contorted to many lovely and unique expression of physical 
lust and pleasure, and I think I liked watching them as much as feeling her ass 
throbbing and jumping as I pounded her ass with great haste.

I blocked my orgasm off after her first cry of release came, then brought her up 
to four more before letting myself explode inside her and collapsing next to her 
on the bed.

After I caught my breath and looked over at Suzi, I was surprised to find her 
with her legs spread open and gently fingering her ass.

"Did I hurt you?" I said with concern.

"No, I just...  I didn't want to get up and run to the bathroom right away, 
that's all," she said with an amused smile.

I grunted my understanding, then as she started to get up, I got this really 
dirty idea and stopped her.

"You're not serious," she said as I slipped off the bed and moved her legs up to 
expose her seeping rose.

I got a case of nerves as moved my head down to her shit hole, and after making 
the mistake of breathing on her rose and taking a breath in through my nose, I 
was seriously having trouble going through with it.

"Timmy...  Please don't.  I didn't wash," she said sound more nervous than I 
felt.

"Okay," I said after a moment.  "I can feel you're not comfortable about it."

But before I stood back up, I frowned with determination and licked her rose 
just once, then nearly got run over after Suzi made a wet fart and she went 
running to the bathroom.

I followed her to the bathroom to use some mouth wash, then started the shower 
to wash myself off before catching Suzi's cat like grin.

"What?" I said with an uncertain smile.

"Oh nothing..." she said in her teasing voice.  "I just wonder what Joey's going 
make of this when he gets back and watches the replay in my head, that's all."

"Shit," I groaned.  "But to tell you the truth, Suz, I was about to chicken out 
when you stopped me.  I don't know why I went ahead and licked you anyway."

"I do," she said standing up and wiping her butt.  "You couldn't stand the 
thought of Joey having done something with me that you haven't."

"No, that's..." I said before she gave me one of those, "Don't even try to deny 
it" looks.  All I could say after that was, "Shit.  In that case, do you want 
wash my ass if I wash yours?"

"Okay, but only with your hands and soap.  No tongue," she said in a teasing 
voice but meaning what she said anyway.

After playing around in the shower a bit, she surprised me by making me get down 
on all fours and fucking my ass with her fingers.  I wondered what she had in 
mind when she kept using a lot of soap, but all my worries were put to rest when 
she rinsed me off and told me I could get up with a loud slap on my ass.

I found her old tickle spot as I toweled her off, then after making her have to 
go pee from that, she demanded that I carry her to bed which I naturally did.

After settling in under the covers, I ended up holding Suzi against me with my 
left arm while she stroked my chest and stomach with her left hand.  We laid 
there in silence for what seemed to be an eternity before Suzi broke it softly 
saying, "You were fantastic tonight, Timmy."

"I was?" I said with honest surprise.  "I mean, I loved it and all, but I didn't 
think I..."

"I meant what I said about you fucking me like only you know how."

I looked over at her with a frown, then had to lift her chin with my right hand 
in order to get her to look at me.

"Oh Suzi," I groaned, having recognized in her eyes some residual desires from 
when I had made her my penis.

"It's not like I lose control of it," she insisted.  "But I get all turned on 
thinking...  You know.  About doing it with you because of it.  But that's not 
really what I meant when I said you were fantastic."

"Then what?" I said, not sure if I wanted to know.

"Joey tried to do that thing with the imaginary cock a couple of times with me, 
but he can never make it feel as real as you do.  And even on the rare occasion 
that Joey will join someone else in doing me both ways, it just isn't as good as 
what you do.  They can't really coordinate well enough I guess to make it come 
off as well."

"Huh," I grunted as she squeezed my semi hardon with her hand.  "What about when 
the three of us are in a three way?"

"That's different," she said, finding my cock responding again and starting to 
masturbate me.

"Suz, I really don't think I have it in me to go another round," I said after 
she didn't stop right away.

"Oh, come on.  You telling me you're getting old?" she said wickedly.

"Maybe not old, but...  Shit, I don't care.  But you'll have to do the work.  
I'm pooped."

"That's what I had in mind," she said, sliding the rest of the way on top of me 
and wiggling her crotch around until she captured me with her cunt.

But once she had me all the way in, she laid down on top of me and just suckled 
at my throat and shoulders for a while, letting her resulting body movements 
provide the motion to keep me hard without actually pumping.

I fell asleep with my cock inside her like that, and I slept really soundly for 
the first time in a week, and didn't even know I had gone to sleep when I awoke 
and found my really hard cock still inside Suzi as she licked my neck and wormed 
her arms behind my head. 

It wasn't until I saw the light streaming in the window after she fucked me slow 
and steadily for a good fifteen or twenty minutes that I realized what time it 
was and took over the fucking from her.

This time I used my ghost prick in her ass and really fucked her good with it 
and the real thing.  But after I got her to orgasm three or four times, I pulled 
out and came on her stomach and tits, then spent some good quality time smearing 
it between us and finally licking it off her perky nips.

We showered separately afterwards for we were going to go to church with my mom 
and knew we would never get there if we did it together again.  

Suzi made excuses up to make sure Joey and I were alone together for equal time 
that week.  Joey was very loving and sweet while we were alone, almost to the 
point where I was getting sick, and then on Monday night he stayed the night, 
and naturally he suggested we shower together.

I went along with his wishes, and I tried, really, I tried to get excited about 
it, but...  Joey took the fact I couldn't get hard pretty... well, hard.  Heh.  
Hmmm.  I considered forcing myself to get hard, but then he would think I wanted 
to do it and I would only have to deceive him again in the future.  I didn't 
want to do that.

He tried kissing me.  That didn't work.  He tried teasing my rose, and that 
didn't work.  Okay.  So when he got down on his hands and knees and started 
licking my balls, that worked.  But my heart wasn't in it when I blew my load in 
his mouth like that, and for the rest of the night we both felt just a little 
uncomfortable about it.

Tuesday morning at school, Suzi saw the tension between us right away and made 
us sit down and talk it out.  I admitted I simply didn't have any sexual 
attraction towards Joey any more, but had been willing to give it one last try 
the night before to see if he could get it to spark again within me.  Joey tried 
to lie, saying he had only been doing what he thought I wanted and hadn't really 
needed to do it himself, but Suzi slapped him (pretty hard too) and told him to 
knock it off.

So after a long drawn out discussion where the three of us searched his emotions 
on the subject, we finally rationalized that his desires towards me were more to 
regain the trust we had had for each other.  The sex we had in the past had been 
the greatest expression of trust for him, especially in the case of the dirty 
sex.  Joey ended up going on another guilt trip by the time we got that figured 
out, but he perked up after I gave him a hug and told him I loved him and did 
trust him, and that's why I had showered with him.

Once Joey sobered up, he made it clear to me he didn't want to push me into 
anything and that I should tell him whenever he does something that makes me 
uncomfortable.  The three of us exchanged kisses before breaking up to go to our 
second hour class, but then I wondered all day how long our little understanding 
would last before he got depressed about it again.

That Thursday I was home doing homework when I got into a mild depression and 
started crying again.  Joey was staying with me that night again and had been 
outside working out when he sensed my change of mood.  He came in dripping with 
sweat to rub my shoulders, and because of the emotions he was broadcasting 
towards me, I stood up and hugged him before kissing him on the lips.

I was comforted to find him not pushing it any further than that, and after we 
had gone to bed, I asked him if he would let me fuck his ass next time the three 
of us were together.

If I had realized Suzi was entering her window of fertility, I wouldn't have 
mentioned it, for it turned out that Suzi couldn't have unprotected sex until 
after finals were over.  It was a principle to us that we could always wait to 
have sex and not have to resort to using condoms or other pregnancy prevention, 
so we made it a date that we would have a three way after our last day of 
school.

We had two weeks left when I decided I wanted to do something special at the all 
night graduation party sponsored by the school.  I knew what I had in mind would 
take a lot of preparation and practice, and to Joey's dismay I wanted to do it 
on my own.  I tried to explain to him it wasn't anything to do with our... 
sexual differences, but he still acted hurt when I kept turning down his and 
Suzi's offers to do something after school every day.

On the last day of classes before our finals began, Joey surprised me by saying 
he bumped into Sheryl, one of our old ring slaves, and talked her into having a 
double penetration after school that day.  I almost said okay, but realized I 
didn't really want to do it and said so.  Once he got over his shock, he asked 
why, and I told him the truth.

"I just don't want to start having sex with other girls, that's all.  I 
appreciate what you were trying to do, and I can't tell you how much I 
appreciate you sharing Suzi like this, but when I'm over all this..."

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?"

"I guess."

"You?  Tim Brandton? Go celibate?"

I grinned weakly at him and said, "That does sound strange, doesn't it?"

"Sounds fucking impossible to me," he said returning the grin.  "Shit.  Well I 
guess that means you won't want to fuck my ass tomorrow, huh?"

"You're really getting nervous about that, aren't you?" I said having sensed 
some discomfort to his words.

"Fuck, Tim.  To tell you the truth, I think my ass has gotten so tight, your big 
thumb would hurt."

"Heh...  You do have a way with words," I said before sticking my thumb in my 
mouth.

"Shit.  Now you're teasing me."

Just before I was about to pull it out, our Spanish teacher drew everyone's 
attention to me, catching me with my thumb in my mouth. 

"Uhh, I hurw eh whe I saa doww," I made up.

After kicking Joey in the leg for his baby sounds, I finally took my thumb out 
and wiped it off on my shirt before focusing myself on the class work.

"You know, I hate to say it, but I'm going to miss high school," Joey thought to 
me a few minutes later.  "Where else can you have so much fun screwing around?"

"Oh, I don't know, Joey.  Seems to me you have a knack for screwing around.  And 
I know you'll be doing a lot of screwing college girls."

"But it just won't be any fun without you," he thought flatly before closing the 
thought channel.

I sighed, knowing it would be tough to get along without Joey and Suzi after 
this summer, but I had my mind made up not to go to Central State, and there 
wasn't any point of trying to talk them out of going.

Joey didn't understand my reasons, and to tell you the truth, I guess I didn't 
either.  Part of it was I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life.  I had 
no idea at what kind of profession to take up, for despite my father's 
influence, I wasn't interested in business, nor did I find getting a medical or 
engineering degree intriguing like Joey did.

Actually, the only thing that came close to sounding good was... Now don't 
laugh.  I liked Suzi's idea of social work.  The idea of helping people with 
their problems, getting involved with the community got me kind of excited.  The 
problem was my stupid pride kept me from really considering it, for I thought it 
wasn't the glamorous or money making job that the other professions were.

I wouldn't admit this to myself or anyone else at the time, but the biggest 
reason I had was simply Jennifer.  I didn't want to leave the area incase she 
came back looking for me, and I felt I had to put some space between me and Joey 
and Suzi to prove my loyalty to her.  Like I said, I didn't want to admit these 
things to myself, so I kept trying to come up with other reasons for not going.

That night as I reviewed for my finals, Joey's words kept coming back to me.  He 
had been right about high school, and even though I knew he would have fun 
without me at Central State, I couldn't imagine finding someone else to have 
real fun with myself.  The kind of fun Joey and I had done together almost all 
our lives.  In the past few weeks, the class I had with him had become my 
favorite because we goofed around and did stuff like we used to do before my 
telepathy surfaced.  It was just like the good old days. 

The next day was filled with stress for me.  The finals were a breeze, but class 
by class I said goodbye to my teachers feeling a little numb, not really 
believing I wouldn't be back again next week with the rest of the class.  I knew 
a lot of my fellow seniors felt the same way, but they all countered it with 
their excitement of finally after thirteen years they were done with going to 
school and playing it by someone else's rules.

But I had been playing it by my own rules for a while now, and by fifth period I 
was feeling kind of blue.  I managed to give Suzi a convincing smile before we 
started on our final for that class, but she didn't miss my down and out 
behavior after I finished my test and took it up twenty minutes before the rest.

"What's the matter, Timmy?" she thought to me as I sat back down and put my head 
down on the desk.

"I'll be all right.  Finish your test, then we'll talk," I thought back to her.

She sighed to herself, then I sensed her putting her mind back on her work, so I 
relaxed and let myself focus on the sight of all the symbols spinning around the 
nineteen minds in the room.

Because I didn't want to disturb their concentration, I resisted the temptation 
of finding out what everyone in the room was going to do next year.  So I just 
wandered a bit, pointing out a mistake here, giving them a hint there until Suzi 
finished five minutes before the period was over.

"Come on, Timmy.  You should be excited like everyone else about getting out of 
here," she thought to me as she came back to her desk behind me.

"I know, but I can't help it.  It's like we're all a big family, sort of...  
Well not really, but you know what I mean.  I'm going to miss this school, the 
people, the times we've..."

"Now don't start," she thought to me sternly.  "The next thing you'll be saying 
is you want to come back next year, and you know that's not going to happen 
after having to make up all that work and tests you missed last year and the 
year before."

"Yeah, you're right," I said softly out loud.  "I'm just being sentimental, I 
guess."

"Uh huh," she said with a gentle smile.  "And don't you ever stop being that 
way.  It's one of the things I love about you."

"She'yah right," I let out, then blanketed the class so they wouldn't see the 
kiss on the lips I gave her.

After that, we talked quietly with a few of our class mates until the bell rang, 
then met Joey outside the classroom before he and I walked Suzi to her class 
room, walking together in silence to our last classes of our high school 
careers.

Joey beat me by about three minutes in completing the final, but he waited for 
me to finish mine so we could take it up together and then leave.

"Well?  I guess that's that," Joey said once we were out in the hall.

"Yep."

"I'm sure not gonna miss having six classes a day, five days a week."

"Nope."

"You know that babe Brad's been seeing?  She's got a really hot ass."

"Yep."

"You think he might let me try it sometime?"

"Nope.  Gloria has a mind of her own."

"Shit.  I forgot about that."

"Yep."

"So you gonna give me a hint about what you're planning for the grad party?"

"Nope."

"God, I hate it when you get in your yep nope moods," he said with chuckle.

"Yep," I said with a big grin.

"Come on.  Let's go hurry Suz up so we can get out of here.  You promised to 
fuck my ass tonight, remember?"

"Yep," I said before pinching his hard ass and making him flinch.  "I can't wait 
to feel that tight hole around my pole."

"Shit," he exclaimed softly.  "I just wish...  uhm, never mind."

"What?" I ask a few moments later as we arrived at Suzi's room to wait.

"It was stupid.  Good, she's almost done."

"Tell me anyway.  If it's dirty enough, I might just go for it."

"Shit.  What are you, horny for my ass or something?"

"Maybe," I said teasingly while running my hand up his crevice. 

"Fag," he teased back, then jerked when I poked his butt with my finger, turned 
around, looked me in the eyes and said, "Okay, wise ass, I'll tell you.  I was 
going to say I wish you would want to fuck me all the time so you would come 
with me and Suz to Central State.  Like I said.  It was stupid."

I sighed and broke our eye contact by looking down, but when he turned to watch 
Suzi take her test up to the front, I looked up at him and said, "I'm sorry, 
Joey.  I..."

"Ready?" Suzi interrupted as she walked out with her bag on her shoulders.

"Yeah," Joey said, turning and putting his arm around her as she walked up while 
avoiding my eyes.

"Tim?" Suzi said when I didn't reply.

I looked her in the face, put on a smile and said, "Yep," before putting my arm 
around her also.  

After a slight rearranging of book bags and arms, Suzi had an arm around each of 
us, and Joey and I in turn had one around her.  And just like that we walked out 
the front doors without any grief or shedding any tears.  We were together, and 
that was all that mattered, for now.

After we got in the limo and it pulled out of the school's lot, Suzi asked, "So 
what do you boys want to do first?"

"Boys?" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, Suz," Joey said as he pulled his shirt off.  "Boys don't look like this."

I felt a little self conspicuous for not taking my shirt off too, but I 
certainly didn't have a build like Joey anymore and didn't want to flaunt that 
fact.

"Put your shirt back on," Suzi said crossly.  "I'm not about to start something 
like that now, so don't even try to tempt me."

"Shit," Joey complained as he followed orders.

"Now, what do you MEN want to do first, except that."

Joey glanced at me, then after I gave him a shrug, he said, "Uhm, that's pretty 
much all we had planned."

Suzi snorted and then turned to me, but after I shrugged again for her benefit, 
she said, "Shit.  You know what makes this really really sad?"

"What?" Joey and I said at the same time.

"That's all I planned on doing too.  But we can't start now.  I mean, we have 
all afternoon and evening..."

"So?" Joey and I said together again.

"Come on guys.  Be serious here.  I mean, what did we do last year?"

"Well I was dead, so don't ask me," I said trying to sound serious.

"Heh," Joey said.  "And I was probably either a zombie or being fucked by a twin 
who was planting memories in my head."

"Grrrrrr!  Okay, then what did we do two years ago?"

"We fucked in the convertible limo, if memory serves me correctly," I said 
grinning.

"It does," Joey confirmed while mirroring my grin.

"Well not this year," Suzi huffed and crossed her arms stubbornly.

"Okay, okay.  We get the idea, Suz," Joey said with a sigh.

"Well, right now we're heading to my place, so if we're gonna go somewhere else, 
we better decide before we get on the highway," I warned.

After about a minute of silence passed, Suzi suddenly exclaimed, "All right!  
But not until we get there!  Let's just talk until then, okay?"

"That's cool with me," Joey said, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Yeah, me too," I said doing the same.  "Hey Suz, you didn't say what you were 
doing a year ago."

"What?  Oh.  Well, on the last day of school last year, I sort of, uhm...  Your 
funeral was the week before, you know?  Come to think of it, it was a year ago 
yesterday.  I wish someone had taken pictures.  Did you know they canceled the 
last two periods that day?"

"Uhm, yeah.  Someone mentioned that to me."

"Almost everybody in our class was there, and a lot of others too.  Julie, Ben, 
and the rest of the ring slaves, and a bunch of people from summer camp, and.."

"Really?  Who?"

"Oh, uhm, let's see," she said with a thoughtful frown.  "Penny, Michael and 
David... Oh would you believe that Penny was pregnant again?"

"Really?  By David?"

"No, it was Michael, not that you can really tell them apart anymore.  I think 
they're bigger than you, Joey."

"No shit?" Joey queried, then grinned and said, "I bet you were green with envy 
too."

Suzi ignored him by saying, "Jerry and Dana were there together, but I got the 
impression they weren't really getting along.  Oh yeah, and I noticed Dana had 
an engagement ring on, but they didn't say anything and I didn't ask."

"They got engaged at my mom and dad's wedding," I explained.  "But they didn't 
have a ring then.  Shit, I bet they still think I'm dead.  They said they wanted 
to get married after they graduated, and I got the impression they were going to 
invite me to it.  I'll have to try and get a hold of them."

"Yeah, but just remember we're going to Atlanta in two weeks, then England the 
week after," Joey reminded me.

"I know," I said while making a mental note not to forget that when I do talk to 
them.  "So was that it Suz?"

"No, Scooter and...  I forget his brothers name..."

"Paul," Joey and I said in unison.

"Shit, will you two stop doing that?" Suzi laughed.

"Heh, hey Joey.  First your dirty mouth rubbed off on me, and now Suzi."

"Shit," Joey said, blushing a little.

We all chucked at that, then after a brief silence as we shared in the glow of 
each other’s smiles, Suzi said, "Anyway, I think that was it from summer camp."

"What about Mick?  He didn't show up?" Joey asked.

"Mick?  No, I don't remember him being there, but I might have just not seen 
him.  That girl Holly was there with her slut friend and two guys, and LeAnne 
had a bunch of people with her I didn't know."

"What about my grandfather?" I said after trying to think who else might have 
showed.

"Your grandfather?" Joey said confused.  "I thought he was dead?"

"No.  Don't you remember from my mom's wedding?  He walked her down the aisle," 
I said.

"Oh yeah," Joey said as Suzi shook her head no.

"Oh well," I said stretching my arms above me then hitting the button to extend 
the seat into a bed.

"You haven't said what you did on the last day of school last year," Joey 
pointed out with a grin as he scooted his body up against Suzi's and moved his 
face closer to hers.

"Oh you," Suzi whined, then surprisingly accepted his quick kiss on the lips.  
"Well, if you have to know, I took Eric to a motel and we fucked."

"Heh, thought so," Joey said still grinning.

"How did you get a room without help?" I asked.

"I used my womanly charms to get it," she simply said.

"More like you gave the guy a blow job," Joey chuckled.

"Actually, Eric was the one who gave him a blow job, but that was after the guy 
felt me up.  He was a real pervert.  You would have liked him Joey."

"Shit," Joey said, his grin finally gone.  "I knew you two got close over the 
summer, but I didn't think you were partners like that."

"Gotch ya," Suzi said with her own grin.

"Shit Suz," Joey groaned.

"Heh.  You had me going there too, Suzi," I lied.  "So did you two really get a 
motel room?"

Suzi sighed and said, "No, but only because Eric didn't want to.  Eric and I 
didn't have sex until after you and Joey came back from Mexico.  I only got him 
out of his clothes once, but he just couldn't go through with it."

"You slut.  You'd fuck a guy in mourning?" Joey teased.

"Shut up, you cock sucking, ass licking prick," Suzi countered.  "Eric and I 
went through hell together while you were down in South America having the time 
of your life."

"Sorry, Mistress," Joey said softly while cuddling up to her.  "I was only 
playing."

Suzi sighed, then accepted his cuddles and said, "I'm sorry too.  I know there 
wasn't anything you could have done about it."

I moved to join in the cuddling only to find it stopping before I could.

"Heh, sorry Tim.  You can have the next one, okay?" Joey said as he sat up.

"No problem," I said with a grin.  "By the way, how did it go with Sheryl 
yesterday?"

"Sheryl?" Suzi questioned.

"Yeah," Joey said surprised.  "Don't you remember?  I asked you if I could see 
her after school yesterday."

"When?" Suzi said slightly annoyed.

"After second period yesterday.  Come on Suz.  I'm not making this up."

"I remember you saying something about not meeting me after school, but I don't 
remember you mentioning Sheryl."

"I did too," Joey said grumpily. "Look, it doesn't matter anyway.  After I met 
her at her locker and told her it was just me, she didn't want to do it any more 
so nothing happened."

"Well, next time make sure I understand what..." Suzi began before she caught 
the look on my face and stopped.

I'm not even sure what the expression was that I was wearing at the time, but 
Joey caught it too and they just glanced at each other and then didn't say 
another word for a while.

When neither offered to start up the conversation again, I sighed and snuggled 
up against Suzi which Joey did the same a few moments afterwards.

"Hey Tim?"

"Yeah Joey?"

"Do you really want to fuck my ass?  Or were you just saying it to make me 
happy?"

"Truthfully?  I guess when I said it I was just wanting to do something I 
thought you'd like.  But now I'm kind of looking forward to it."

"Shit.  I knew it," he sighed.  "Heh.  While you were liking the idea more and 
more, I was getting cold feet more and more.  But I'm just being a wimp 'cause I 
know it's gonna hurt at first."

"That's odd," Suzi inserted.

"What?" Joey and I said again.

"What?  Shit, did I say that out loud?" she stammered.

"What, Suz?" Joey insisted, sitting up to look at her.

"Shit.  Okay.  I just realized that while you two were talking about that, all I 
could think about was talking you two into doing me both ways instead."

"What's odd about that?" I asked honestly.

Joey and Suzi gave me a surprised look, then Suzi said softly, "I used to like 
watching you two have sex before joining in myself."

I grinned sheepishly at them, then said, "I already knew that, but seeing that 
all Joey and I have talked about the past week and a half is me fucking his 
tight ass, I'm not surprised you're feeling a little left out of it."

Suzi sighed and said, "But it's more than just that.  It just doesn't turn me on 
thinking about you two doing it anymore."

"Really?" Joey and I said.

"Are you two doing that on purpose?" she asked out of frustration.  "Yes, 
really."

"Shit, Suz," Joey sighed.  "When's the last time you got excited about... it."

Suzi rolled her eyes then said, "I don't know.  I guess after my wipe I thought 
about it less and less and now I just...  <sigh>  Can we change the subject?  
This is making me uncomfortable."

"Suzi, look me in the eyes," I said suspiciously.

"Why?" Suzi said while doing so.

I didn't respond as I let the empathic connection form, then as quickly as I 
could I felt her out and traced her desires back as far as I could.

"What was that all about?" Joey said once Suzi and I had recovered.

"You've never done that to me before," Suzi added still a little dazed.

"Are we at my place already?" I said, avoiding answering their questions and 
looks by getting up and stepping out of the limo.

"Timmy," Suzi said warningly after following me out and up the front steps.

She caught up with me and grabbed my arm to stop me just inside the front doors, 
but when I didn't turn around to face her, she let go and just waited for me to 
begin.

When Joey caught up with us, I glanced at them and simply said, "Study?"

They nodded their consent, then walked with me in silence until we reached 
elevator.

"Shit Timmy," Suzi sighed.  "Can't you just tell me now?"

I looked at her, then at Joey before saying, "I'm not sure when or how, but...  
You've been seeded, Suz.  By one of Gladius's twins."

"What?  How can you tell?" Joey said a little alarmed.

"I just can, that's all.  Okay, I don't know for sure, but...  Remember how 
Gladius didn't like homosexual activity, neither male or female?  When my dad 
brought the twins home for a weekend last fall, I tried to talk them into doing 
something with each other, but they wouldn't even consider it because they saw 
it as some sort of sin..."

"I don't understand what that has to do me," Suzi said as we walked down the 
hall towards the study.  "I don't feel it's a sin.  I'm just not... interested 
any longer."

"Now where have I heard that before?" Joey said looking me in the eyes.

I stopped in my tracks to consider the possibility that my own feelings had been 
altered, then walked behind them the rest of the way to the study in silence.

"So, do you want to strip before we get comfortable?" Joey asked with an honest 
expression.

I shrugged to indicate it was Suzi's decision, but was the first out of my 
clothes after Suzi sighed and unbuttoned her shirt.

I watched from the piles of pillows I was lying against as Joey effortlessly 
lifted Suzi by the waist like a toy as they left the walkway and stepped onto 
the cushions to join me.  Suzi giggled like a little kid as Joey playfully 
tossed her up in the air a little, pretend like he wasn't going to catch her, 
then grabbed her just before she would hit the mattress and throw her up in the 
air a little higher.

I seriously had to fight my desires to join in their little innocent play, but 
besides that I enjoyed watching the two of them having their fun, and even 
groaned when Joey carefully lowered her to the cushions then plopped down 
playfully between us.

Once Suzi and I stopped bouncing up and down from Joey's quake, I caught Suzi's 
mischievous look, then nodded my consent to help her on whatever she had in 
mind.

Shit, Suzi sure knew Joey's weaknesses.  I remember a long time ago...  I think 
Joey and I were in fourth grade when Joey decided he wasn't ticklish any more 
and despite my best efforts proved to be right.  Of course after the first few 
times of testing that and ending up being the one crying uncle to get him to 
stop tickling me, I avoided the activity as much as I could with him.

But Suzi had found his Achilles heal.  The moment I saw Joey cringe and giggle 
like I remembered him doing in third grade, I quickly wormed my right hand into 
Joey's other armpit and together Suzi and I managed to render him helpless with 
giggles and gasps.

By the time Joey finally cried "FUCKING UNCLE!" Suzi and I were sweating up a 
storm and probably breathing just as hard as Joey, for the effort of holding him 
down had been tremendous.

And then Joey shocked us both by grabbing both of us with a hand and pulling us 
down beside him to give each of us a one armed hug and kiss on the cheek.  The 
shock was due to the fact that we still had been on guard and had simply been 
unable to stop him, making it obvious that he could have escaped our attack if 
he had really wanted to.

"Shit," Joey said still out of breath after delivering his kisses, releasing us 
and moving to get up.  "Now I gotta go pee."

As he turned to get off the mattresses, the sight of his firm butt made me 
jokingly say, "Make sure you go both ways," then almost bit my tongue when he 
took me seriously and hesitated.

"Uhm, look Joey..." I said, scrambling after him as he stepped onto the walkway.

"Don't tell me you're going to try and back out," he said, glancing back at me 
with a slight frown.  But then he grinned slightly and said, "Not after all the 
carrots I've gone through."

"Carrots?" I said momentarily confused before the vision of Joey fucking his ass 
with carrots flashed into my head.  "Heh.  You didn't..."

Joey turned around with this Mister Spock eyebrow raised high above the other, 
then slowly let it relax when I met his eyes and softly said, "Even if you did, 
we don't have to go through with it, okay?  I don't really want to fuck your 
butt.  I just sorta...  talked myself into it and let myself believe I did."

"Shit," Joey said with disappointment.  "Now I want you to, but only because you 
don't really want to.  Shit, I'm so fucked up about this."

I was struggling to find something to say when Joey shuffled his feet a few 
times uncomfortably, so I grinned and said, "For God's sake, go take your leak!"

He chuckled and turned to go, but then paused a moment before playfully bending 
over a little to present his ass to me.

I couldn't help but laugh and give it a slap that sent him on his way, then as I 
turned to go back to the cushions, I caught Suzi's eyes glancing down at my 
crotch then smiling even wider as she looked back up to catch my surprise.

All I could do was shrug with a grin and give my stiff buddy a couple of playful 
strokes after realizing I had gotten hard from the brief contact with Joey's 
firm ass.

"So maybe there is a part of Joey you do find attractive," Suzi teased while I 
laid down beside her.

"Heh...  Yeah, I guess he does have a nice ass.  But then so do you," I said, 
reaching over to pat hers.

"Timmy, are you positive I've been seeded?" Suzi said as I dragged my hand up 
her side then retracted it from the directness of her question.

"I'm not positive about anything now.  Remember how I had unknowingly planted my 
attraction for girls in your head back in Junior high?  I'm wondering if my own 
uhm... desire to mess around with Joey back then didn't somehow result in your 
own desire to see us do that."

"I think I see," Suzi said deep in thought.  "When you removed those commands, 
you didn't try to reverse their effects, but then those effects got erased later 
when you wiped me to undo Steven's brainwashing...  But that doesn't explain why 
I have the urge to become this," she said, grasping my cock in her hand and 
squeezing to make it get hard again. 

I grunted from her stimulation of my tool, then said, "It must have something to 
do with the memory of what you felt when I did that to you."

"Shit, Suz," Joey said from down the walkway.  "I haven't been gone, what... 
five minutes?  And you're the one who didn't want to start out with sex like 
this."

"Are you suggesting I stop?" Suzi demanded with a touch of humor to her voice.

"Fuck no," Joey said, crawling hurriedly between the mountain of cushions 
towards us with his hard cock slapping back and forth against his thighs.

I felt Suzi's startlement from getting turned on watching Joey crawling towards 
us, then when Joey froze from seeing our expressions, all I could do is grin at 
him as Suzi got on all fours herself then crouched like a cat ready to spring.

"Grrrrrrrr," Suzi said playfully when Joey just blinked and stared at her.

"Heh..   Rrrrrrrrouf!" Joey said, catching on quick and backing up a bit.

When I didn't move or say anything, Joey gave me his Mister Spock eyebrow again 
before Suzi looked over her shoulder and gave me an impatient cat hiss.

"Oh! Sorry!" I laughed, quickly getting on my hands and knees then frowning and 
thinking a moment.

"Uhm...  What should I be?  Another dog?  Or something else?"

"Shit Tim... Don't think about too long or you'll spoil the mood," Joey said 
while sitting back on his legs.

"Grrrrrouwl.." Suzi added, making sure I caught her licking her lips seductively 
then visibly working her ass muscles to make her asshole unpucker and pucker a 
few times which only I could see from my position.

"Bow wow," I said tearing my eyes away from her hypnotic wiggling ass.

Suzi let out a "Rrrrrrrrrrrrrr" as she spun herself around so her back wasn't to 
either of us, then when Joey got back up on his knees all the way, she took one 
step towards him with a deeper growl.

"Urgh?" Joey whined before deciding she wanted a chase, and that Suzi was 
looking at him like he was a mouse, not a dog.

"Don't you mean, squeak?" I said before noticing Suzi was purposely putting her 
back towards me, or more to the point, her back end.

So I sniffed the air until I caught her scent, then the moment Joey turned tail 
and tried to gallop down the mattresses on his hands and knees, I bolted after 
Suzi's bouncing ass as she bounded after him.

When Joey reached the end of the mattresses, he hopped off the edge and 
attempted to continue on his hands and knees, but quickly switched to using his 
feet instead of his knees after getting a little carpet burn from the short 
stubby carpet down there.

I guess watching Joey's ass high in the air as he ran to the other side of the 
room on his hands and feet got Suzi even more excited than I did watching hers 
do the same, for just after Joey had just completed his third lap around the 
room by climbing back up on the cushions, Suzi crouched near the edge of the 
mattresses and leapt up on them and tackling her prey.

Before Joey could even react, she had him on his back and pounced on top of him, 
then toyed with him a bit while keeping one set of claws firmly placed at his 
gut to keep him from escaping.

I had just got back up on the mattresses and crawled over to them when Suzi 
leaned forward the lick his left cheek.  Joey's cock was already at attention, 
and seemed to point up like an urgent finger demanding I look up at her ass 
while it was spread wide and level with my eyes.

My cock went fully hard from the sight while my testosterone flooded into my 
blood stream, then with a long noisy drawn out sniff that pulled my nose 
straight to her winking rose I caught what I had been after too.

I tried to bury my tongue into her cunt from behind like that, but no sooner had 
I reached the edge of her pussy's lips did she groan and thrust herself 
downwards and impaled herself on Joey's dick.

It took me a moment to switch gears like that, and watched with growing 
frustration as Suzi slowly raised herself up until his cock's head was about to 
come out, then thrust herself down again and wiggled back and forth as Joey 
groaned out his approval.

I was just patiently waiting for Suzi to continue when I felt her impatience 
towards me and realized I was expected to join them.

Suzi obviously hadn't expected me to use my tongue to loosen her rose up, so she 
jumped and then moaned when I ran the tip of my tongue lightly across her hole 
before shucking a load of spit on it and started using my fingers to work it in.

Once she was lubed enough and freely accepting my two fingers, I wickedly hooked 
my finger tips inside her bum and made her hump Joey's rod a few times to get 
his as hard as steel before completing the circuit with my cock inside her shit 
hole.

At that point Suzi experimentally opened a three way, and for a few minutes we 
just laid there like that feeling...  complete I guess.

But all too soon our instincts took over and we ended up on our sides as we fell 
into the familiar rhythm that we had mastered over three years before.  Joey and 
I alternated our humps so while one of us was pulling out, the other was going 
in deeper, our cock heads feeling the other slide by through the layer of skin 
within her, something which to me was an expression of love more than him 
fucking me or me fucking him.

Despite the fact we were technically fucking Suzi, I was watching Joey's face 
and he was watching mine, and for a short period of time it was like it was just 
he and I making love to each other.

But when I instinctively tried to bend forward to kiss him, we were quickly 
brought back to reality as Suzi's hands wrapped behind Joey's neck and she 
started to pull herself up a bit after having slipped down below our heads.

I ran out of steam just after she did that, and too their disappointment I 
pulled out to rest.  I simply nodded to them to continue after they stopped and 
looked at me, then I watched with renewed interest as Joey rolled her onto her 
back and started pumping with a steady beat.

Now I could see where Suzi had learned to be so passive while getting fucked.  
Suzi's petite body was dwarfed by Joey's muscular mass, and I was transfixed by 
the sight of Suzi helplessly laying beneath him as he brought her to climax 
after climax after climax.

By the time Joey tired out, Suzi was wiped out, and I crawled up beside them as 
Joey scooped her up and laid her on top of him once he was on his back to rest.

After an exchange of tender kisses, Joey sighed and relaxed as Suzi laid her 
head on his chest and looked at me sleepily.  She almost winced when she 
realized they had forgotten about me, but my broad smile and the love in my eyes 
made her smile back before passing me a kiss with her hand.

When I looked up at Joey, I found his concerned expression starting to relax 
seeing the smiles on our faces, then he put on a smile too when I kissed Suzi on 
the cheek and Joey on the side of his chest.

There were no words needed to be said.  They could see I was happy with what had 
taken place, and it was very comforting to me that they simply trusted I wasn't 
hiding my true feelings, which I wasn't.

I laid down on my back shoulder to shoulder with Joey and watched him stroke her 
long hair down her back until she was asleep, then once she was deep enough that 
he could move without disturbing her, I moved aside to give him room as he slid 
her off top of him.

After covering her up with a blanket, Joey and I walked out into the hall in 
silence, then we both looked at each other and laughed for no particular reason 
at all.

"Shit," Joey exclaimed after we put an arm behind the other's neck in buddy 
fashion.  "You know what I'd like to know?"

"No.  What?" I said as we headed down the hall towards the mud wrestling rink.

"If she's the one who didn't want to fuck right away, how come she's the only 
one of us who came?"

"Heh.  Women."

"Shit.  Heh."

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Tim, the Teenage MC
By Rass Senip
Chapter XIX:  12th Grade, Spring 1989
Part 6 - Graduation day
(mf, mfm)

The sun was shining in my eyes quite annoyingly as Higgs droned on and on about 
the future.  I was sitting in a hot metal folding chair, sweating under my BLACK 
robe and BLACK cap at our graduation ceremony.

Looking to my left and right, all I could see were my fellow male classmates all 
sweating like me but with one important difference...  They all had shades.

Sunglasses I mean.  You know.  Tinted or reflective lenses that protected your 
optical senses from the sun's bright luminous intensity.  Shit, even the girls 
across the aisle had sun glasses as far as I could tell.  Only I and two or 
three other's had been thoughtless enough not to bring any, and man I really 
wanted mine right then and there.

I squinted and then suddenly grinned as I came up with a plan, and quickly 
sought out the right mind for the job to save me from the sun's nasty glare.

My first obstacle of course was the fact that my sunglasses were locked up in my 
car, but when my mobile pair of eyes reached my car I happily saw I hadn't 
forgotten to crack my sun roof to keep my car from getting too hot.

Shit.  Even with it cracked open, it was still hot as an oven in there.  But I 
managed to wiggle my sunglasses out through the crack of my sun roof and with 
the help of another appropriated body, my sunglasses were quickly on their way 
to being delivered.

I had been concentrating so hard on the covert operation taking place in the 
parking lot that I didn't realize Higgs had finally finished speaking and was 
about to start handing out the pieces of paper that basically was an I O U for 
one high school diploma to the bearer of.

It wasn't until the guys sitting next to me stood up that I realized what was 
going on.  I had some trouble coordinating myself plus two others, but I wasn't 
about to release control over my two helpers...  those sunglasses cost me a 
hundred bucks!  Heh.

I nearly tripped over chair legs twice while following the guy in front of me, 
and I was really starting to sweat after accidentally dropping my sunglasses and 
barely rescuing them before they hit the ground.

By the time I reached the aisle, however, I had myself in my sights.  So I took 
three steps away from the others, turned and looked up in the sky, covering my 
eyes with my hand while holding the other out to catch my glasses as I released 
them from my claws.

Okay, so I was showing off.  But hell, it was my graduation.  Everyone in the 
stands knew who I was more or less, so I couldn't help but stir things up and 
give them something to remember me by besides being that kid who got kidnapped 
all the time.  And having a sparrow and a blue jay bring me my sunglasses was 
way too cool to resist not doing.

So after I nonchalantly put my shades on and got back in line like nothing had 
happened, I just couldn't help but grin like a fool as the few moments of 
silence that my little scene had caused came to an end with a sudden surge of 
discussion from the stands and the seats alike. 

I caught Higgs's chuckle before he tried to make it appear he was clearing his 
throat, so I looked at him over the brim of my sunglasses and we shared one of 
those moments like I had with my mom at her wedding.

When our private moment ended, instead of getting emotional or saying anything, 
I just let him have one of my best toothy grins as I pushed my glasses back up 
my nose, covering my eyes completely to my eyes' delight.

Since they were alternating boy and girl rows and had started with the girls, 
Suzi Aster had been the third person in line, while I, being a double B (Boy and 
Brandton,) was something like twentieth in the line.  Joey's row was just 
standing up when Ms. Pine called my name, and the irony of her being there just 
kind of hit me in the face as I stepped up to them.

Ms. Pine was the assistant principal who Higgs had let himself fall in love with 
my freshman year, and that in turn had lead to my revealing my abilities to him 
in order to cut a deal for the room on the third floor.

Anyway, when Mr. Higgs handed me the worthless piece of paper and held out his 
hand for a shake, I hesitated, then carefully took off my sunglasses and slowly 
folded them up.

Higgs started to ask what I was doing when I handed both the fake degree and my 
sunglasses to Ms. Pine, but he didn't get past the "Tim, what" before I gave him 
the hug I really needed to give him, shrugging of the fact I was in front of the 
entire graduating class at the time.

"Thanks," I said somberly after we exchanged pats on the backs and broke apart.  
"Thanks for being my... my friend."

He nodded, then we both sniffed and wiped our eyes while the hoots and hollers 
died out from my fellow graduates.

I took my sunglasses and the scroll of paper back from the bewildered Ms. Pine, 
then after putting my sunglasses back on, I looked up at her and thought, "What 
the hell."

Before she knew what was happening, I kissed Ms. Pine on the lips and even 
slipped her a little tongue before I whispered to her, "And thank you too."

I was halfway down the steps going back to my seat when Ms. Pine recovered 
enough to accidentally say over the PA, "Thanks?  For what?"

Not many heard her since the guys were doing their best to cheer me on, and 
nobody but her heard my reply which was, "Thanks for just being you."

Higgs had to nudge her gently to snap her out of her daze, and for the remainder 
of the ceremony she kept glancing over at me.  Of course a few times were to 
glare at me after a few of the other guys tried to steal a kiss from her as 
well.

Joey played it cool and didn't try anything when it was his turn, but I was 
feeling pretty mischievous from all the positive attention and feedback I had 
been getting, so I couldn't help but make the crowd hoot his name out a couple 
times as he shook Higgs' hand and turned to walk back to his seat.

Heh.  But he knew how to ham it up when the opportunity arose.  When they 
started hooting his name, Joey held up his scroll above his head and yelled at 
the top of his lungs like a champion claiming his prize.

Oh, then there were some real... characters in our class.  Heh.  Mr. Higgs got a 
couple of kisses himself.  Three girls in a row gave him a kiss instead of a 
handshake, and then Dennis Meyer followed immediately afterwards and couldn't 
resist.  Heheh...  Dennis was too cool for anyone to even consider he was gay 
(which he wasn't, I checked), and there were people rolling in the aisle after 
seeing and hearing that smack on the lips.

But by the time they got to the Ns, I had to blanket the guys to stop their 
attempts to kiss Ms. Pine.  Heh.  Okay, so I toyed with the idea of having her 
give everyone a kiss after they got their paper and handshake from Higgs, but 
that would have been going to far.  Besides, she had a reputation as a flirt to 
uphold.

Joey and I yelled and hooted for Brad and anyone else we knew really well when 
their name was called, and by the time the last giant joint wrapper was handed 
out, we were hoarse and needing a drink pretty bad.

After the traditional cap tossing (and ducking), the band started playing our 
song and we filed out in twos without any further incidences.

Suzi waited at the door where everyone was going through in order to turn in 
their robes and check out, and that's when I first caught her own mischievous 
aura, not to mention her flushed cheeks.

"What?" I simply asked, then watched her blush even deeper as she put her finger 
to her lips.

When Joey came in the door, I knew for sure something good was up when he looked 
at Suzi and said, "I can't believe nobody noticed!"

"Notice what?" I said, mirroring his grin instinctively.

"Show him, Suz," Joey said as the last of the sweating graduates rushed past us.

Suzi silently looked down the hall to make sure nobody was looking, then lifted 
her robe up.

My eyes bulged out of their sockets when I caught the flash of her naked crotch, 
then exclaimed "Holy shit!" as it sank in.

"Suz, you don't got..  You're..." I said before Suzi hushed me by putting her 
finger over my lips.

I stood there in total disbelief as Joey and Suzi walked away with grins on 
their faces, and it took me a few moments to realize my lips had something on 
them and use a finger to see what it was.

"Heh.  What a slut," I chuckled, then licked the rest of her nectar off my lips 
as I hurried to catch up.

"Hey, you have time for a quick fuck?" Joey asked when I fell in step with them.

"Yeah, I guess," I said before slipping my hand beneath Suzi's robe and getting 
myself another sample from her honey box.

"Shit Tim," Suzi gasped as I did, then watched me with hungry eyes as I cleaned 
her juices off my fingers.

"Mmmmm.  Someone tastes really good," I said evilly.

Joey chuckled, then said, "Hey, if you two want to get started now, I can take 
your robes back for you."

"But," Suzi started to say, then after a moment of thought she planted her feet, 
reached down and pulled her robe right off.

The exclamations of several of our classmates down the hall nearly caused Suzi 
to double over as she experienced the rush of her voyeurism, and by the time I 
had taken my robe off and Joey walked away with all three of our robes, Suzi was 
almost ready to bonk me with my clothes on.

"Joey, we'll be down in the girls locker room, okay?  Like one for the road."

"Yeah, that's perfect!" he said over his shoulder.

"Ughh," Suzi said as more people caught a glimpse of her from around the corner.

"Come on, hot stuff," I said while taking her arm.  "This way."

By the time we reached the girls locker room, the janitor was holding the door 
open for us, naturally giving Suzi a good look over that stirred her up again.

"I feel so slutty," she admitted as we entered the cool darkness deep inside the 
locker room, heading for the shower area.

"Yeah, I know," I said as I stopped at the soda machine to buy us some drinks 
while I felt Joey blanket the last group of people who had seen Suzi naked like 
that.  "What kind do you want?"

"Sprite," she replied as she pulled my shorts down and fondled my hard cock.  
"On second thought..."

"Heh, like that would quench..." I began as she kneeled and swirled her tongue 
around the head of my cock.

"Uhm..." I said a moment later while watching the strand of spit linking her out 
stretched tongue and the lips of my cock stretch and finally break.  "Shit, that 
was..."

She grinned up at me then stuck her tongue out again and began painting my cock 
with her spit, but just as I was really getting into it, she stopped and said, 
"Shit, I think I do need that drink."

"What?" I said, blinking to clear my thoughts.  "Oh.  Heh.  Sprite right?"

I pushed the button and the can tumbled out, then after Suzi stood up and 
started gulping it down, I pulled my shirt off and took a couple of swigs of my 
grape before getting down on my knees and lapping up what hadn't dripped away 
from her juice box.

By the time Joey finally arrived, half of Suzi's soda was a puddle on the floor 
underneath my legs as we 69ed with vengeance.  We didn't even know he was there 
until his KY lubed cock pressed up against Suzi's rose above my face, and it was 
the sight of his cock sliding into her shit hole that triggered my orgasm.

Joey fucked her ass in push up style, and this time he let himself cum at the 
first climax.  Suzi came last with the help of my invisible cock, and twenty 
minutes after the rest of the graduates left the school building, Joey, Suzi and 
I walked out that school with that fresh fucked and showered look for the very 
last time.
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Driving up the rec center's back entrance that evening, I saw a falling star 
shoot across the twilight sky.  I stopped the car, closed my eyes and made a 
wish, then had to shrug off the empty feeling my wish had generated when I 
continued up the drive.

I wasn't the first grad to get there, but I was one of the first, and since all 
my equipment was already there and wouldn't even be touched until a couple of 
hours before dawn, I was at a loss as to why I had come so early.

My spirits were pretty high and it apparently showed from all the bright eyes 
and smiles I kept getting back from people as I said hi.

Earlier that week, Gloria caught Brad fucking Sandi when she paid them an 
unannounced visit.  She took it badly and wouldn't talk to him the rest of the 
week, so Brad begged me to let him tell Gloria about the things I could do and 
help convince her it wasn't as bad as it seemed.

So when I saw Gloria coming in and heading towards the girls room to change into 
her complimentary all night graduation party t-shirt, I decided it was as a good 
time as any and hurried over to catch her.

"Hi yah, sexy," I said as I fell in step beside her.

"Well hi sexy to you too," she said as my grin started to show up on her face.  
"I see you've been here a while."

"Yeah, I guess I have," I said, stretching my shirt tail out so I could get 
another look at what some people had wrote on my shirt.  "But don't worry.  I'm 
saving you a spot on my left sleeve."

She let out a pretty giggle, and for a moment I forgot I was talking to her for 
a reason besides looking at her pretty face.

But then her smile faded and she stated, "Wait.  This is going to be about Brad, 
isn't it."

"I'm afraid so," I said as we walked into the girls room.

"What a slime ball," she spat.  "Do you even know why I'm not talking to him?"

"Yeah, I do.  You saw him fuck his sister in the butt Tuesday."

"And you approve?" she said a bit disgusted before slipping her shirt off behind 
the door of a stall.

"That's what I have to talk to you about.  I'm sort of responsible for Brad and 
Sandi's...  uhm, relationship."

"You?!?" she said, opening the stall door and glaring at me.  "What do you 
mean?"

"Haven't you wondered how Brad managed to get you both out of class whenever you 
felt like it in the last month?"

"Don't try to change the subject," she said as we walked out of the restroom.

"I'm not.  I'm the one who got you both out of classes, and I'm the one who...  
Shit.  It make things a lot easier if I just show you and get it over with.  
Pick someone."

"Pick someone?  For what?"

"Hey Jeff! Jeff Stoggart! Come 'ere a sec," I called over to the big jock who 
was trying to convince his buddy the coffee was spiked.

"What are you going to..." Gloria said a little shakily.

"Yeah?" Jeff said, giving Gloria the once over with his eyes.

"If Gloria showed you her tits, would you agree to be her slave for ten 
minutes?"

"What?" they both exclaimed before Jeff added excitedly, "Yeah, sure."

"I'm not going to show him anything," she said as she lifted her shirt up and 
gave Jeff an eye full.  "I thought you were okay, but your just another slime 
ball like Brad.

"What are you staring at, prick?" Gloria snapped at Jeff as she lowered her 
shirt.

Jeff's lecherous grin vanished, then he said, "Your breasts, mistress."

"What?" she said as I undid the block on her consciousness and she realized what 
she had done.

"I was staring at your breasts, mistress," Jeff repeated subserviently.

"Okay, what's going on," she said with a nervous smile.  "This is some kind of 
joke, right?"

"Nope.  It's no joke.  Order him to do something to convince you."

"I don't think....  Uhm...  Strip, and give me twenty," she blurted out.

"Yes, mistress," Jeff happily replied as he pulled his shoes and socks off, 
slipped his shirt off over his head, then slid his shorts and briefs off and got 
down to start his push ups.

Gloria watched with wide eyes as he did the first twelve, then scanned the 
surrounding area to see if anyone else noticed what was going on. 

"I made everyone ignore whatever we do over here, just like I made you take off 
your bra while you changed shirts and then show Jeff your breasts.  And right 
now Jeff would do whatever you told him, even if it meant public humiliation, 
jail, or even death."

Gloria took a deep breath then looked me in the eye and said, "Stop it.  
Whatever it is you're doing, just stop it!"

I smiled warmly and nodded, then slid off the edge of the table I had been 
sitting on and motioned towards the restroom having sensed her nagging 
discomfort of not having a bra on under the simple T-shirt.

She hesitated, but then noticed Jeff had gotten dressed and was walking away 
like nothing had happened, so she gathered up her courage and started walking 
with me.

As we walked I told her about Sandi and what I had done to help her, and we 
ended up standing twenty feet away to the entrance of the restroom as she asked 
me more questions than I could have imagined her ever asking.

I knew the moment Brad caught a glimpse of us talking, and from that moment on 
his eyes never left us.  Gloria had no idea he was there, and when she suggested 
we go sit down somewhere, I realized we still hadn't addressed the main issue 
yet.

"I think that table is reserved for us," I said, nodding towards Brad who was 
sitting with his back to a table, fidgeting with his keys nervously.

When Gloria looked over at him, Brad broke his image of being the most self 
confident guy in our class by freezing, dropping his keys, then falling out of 
his chair when he tried to snatch them back up from under his seat.

"Wow.  He's really a mess, isn't he," she said.

"Yeah.  He's never been rejected by someone he had feelings for before.  I mean, 
he's never wanted to be with anyone but his sister until you came along."

"Okay, okay.  I'll go and talk to him.  But tell me this.  If you can change 
people with a simple thought, why didn't you just make Brad and his sister lose 
interest with each other after she was okay?"

"I... Huh.  I guess because he was my friend and I didn't want to betray him 
like that."

"Sounds like a cop out, but I'll buy it for now.  Damn.  He is the best looking 
guy in town, and good in bed too.  I guess I'd be a fool to not give him a 
second chance," she said before walking away towards Brad who stood up so fast 
he sent his chair flying to the ground.

I joined Joey and Suzi in the dance hall after seeing Brad and Gloria were 
getting along okay without me, and was pulled onto the dance floor by Dawn, the 
ex-ring slave who shared losing her virginity with John our sophomore year.

"You ever hear from John?" Dawn asked while we danced separately to the beat.

"Nope.  Actually, as far as I know he still thinks I'm dead."

"Huh?  How come you didn't write him or something?"

"Simple.  I don't know where he lives."

"Florida."

"Well, yeah.  I knew that much," I laughed.

"St. Petersburg.  I got his address from him before he left.  We wrote to each 
other for a couple of months after he moved, but I haven't heard from him since 
before Christmas."

"Wow.  I didn't know you two were..."

"We weren't.  But we both went to your funeral by ourselves, and we just sort of 
ended up holding hands and stuff."

I threw her a questioning look at the "stuff" bit, but didn't push it when she 
avoided it by saying, "I'll call you sometime and give you his address if you 
like."

"Yeah.  That'd be great.  So....  You still going with that guy you were with at 
the prom?"

"His name is Jim, and yeah, I'm still going with him, but it's just until we 
both leave for college.  We've already decided there isn't much point of trying 
to keep something going when we're going to separate schools like that."

"That's too bad," I said as I tried to ignore how vulnerable I felt thinking of 
Suzi and Joey going off to college without me that next fall.

"I'm glad to see you, Joey and Suzi getting along again," she said after the 
song changed and we fell into its groove.

"Yeah, so am I.  I don't know what I would have done without them the past month 
or so," I said looking over at them with glassy eyes as they danced, the music 
seemingly fading from my senses.

"Hey," Dawn said, touching my cheek and turning my head to look back to her.  
"You're dancing with me, remember?"

It took me a moment to shake my worries from my head, then smiled at her as the 
music rushed back to its normal volume and said, "Yeah.  I remember."

"So how come you guys never worked up another dance routine for us?" she said 
after a few minutes.

"I guess we just never got around to it, that's all," I said with a twist.  
"Why?  Did you want to?"

"Well I... uhm...  I didn't mean now or anything."

"Heh.  I didn't mean now...  But you know?  That's not a bad idea," I said as I 
felt the room out for likely participants. 

"I really don't think..." Dawn began before gasping as she felt her breasts 
tighten up like they had back in our sophomore year.

"You sure you don't want to participate?" I asked sincerely.  "I doubt you'll 
ever have the chance again to do a Timmy dance."

She looked around then wet her lips anxiously as she snuck a feel of her tightly 
firmed up breasts through her T-shirt, then said, "Oh, what the hell.  I'm in."

"Cool.  Let me get Joey in on it and we'll see what we can come up with.  Go to 
the... uhm...  TV room is empty right now.  Go find Rachael and Terri and tell 
them what's up and meet us in there in say fifteen minutes."

"Rachael?  I though only us slaves remembered."

"Yeah, well, Rachael and few others are sort exslaves themselves.  Just not ring 
slaves.  I'll tell you later."

Twenty minutes later, Joey and I were getting earfuls of ideas from seven 
excited women.  It was strange how the three ex-ring slaves sort of banded 
together against the four ex-Timmy sluts despite they all having danced together 
as a team back then.

Joey and I ended up doing little but referee and once in a while explain why 
something they wanted to do was impossible.  Shit.  They all had really cool 
ideas, and it amazed Joey and I to find they had been working on some of them 
ever since we stopped doing the topless dance routine.  Even the four who hadn't 
remembered doing it until recently had secretly been dreaming of doing something 
like that ever since.

When Suzi came in to see what our plans were incase she might like to join in, 
that's when it started to get a little crazy.  Suzi pointed out that it wasn't 
much of a show with only seven girls performing for two guys, and to our chagrin 
she suggested making it a real show for anyone who would care to get in.

At first only Terri was for that, apparently she shared Suzi's thrill at the 
concept of all those people seeing her partially naked like that.  But Suzi used 
her persuasive talents on the rest, not to mention a little telepathic 
manipulation of their body's senses, and in the end they agreed to go even 
further than what they had at first planned just for Joey and me.  And to top it 
off, they went out and recruited more of the girls who had danced topless back 
then.

The three ex-ring slaves, Dawn, Terri, and Gwen, helped Suzi prepare the new 
girls for their dance while Joey and I tackled the massive job of sorting out 
who would like to see the show, who would be in the show, and who would be 
playing bingo on the other side of the partitioned rec hall.

Rachael and the other three ex-Timmy sluts basically helped Joey and I by 
working crowd control.  Shortly after midnight we had a pretty full house in the 
dance area, twenty two excited yet nervous girls ready to bare it all so they'd 
have first row seats to the seventeen studs doing the same afterwards.

The only commands we used on the crowd were to ensure everyone there kept the 
whole thing under their hats afterwards.  The four ex-Timmy sluts convinced me 
the worst thing we could do would be to make them forget what happened.  And to 
keep it as simple as possible, Joey and I only helped the dancers to keep in 
time with each other and didn't control their every move like we had before.

Okay, so we would also motivating the dancers by stimulating them throughout 
their dance routine, and that was pretty easy to do with the girls since all we 
had to do was link their sex drives with Suzi's and let nature run its course.

You know, even though it wasn't very complimentary to Suzi's image to be one of 
the dancing strippers, I couldn't help but admire her natural leadership ability 
as she organized the show, worked out the girls dance routine, and then like a 
true leader she led the others into the middle of the room after they all had 
ran down to the showers to get their T-shirts wet. 

From the moment they walked out into the crowd and formed a circle around the 
guys who would be performing for them after their dance, Joey and I had no eyes 
but for Suzi.  We of all people KNEW the others would only be following her 
moves through their linked sex drives.  And despite the fact she was already 
dripping from what she was about to do in front of all those people, the only 
way her fear and self modesty didn't overwhelm her was by focusing on the idea 
that she was just dancing for the two of us.

Since Joey and I were part of the seventeen "Chippendale" dancers, we were right 
there in front of her, and as the music rocked her back and forth while her 
hands slinked up and down her body's curves, Joey and I just sort of tuned out 
the crowd and the other dancers as Suzi worked her magic on us.

Erotic doesn't even begin to describe it really.  The motions of her hands 
across her wet clothes clinging to her skin, their circling of certain areas of 
her body, the rhythmic movement of her ass as she made two slow three sixties 
while rubbing circular paths all over her dripping wet figure...  And the four 
groinal thrusts as the music changed to different beat nearly knocked me over.

I glanced over at Joey and ended up sharing a dazed grin with him before 
returning our attention to Suzi shaking her booty to a song which most of us 
hadn't heard before, but would later be well known to the whole US of A later 
the next year.

     Oh, so horny....Ohh, so, so horny....Oh, so horny.
     Me love you long time
     Oh, so horny....Ohh, so, so horny....Oh, so horny.
     Me love you long time

     Me, so horny....So, so horny... Me, so horny.
     Me love you long time.
     Me, so horny....So, so horny... Me, so horny.
     Me love you long time.

The looks she gave us as she mouthed those words, the way her hands kept 
traveling up and down the front of her shirt and shorts...  I had to slap myself 
hard just to make sure it was really happening.

     Sittin' at home with my dick on hard, I got the black book for a freak 
          to call.
     Picked up the telephone then dialed the seven digits.
     Said yo this is Marquis baby, are you down with it?
     I arrived at her house, knocked on the door.
     Not having no idea of what the night had in store.

As Suzi turned her back to us, Joey and I looked at each other with grins of 
disbelief, confirming to each other we had heard the words right, but then 
bolted our attention back to our wiggling worming woman as she kneeled and bent 
over backwards to look at us.

     I'm like a dog in heat, a freak without warning.
     I have an appetite for sex 'cause me so horny.
     Oh, me so horny....Ohh, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
     Me love you love time.
     Oh, me so horny....Oh, so, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
     Me love you long time.

My eyes had been glued to her face while she lip-synced the Oh, me so horny 
bits, not catching the fact her bending backwards turned into laying down on her 
back until her legs shot up in the air and she started to slowly hump her wet 
shorts.

     Girls always ask me why I fuck so much.
     I say what's wrong baby doll with a quick nut?
     'Cause you're the one and you shouldn't be mad.
     I won't tell your momma if you don't tell your dad.
     I know he'll be disgusted when he sees your pussy busted.
     Won't your momma be so mad if she knew I got that ass.

As her humps became higher, she started slipping her shorts up her legs and 
revealing her wet satin panties clinging tightly to her pumping crotch and ass.  
The noise of the crowd sharply increased as they saw this was for real, and for 
a moment I saw a satisfied smile cross Suzi's lips.

One of the other girls lost her balance while slinking back up to her feet, 
landing in lap of one of the guys behind us.  She would have had to fight him 
off if Joey hadn't commanded him to help her back up, but then once she got back 
into rubbing her tits through her wet shirt, it was obvious she was that much 
more turned on than the rest for having made contact with the lump in his 
shorts.

     I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning.
     My appetite is sex, 'cause me so horny.
     Oh, me so horny....Ohh, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
     Me love you long time
     Oh, so horny....Oh, so, so horny....Oh, so horny.
     Me love you long time.

The girls had their backs to us when we heard the first sounds of clothing 
getting torn, and as the crowd started going nuts, Suzi started slowly turning 
around, revealing she had ripped the shirt from the bottom almost all the way to 
the collar, right between her two womanly mounds of flesh.

Now Joey and I were no strangers to those breasts.  We both knew them inside and 
out through all the threeways we had shared.  But it was still an erotic thrill 
to catch fleeting glances of the skin hiding under the flapping edges of her 
torn shirt, and we certainly weren't the only ones who felt that way too.

     You can say I'm desperate.
     Even call me perverted, but you'll say I'm a dog when I leave 
          you fuckin' deserted.
     I'll play with your heart just like it's a game.
     I'll be blowin' your mind while you're blowing my brain.
     I'm just like that man they call Georgie Puddin' Pie.
     I'll fuck all the girls in and I make 'em cry.

They all had their backs to the audience, which meant they were all facing us 
when they finally finished their teasing and tore the fabric the rest of the 
way.  Heheh.  Suzi crossed her eyes in frustration when she discovered that the 
tear hadn't met up with her already cut collar and had to really struggle to rip 
it the rest of the way.

     I'm like a dog in heat, a freak without warning.
     I have an appetite for sex 'cause me so horny.
     Oh, me so horny....Ohh, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
     Me love you love time.
     Oh, me so horny....Oh, so, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
     Me love you long time.

The wild hooting and stomping from the audience surprisingly stopped when they 
twirled around with their arms protecting their chests.  But then they started 
to fondle their tits, first through the remaining shreds of their shirts, then 
causing a wave of gasps as they outright pulled their breasts out from under 
their cover and made them swell in their grasps.

Of course some girls' breasts swelled more than others, but it didn't seem to 
matter to anyone at the time.  There were eyes bulging, people stumbling, and 
even someone crying "Yeeeeeee HAAAWWW" when they did that.  All over the room 
people were scrambling to see, and for a moment I thought the entire crowd would 
just fall on top of each other.

     Oh, Oh, so horny....Ohh, Oh so horny....Oh, me so horny.
     Oh so, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
     Me love you long time

I noticed the first camera flash at that point, and then suddenly there were a 
lot more camera flashes all over the place.  Joey and I quickly took care of 
that, but we let the guy with the camcorder keep rolling so we would have our 
own little keep sake from the event.

     It's true you were a virgin until you met me.
     I was the first to make you hot and wetty wetty.
     You tell your parents that we're going out.
     Never to the movies, just straight to my house.
     You said it yourself. You like it like I do.
     Put your lips on my dick and suck my asshole too.

By the time the camera problem was under control, Suzi was sliding her torn 
shirt between her legs, her face all flushed and her eyes shut with her growing 
lust.  As her feet went farther and farther apart, her mouth open wider and 
wider with her gasps and heavy breaths, then all of a sudden she did a few fast 
thrusts before turning around towards us and pulling her panties right off with 
a growl.

All the audience could see was their asses with flashes of maybe some pubic hair 
as they stepped out of their underwear and tossed them up in the air.  I got hit 
in the back of the head by one, Joey caught another, and despite the fact we 
were somewhat distracted by this, we didn't miss it when Suzi stood up and ran 
her fingers through her bush teasingly.

     I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning.
     My appetite is sex, 'cause me so horny.
     Oh, me so horny....Ohh, so horny....Oh, me so horny.
     Me love you long time
     Oh, so horny....Oh, so, so horny....Oh, so horny.
     Me love you long time.

They didn't turn around towards the audience, just kept themselves facing us as 
they made a fist and slid it down between their legs, then slowly started 
humping their simulated dicks.  The crowd was going nuts as the girls increased 
their speed, and one by one they landed on their butts before planting their 
shoulders and lifting their crotches into the air and humped like mad until they 
came with a scream.

     Fucke suck me...Fufucke sucke me...Me fucke sucke.
     Fufucke suck me...Me fucke sucke...Fufucke sucke
     Me fucke sucke...Fufucke suck me...
     Me fucke sucke...Fufucke sucke me
     Me so horny....So, so horny....Me, so horny.
     Me love you long time.

     Me fucke sucke...Fufucke sucke me
     Me so horny.

Shit did that ever stir things up.  Joey and I were busy tripping guys with 
their own feet as ten of them tried to rush up and get a piece of the 
incapacitated women, then we had to break up three different fights before I 
made someone turn out the lights and had all the guys in the center escort the 
women into the back where they could recover and get dressed.

Joey carried two of them at once, while I relieved Suzi of the job of gathering 
up the panties and shorts scattered about.  But then when I finally got back 
with their garments, Joey was holding Suzi against him while giving her little 
kisses on the forehead, she being as limp and exhausted as the rest.

Most of the women already had their original grad T-shirt on, making me realize 
Suzi had managed to get a hold of some extras and apparently had cut starting 
notches so they would rip easily during their dance.  By the time I had 
distributed the rest of the clothes, Suzi and Joey were sitting on the floor 
with Suzi sitting between his legs and laying against his chest watching me 
while Joey caressed her arms and shoulders with his eyes closed.

"Wow, Suz," I said as I approached them and handed her clothes to her.  "There's 
no way we can come close to what you did.  It was... incredible."

She grinned with still a touch of red in her cheeks, then lazily tried to hook 
her panties on her foot and missed.

"Here.  I'll help you with that," I said, getting down on my knees and grabbing 
them.

"Thanks," she said with a little yawn, then lifted her foot up a bit so I could 
slip it through a leg hole.

She didn't really purposely try to make it difficult, but I was sweating a 
little bit by the time I had them up to her thighs.  And then I had a hell of a 
time resisting the urge I had to bury my face in her lap, but I knew she was too 
wiped out and we really didn't have the time, so I just stole a kiss from her 
other lips and heaved ho. 

After having to go through the whole process again to get her shorts on, I ended 
up collapsing beside Joey to get my breath back, then found the room littered 
with exhausted women who fifteen minutes before had experienced probably the 
greatest orgasm so far in their lives.

Women...  I pondered on when I started thinking of them as women and not girls.  
Up until their climax, I had considered them to be girls like they always had 
been to me.  But now they...  Graduated I suppose.  It wasn't really logical I 
knew, but knowing they all had exposed themselves in the most personal way to 
their peers made them...  More mature isn't quite the word for it.  Just...  I 
guess they simply didn't fit in the category of being girls any more, that's 
all.

Suzi turned herself towards me and cuddled up against Joey's chest before 
yawning again and saying, "I've already had your dance postponed until later, so 
we have time to make something up."

"I'm already working on that," Joey said before opening his eyes and looking 
around.  "Shit.  I guess there's no hurry though from the looks of things."

Feeling a bit tired myself, I laid my head against Joey's shoulder and stifled a 
yawn before saying, "Well as long as it's over by four thirty."

"How come?" Joey asked while trying to scratch his ass on the opposite side of 
me.

I tried to keep from grinning, but Suzi caught it and said, "Oh, that's right...  
Timmy's little surprise."

"Heh..  Shit I forgot all about it," Joey said, looking over at me with an 
analyzing gaze.  "I guess it wouldn't do any good to ask for a clue or two, 
would it?"

"Nope," I said with a grin.  "You're just gonna have to wait like everyone 
else."

"Well, you'd have to do something pretty fantastic to beat what Suz just pulled 
off," Joey said with a dare in his voice.

"Oh, I don't know.  I've had two weeks to get ready, while Suzi had maybe an 
hour.  But I'm not trying to compete with any of the other...  uhm... 
activities.  It's just my... graduation present to everyone, that's all."

Suzi wrapped her arms around Joey like a pillow and snuggled in deeper to his 
chest with a sigh before saying softly, "Well, I've done all I'm going to do for 
this graduating class.  I officially retire from my political career."

"Heh, yeah, and what a retirement," Joey said, stroking her hair.

"Well, like they say.  Better to go out with a bang than to slowly fade away," 
she said with long yawn.

"More like a lust filled orgasmic scream," I said sitting up and stretching.

Suzi's eyes were closed, but she smiled at my joke and lazily slapped my chest 
in protest.  I watched her smile fade away as she let herself slip further 
towards sleep, then looked up at Joey to see if he was going to stay awake.

He did have his eyes closed, but I could feel his mind churning away at what we 
would do for our dance routine, so I just patted him on the shoulder before 
standing up and going out to find something to eat.  I could see that Joey 
wanted this to be his graduation gift, and I knew whatever he came up with would 
probably be just as good as what Suzi and the other women did.  I was just glad 
I didn't have to be the one to figure out how.

As I got my snack, I became aware of the higher level of tension all around me.  
The party was being run by parents, but we made sure none of them would see our 
little unscheduled show earlier to prevent any possible conflicts of interests, 
so to speak.

But not only were they having troubles over something, I discovered there were 
roving groups of guys circling the place, watching the girls and avoiding the 
adults, looking as if they were waiting for the right moment to strike.

As I scanned these groups, I found they were all really horny and frustrated, 
most of them having never witnessed a live striptease, much less watch a woman 
bring herself to orgasm like they had just seen.  The girls on the other hand 
were for the most part over the whole thing, although there were a few who had 
gone off with their boyfriends to find someplace out of sight to mess around a 
bit.

I was in the middle of counting how many of them had succeeded in finding such a 
spot when I heard the "Oh, I'm so horny" coming from the dance room and was 
immediately attracting the roaming packs of horny cocks.  I followed them in and 
watched them joke around as they absorbed the lyrics and even dance a bit, but 
as they played it for the fourth time, I really started having a bad feeling 
about all this.

I opened a thought channel immediately with Joey and thought to him, "Joey, I 
hope your routine is almost ready and can be expanded to handle twenty seven 
more guys.  If not, I'm gonna have to have a group jerk off or something to keep 
the peace."

After explaining the situation to him and linking him up to a few of the guys so 
he could see, we made a couple of quick decisions, then I went up to the guy 
playing the CD and had him surrender it to me.

Shit, I almost got mugged, that's how fast they turned nasty on me when I tried 
to explain.  I ended up having to blanket them into believing the reason they 
were so horny was because they wanted to do what the girls did in front of 
everyone that night.  It was all I could think of at the time.

Suzi came out of retirement long enough to organize the other women to go out 
and spread the word about the second half was going to start around two thirty, 
and any guy who wanted to join it should report in the dance room at two o'clock 
sharp.

Surprisingly we had nearly fifty guys in the dance room by two a.m., including 
Brad who had come up to me wanting to get the scoop on what they would have to 
do.

"I don't have a clue, Brad.  Joey's running this half of the show, not me.  Why? 
You thinking of joining us too?"

"Yeah man.  Gloria's made me agree to a bunch of shit, and she's like not really 
sure I'll keep my word.  I was gonna do this just to show her but... You don't 
think Joey's gonna make us do no fag stuff, do ya?"

I almost immediately said no, but then thought about it a second and said, "I 
wouldn't put it past him since I know he's going to try and out do Suzi's show.  
I just can't..."

"Okay people," Joey said over the DJ's microphone.  "We only have a half hour to 
get ready for this, so shut the fuck up and form two circles, one inside the 
other."

"Shit," Brad said, seeing he was going to have to make a choice.

I gave Brad a pat on the back before I found a spot in the inner circle, then 
made room for Brad when he walked up to join me.

"Shit.  I can't believe I'm gonna do this, man," Brad muttered.  "He's gonna do 
something faggy, I know it."

Joey started outlining the routine, and it was the part before the removal of 
our shirts that made most of the guy object and threaten to quit.

"Look you assholes.  You want to be out done by a bunch of chicks?  You know how 
much guts it took them to fucking masturbate in front of everyone like that?  
Shit...  What did you expect us to do?  Go out there and just jerk ourselves 
off?  Spurt our wads across the room hoping to hit them between the tits?  We 
have to prove we got bigger balls than they do.  We got to do more than they 
did.  We have to make them so fucking horny that we have to fight them off with 
our dicks as they rip their clothes off and try to fuck us blind.  If you're too 
much of a wimp that you're worried people will thing you're homosexual because 
of a little erotic dance, they maybe you are!  In fact, if anyone of you back 
out now, that proves you're a fag!"

"Shit, I knew it..  I fucking knew it, man," Brad whined under his breath as 
most of the other guys muttered other obscenities.

"Any of you pussies want to leave, now's the time.  Otherwise the rest of us men 
have some serious shit to do."

Well, nobody left, and even though there were several similar interruptions, 
nobody even bothered to flinch when he got to the end and revealed the climax of 
the dance to them.

Heheh...  You should have seen them though when he tried to get them to drop 
their pants and practice the last half.  Well, it didn't happen.  Joey knew he 
was pushing his luck at that point and gave in to just having a run through 
without taking off any clothes.

Shit, and I thought the women had gotten nervous before their dance.  Oh, a few 
of the guys were cool about it, but as the place filled up around us, a lot of 
the guys were really getting stressed out about it and ended up having to sit 
down to keep from falling down.

We had to wait for Suzi to get back with the two ten gallon containers of drink, 
and it took another fifteen minutes to distribute it between the forty seven of 
us.

Joey did a good job, that's all I got to say.  Since all the women but Suzi had 
been on the dancing pom pom squad, there was no way we were going to come close 
to them in timing it to the beat.  So instead, we started out doing a chorus 
line kind of thing just to get things going and to give the drink a chance to 
take effect, then started bumping our butts into each other until the drink had 
everyone fully hard and horny as mad.

Shit, when we all formed one tight circle and all started humping the next guy's 
butt as we walked the circular path, you should have heard the chatter the girls 
were making.  And when we turned around and started going the other way, I 
realized Brad had already forgotten his displeasure over how gay it was as he 
ground his crotch into my ass.

Because there wasn't enough extra shirts to go around, Joey decided tearing our 
shirts off wasn't worth it, especially since it would only be repeating what the 
girls did.  So instead, everyone took the shirt off of the person they were 
humping, some having an easier time than others do to the size differences of 
the guys in both weight and height.

The drink was really starting to get to some of them by the time we had our 
shirts off, and with all the humping we had been doing just to do that, about 
half of the guys came in their shorts before Joey or I realized it.

For a few moments we thought it was over before it could really begin.  But 
apparently it only took the edge off of their frustration, and after a few 
moments of disorientation, they got right back into the routine with more reason 
than ever to keep going, especially with all that drink still in their system.

In fact the more and more of them came, the better our performance became.  And 
I have to admit I kind of got a thrill when Brad suddenly clenched me and humped 
harder a few times as he blew.  I just wish he hadn't been in the middle of 
pulling my shirt over my head.  I tripped and would have fallen if Joey hadn't 
been able to keep his balance in front of me and grabbed me with a free arm.

When we all were finally shirtless, we stopped and waited for the tubes of oil 
to get passed down, then broke up into the two circles again and started oiling 
each other up.  That caused a bit of a stir, and even though all of the guys 
participated, a few of them weren't really doing a very good job until I... 
motivated them by tricking their minds a little into thinking they were oiling 
up a girl instead of a guy for a bit.

There wasn't any more dancing really, and the music was more for background than 
anything else as we finished oiling up our chests and backs.  The next part was 
going to make or break the whole routine, for if the guys didn't wimp out then, 
they weren't going to wimp out at all.

When Joey didn't give them the chance by blanketing the whole group to make them 
go through with it without any further doubts getting in the way, I stopped 
oiling up Rick's leg and stared across to the outer circle at Joey.

He caught my glare, but just shrugged and thought to me, "I didn't want to risk 
it, okay?"

I looked over at Suzi who just gave me another shrug, then I stood up a bit 
undecided as Brad got down and started pulling my shorts off with his teeth.

After I did the same to Rick in front of me, I gave in to the drink's insistence 
to concentrate on the stuff ahead, and I guess I forgot about it as we all 
started humping our undershorts while trying to make our cocks stick out in them 
as hard as we could.  

When Joey signaled to pick up the tubes of oil, we all scooped it up with our 
right hand while slipping our left index finger under the waist band of the guy 
next to us.  And then Brad surprised the hell out of me when his hand went into 
my crack as he oiled my ass cheeks under the cover of my briefs. 

But I was pretty horny myself, and I couldn't resist doing the same thing to 
Rick.  He nearly shit I think, but lucky for me he didn't considering where my 
hand was at that instant. 

Once our asses were nice and oiled, the two circles backed up against each other 
to start the climax of the show.  Feeling Joey's oiled back against mine as I 
slid my hands into the sides of his cotton jockeys, my eyes locked on Suzi's 
grinning face while my blood boiled and my heart raced.

I somehow managed to slide down his hot oiled skin, pulling his shorts down to 
his feet, then shakily stood back up and waited for him to do the same to me.  I 
took a deep breath as my cock flipped out of its pouch, and didn't release it 
until Joey was sliding back up and our buttocks made contact with each other.

I let it out with a whoosh as Joey involuntarily shuddered, then we took a few 
moments to regain our hold over the drink's power.  We couldn't see each other, 
and despite that making it easier on the others, to us it was making harder to 
stop from turning around and fucking the other's brains out. 

All that time I kept my eyes on Suzi, and in a sense she was right there with us 
from seeing the strain on my face and knowing how close we were from blowing it 
all ourselves.

It was a huge relief when Brad grabbed my cock and instantly started pounding my 
meat, but it took me a few seconds to remember I had a job to do myself and 
reach over to take Rick's eight incher in hand.

As streams and streams of drink enhanced cum flew through the air to the 
audience's total amazement, all I could think about was how badly I wanted to be 
back in my old house, feeling Suzi working Joey's hand on my meat with four 
years of high school still waiting for us to experience.

After the climax ended and everyone sank down to the floor to relax, Joey and I 
just sat there back to back for a long time without saying a word as the others 
recovered and scurried off to shower or get dressed.  Suzi came over to us and 
waited a while before giving up and going out to get something to eat, and it 
was after she left that Joey's hand moved, and I instinctively met his hand half 
way to hold it like we were about to be yanked apart.

"It doesn't have to end this way, damnit," Joey said a few moments later with an 
unsteady voice.  "Why do you want it to end?"

"I don't.  I just...  I can't, Joey...  I'm sorry, but I just can't go with you 
and Suz."

"Do you want us to say?" he said emotionally.

"No," I said, my voice being equally emotional.  "You can't stay when everyone 
else is going to be out there.  It wouldn't be right."

"Then this is the end," he said with sob, then jerked his hand away, got up and 
hurried away, leaving his clothes behind.

"Shit," I groaned as I laid back.

"Where's Joey?" Suzi said a few minutes later from above me.

"I don't know...  He's...  You know.  Feeling it again."

"Oh," she said softly, handing me a doughnut.  "Well, I'll go find him and get 
him dressed.  You might want to do the same, you know?"

"Thanks," I managed to say before taking a bite of the doughnut.  

After inhaling the rest of the pastry, I started to put my briefs back on when I 
realized I wanted to wash the oil off before putting the rest of my clothes on.

So I just carried my shorts and shirt with me after finishing slipping my briefs 
on, then strode out to the empty pool and jumped in.

"SHIT!" I screamed when I surfaced.  "HOLY SHIT IT'S COLD!"

I swam maybe ten minutes before I gave it up and got out, my teeth chattering as 
I ran down to the showers, passing a few of the other guys on their way out.

I was washing my pits when a hard cock brushed my ass, almost immediately 
followed by Joey's arms wrapping around me in an embrace.

"I'm sorry," he simply said as I relaxed from the shock.  "It's just... hard, 
you know?"

I knew he hadn't meant the state of his cock, but I couldn't help but act on it 
in that sense by spreading my legs and capturing it between them.

"Heh," Joey snickered as he took hold of my rising cock.  "This is how it all 
started, remember?"

"Shit, man," Brad exclaimed from the entrance.  "What, you two didn't get enough 
of that faggy stuff yet?"

Joey and I had jumped apart the moment he had startled us, and even though Brad 
was only sort of joking, Joey just turned the shower on to the left of me while 
Brad took the one on the right and all three of us showered in silence for a 
while.

"Well, I'm done," I announced, yet not shutting off the water.

"I've been done for a half an hour," Joey admitted.

Brad just kind of looked over at us, rolled his eyes and said, "Fuck, man...  
Why don't you two fags just..."

"Oh, come on Brad," I said, putting some more soap on his ass and giving it a 
little grab.

"Yeah Brad.  We know you want some," Joey teased as he joined me.

"Come on, guys...  Stop joking around.  Shit.  Come on...  Stop.  Shit, man...  
Shit."

"So what's it going to be, Brad?" Joey asked as he slipped his finger across 
Brad's crack.

"Fuck," Brad gasped after getting really hard from Joey's teasing finger and my 
hand soaping his ball sack.

"You heard him, Tim.  You want to go first?" Joey said trying to keep his grin 
from being heard in his voice.

I playfully ran my hand over Brad's crack, and said truthfully, "Well, he does 
have a really nice ass.  Maybe I'll just rim him and get him ready for ya."

Brad whimpered and then looked frantically over his shoulder as I got down on my 
knees and started to pull his cheeks apart.

"Uh, I don't know about this, man," Brad said really nervously.  "I mean, I 
don't think Gloria..."

I think he jumped four feet in the air when I squirted the water I had been 
collecting in my mouth from the shower directly on his rose.  Joey and I laughed 
our asses off as Brad turned red and calmed down, but then we stared in 
disbelief when he walked out muttering, "Shit, man...  And I was gonna let you 
too."

"Fuck me," Joey said in his shock.  "I mean...  Shit.  I think we really got to 
him."

Joey helped me up while I said, "Yeah.  I guess all this time Brad's just a 
regular horn dog after all."

I had just gotten on my feet directly in front of him, and that's when our eyes 
met and made us both deflate.

A few moments later we hugged, then I said from his shoulder, "I love you, man."

Joey snickered, gave me an extra squeeze and then said, "I love you too, man.  
Let's get out of here though.  I'm pruning up."

And with that we left to find some towels.

A while later after I got dressed, I wandered back outside by the pool by myself 
and sat down away from the lights to look up at the stars.

It was an unusually clear night, and despite the fact the sun had been pretty 
hot all day, the air had become a bit chilly that night.  But I didn't mind.  It 
was rather refreshing to sit there, alone, in the semi darkness with my knees 
pulled to my chest to conserve my heat.

The stars can be such wondrous things to look at when the atmosphere is right, 
and when you've been up for eighteen hours and feeling a bit worn out from a 
very busy day, they can be the most amazing things of all.

My thoughts ranged from what Joey, Suzi and I had done that day, pondering over 
what my mom's and dad's graduation present could be that I couldn't see until 
dinner that night, then ended up wondering about Jennifer.  What could have made 
her leave me, and why she hadn't called me, wrote to me, or anything that would 
have given me a clue to why.

Even though the stars didn't offer any help in these things, they comforted me 
by just being there.  For I knew that wherever she was, they were looking down 
on her just like they were on me, making her seem that much nearer to me than 
she really was.

"There you are," Suzi said from the edge of the shadows I was sitting in.  "Why 
are you hiding like that?"

"I'm not hiding.  I'm just relaxing and looking at the stars, that's all," I 
said as she sat down on the edge of the lawn chair.

"Do you want be alone?" she said after a few moments of silence passed.

"Hmm?  Nah, I don't mind some company.  I just wanted to get away from all the 
noise for a while."

Suzi dragged another lounge lawn chair over and got in it, then shivered and 
said, "Brrrr.  Uhm Timmy...  Could I..."

I unfolded my legs and moved them apart as she climbed in between them and sat 
back against my chest, then I wrapped my arms around her and gave her cheek a 
quick kiss.

"The stars are really bright tonight," Suzi commented after we both got 
comfortable and relaxed.

"Yeah.  When I got here tonight, I saw a falling star, and it wasn't even all 
the way dark yet.  But I haven't seen any more."

"Did you make a wish?"

"Yeah."

"What was it?"

"You know I can't say, otherwise the wish won't come true."

"That's alright," Suzi said after a few moments.  "I have a pretty good idea of 
what it was anyway."

When I didn't comment on that, she stirred a little, then looked back at me with 
a slightly concerned look.

"What?" I said.

"You know what."

"No I don't," I said with a little smile.

"You've been out here thinking about her, haven't you?"

I sighed, then admitted, "Yeah, a little bit, but I'm okay.  Really."

Suzi turned herself all the way around and straddled me to look me in the eyes 
close up and say, "Are you really?  Because I know Joey and I aren't.  You're 
getting ready to push us away again."

"I am?" I said, not wanting to deny it, yet wasn't about to confirm it either.

"If nothing else, I can see it in your eyes.  Your eyes don't lie, Timmy.  They 
never have."

She kissed me gently on the lips when I didn't say anything more, then sighed 
and turned back around to watch the stars some more.

I watched her symbols swirling around in her head, catching glimpses of her 
thoughts despite the shielding Joey had taught her how to do.  After a while I 
gave her a loose but long hug before telling her I loved her and then got up to 
go inside.

"Timmy wait," Suzi called from the chair after I had taken a few steps.

I stopped and watched her hurry over to me with her arms folded across her 
stomach, then I wrapped my arm around her as we walk back in together.

"Looks like Gloria forgave Brad," Suzi said as we walked over to where another 
batch of doughnuts and snacks were being served.

"Huh?" I said after not seeing them anywhere.

"Over there," she said, pointing over at the table where everyone had signed in 
at.

I was about to say I didn't see them when I noticed their swirls of symbols were 
coming from under the tableclothed table, and I quickly established a link with 
Brad's senses to find him blindfolded and his arms and legs tied to the table 
legs as Gloria teased his body with the tip of her tongue.  

"Heh.  Joey tell you what we did with him in the shower?"

"No, Brad did.  Joey didn't say a word.  Speaking of Joey, I wonder where...  Oh 
that man!"

Suzi stomped away from me before I could even register something was wrong, but 
it didn't take me more than a few seconds to locate Joey and see what was up.

"Oh come on, Suz," Joey whined loudly from inside the girls showers when I 
reached the door.  "I wasn't going to fuck them, honest!"

"What did I tell you!  NO GIRLS!  None! Zippo! Zilch!  No blow jobs, no rim 
jobs, no tits, no nothing unless I say you CAN!"

"But...  But..." Joey said flat on his stomach on the floor as Suzi walked all 
over his back.

"What are you doing, Suz?" I said, watching her continue to tread on his 
muscular back.

"She's walking all over me," Joey answered for her between grunts.  "Don't ask.  
It's complicated."

"Uhm, I'll uh..  Be out here eating," I said after watching her make three 
complete paths on his back.  

As I left, I heard Suzi saying, "Tomorrow you're going to be serving me hand and 
foot all day, mister.  You're going to wax my car, do the laundry, take me 
shopping, move my furniture around, clean my...."

I managed to snag a couple doughnuts before they were all gone, and was just 
chatting with a couple of girls as we waited in line for a drink when I noticed 
Gloria walking around without Brad.

To my surprise, Brad was still tied up under the table as she socialized a while 
and then went into the dance room to dance.  Suzi was still chewing Joey out as 
they emerged from the girls shower room, so I quickly headed in the other 
direction, making my way over to the table Brad was under.

"So Brad," I said, sitting down on top of it.  "You having fun under there?"

"Hhhrrphh, mnnn," came back the reply.

"That's good.  Sorry about the joke Joey and I pulled on ya.  We kept waiting 
for you to freak, but you never did."

"hhh hhkhh, mnnn.  I gnnn I hhm hnlg hnlgh, hu nw?"

"Helpless?  Wait.  You mean you would have actually let one of us fuck you in 
the ass just because it made you feel helpless?  Shit Brad.  You're... heh.  
hopeless as much as helpless."

"Yhhh mnnn," Brad said with a huff that was supposed to be a laugh.  "Ungn gnnn"

"Hey, I'm gonna go.  But just to let you know ahead of time, you're gonna want 
to be... uhm... mobile around four thirty, okay?"

"nhh hhmn nn nn nw?" Brad asked.

"Ten till four.  I'll tell Gloria too so she can take care of ya before hand.   
Oh..  Heh..  Looks like I don't need to.  Here she comes.  Later, bud."

"HHH MHM!" Brad said, then continued mumbling loudly as I walked away, 
complaining that I had ruined the anticipation factor.

I was grinning the whole way to the dance room to tell Gloria what I had said to 
him, and then told her he was really sweating thinking she was under the table 
with him and just not making any sounds or movements.

I circled the entire place to see what activities were going on, then headed out 
to the back fenced in field where my help was setting up for my gig. 

"How we doing?" I asked Austin, one of my dad's part time guys who usually 
helped with the yard work and other physical demanding tasks.

"We're about fin.. fin..  FINished..." he yawned.  "Sorry, master."

"That's okay," I said with a grin after yawning myself.  "I know how you feel."

"We brought robes figuring you might need them.  It's pretty cool out here, ya 
know," he added as we walked over to one of the long tables already set up with 
a royal red velvet table cloth and crystal goblets.

"Awe man, yeah.  Thanks.  I was worried about that too.  Who's idea was it?"

"I think it was Liddy's, but I'm not positive of it, master.  Man, I didn't have 
anything as nice as this for my graduation party," he said, picking up the 
goblet and holding it up to the work light.  "The Year of the Best - Class of 
89."

"What year did you graduate?" I asked him as he put it back down.

"Eighty Six, master."

"Shit.  You were a senior when I was a freshmen.  And how long have you been, 
uhm, working for my dad?"

"Only two years, master.  And I'm only a part time slave, you know."

"Heh...  Part time slave," I chuckled, then tried to stow my grin away when I 
realized he had been perfectly serious when he said it.

I helped setting up a bit, then stood there clueless as Austin went to help a 
few technicians wire up the nine rented big screen TVs and the two cameras to 
the mess of electronic stuff they brought.

By four twenty, everything was set up and ready, so I took one last walk past 
the three rows of tables forming a half circle around my "stage" before having 
them kill the work lights and start lighting the candles while I left to launch 
my surprise.

I walked calmly to the other side of the building, trying not to draw attention 
to myself despite the toothy grin I kept getting and having to wipe off.  I was 
just up to the entrance where we had all come in when I saw someone running up 
to me out of the corner of my eye.

"Going somewhere?" Joey said with a bright eyed grin.

"Nope."

"Ahhh..." he said before slipping in front of me and blocking the door.  "So 
what famous movie star or rock group is waiting behind this door?"

"None," I said, trying to stop my own grinning.

"Shit," he said when he suddenly opened it and looked out.  "There isn't anyone 
out here."

"There isn't?" I said surprised.  "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure.  Shit Tim.  Are you sure whoever it was knew they had to be 
here now?"

I poked my head out and scanned the parking lot, then said, "Yeah, I'm sure.  
And they are here.  Hey, you want in on it, right?"

"Huh?" Joey said, scanning the parking lot with his mind this time and still 
coming up blank.  "Uhm, yeah.  That's all I wanted in the first place."

"Okay then.  Hold this door open, and don't let it close until I say, okay?"

"Uhm...  Okay," he said suspiciously.

"On second thought...  Stand behind it while you're holding it.  Just incase."

Joey hesitantly complied, then asked, "All right, now what are you going to do?"

"Me?  I'm just going to whistle," I said letting my grin go full spread.

"Whistle?!?" Joey said just before I put my lips together and started making a 
dozen or so short loud chirps.

"Is that it?" Joey said from behind the door.

"Shhh...  Listen.  You hear that?"

"Hear what?" he said, sticking his ear around the edge of the door.  "What, the 
wind?"

"Oh SHIT!  Heh.  That's not the wind!" I said rushing back in and opening the 
door next to the one Joey was holding and ducking behind it.

"What the FUCK?!?" Joey said after stealing a look around the door and seeing a 
large dark cloud swooping down from the trees at the other end of the lot and 
heading towards us.

"Holy shit!" Joey gasped as the whooshing sound started getting louder and 
louder to the point where people inside were starting to notice.  

"What the hell is it, Tim?!?" Joey yelled as he ducked back behind the door 
completely as the sound got really loud.

"YOU'LL SEE!" I yelled, then sent a blanket command at the group of curious 
people heading toward us to get the hell back or drop to the ground.

I held my breath as the head of my army of owls shot in through the doors, 
immediately followed by their followers, having recruited probably every damn 
owl in the whole county just to start off my show with a bang.

More like a hoot I guess you could say.  Shit.  When I had seen them leaving the 
trees after my whistle, my heart almost stopped, for there were a lot more than 
I had anticipated.  But I was holding my breath for an entirely different 
reason.  I was scared a good number of them would crash into the walls or the 
center post between the doors with there being just so many of them.  They had 
looked like a swarm of bees when they had first started flying towards us.

I swear I heard a few hit too, and between that and the screams coming from 
inside the complex, I really started to feel sick. 

But when the hooting began, the screams settled down, and after a few late 
comers fluttered in, I peeked around the door just as Joey did and we caught 
each other's expressions of astonishment before I rushed out thinking of all the 
crippled or dead birds I would find.

I was in a sort of happy shock when walked back in with only a huge feather to 
claim as a casualty.  I held it up to Joey's face and said, "Look.  Pretty cool, 
huh?"

He just looked at me with a totally blank face, then raised both eyebrows higher 
I had ever seen his do before and looked back inside the complex where the 
hooting had become deafening. 

"Holy shit," I laughed when I looked, then took off towards the owl covered 
scene inside.


"Hey, you think there's enough of them?" I shouted to nobody in particular as I 
raced into the middle of the mob of owls.  "WHOO?  WHOO?" I cried like a little 
kid as people started crawling out of where they had taken cover at.

"Come on, come on...  They're only owls!" I yelled above the echoing hoots.  
"Just don't rush up to them or crowd them, and you'll be fine."

"DON'T CROWD THEM?" someone yelled as it became obvious there wasn't even enough 
room to walk without causing a flurry of wings.

"Shit.  Alright, alright!" I yelled with disappointment.  "Everybody take cover 
again and I'll get rid of them."

As I walked towards the other end of the building to the doors leading out to 
the field I was set up in, owls and people when flapping and scurrying out of my 
and each other's ways.  At one point even I had to duck for cover when the owls 
back by the doors I was heading to decided I was getting too close for comfort 
and tried to all take off at once over my head.

"Man did I over do it, or what," I muttered to myself as I reached the door and 
opened it.  "Heh Austin!  Hold this other door open, and the rest of you...  
uhm..  Well, duck!"

"Holy shit," Austin said when he saw what was going on inside.  "How all 
those..." 

"Open the door and stay behind it," I barked, then at the others who were just 
standing around looking confused I yelled, "I said...   DUCK!"

I couldn't help but grin from the satisfaction of seeing them all dive for the 
ground, but it quickly melted away when I did my whistle and only a few of the 
birds came flying out.

"Oh shit.  They can't hear me for all their hooting," I realized out loud.  

I scanned the scene inside with my eyes before turning around and yelling to one 
of the technicians on the ground, "Hey Tony!  Didn't I see a bull horn with all 
that stuff you brought?"

Three minutes later, Tony was holding the second door open as I nervously 
pointed the bullhorn inside and started my whistles with it set on full volume.  
I nearly brained myself when it hit the center post of the doors as I turned to 
flee, for the owls had all pretty much had heard it and were coming straight at 
me.

I ended up diving to the ground when their flapping wings surrounded my ears, 
and I laid there with my arms over my head cussing, laughing, and at times 
screaming in fear all from the exhilaration of being beneath all those birds 
launching themselves back into the night's sky.

"You okay?" I heard Austin say once the sound of their wings started to fade.

"Are they gone?" I said without moving.

"I think so."

I carefully rolled over, then sat up just in time to see a really big one hop 
out the door and come straight at me with his wings spread wide.

"Are you sure they’re gone this time?" I asked him from inside my curled up 
protective ball position.

He didn't have to answer since people were apparently at the door asking where 
they all went, but I still kept my arm around the sides of my face until I 
visibly confirmed the all clear and got up to my feet.

"Well, not exactly how I imagined it, but...  It wasn't too bad," I said before 
slipping on the robe Maggie was holding out for me and going up to the door to 
welcome my guests.

It took a half hour to get everyone robed and seated, and I was having serious 
doubts about going through with the second half of the show, partially because I 
was running out of time before the sun would be up, but mostly because the first 
bit hadn't worked exactly as I had planned.

But when people started loudly asking what I was going to do and stuff, I guess 
it was the big ham inside me that made the final decision.  So as the nine 
servants filled everyone's goblet with the thin yellow nectar like substance, I 
got up on my stage and sat down Indian style before flipping on the wireless mic 
Tony had pinned on my shirt.

"Good morning," I greeted them.  "I uhm...  First want to apologize for... 
uhm...  well, scaring the shit out of you all."

"You'll be getting my laundry bill, buddy!" someone exclaimed.

"Heh, I'll just throw it in the stack with the rest of the bills for this.  My 
dad won't even know it."

"What's is this stuff, Timmy?" Suzi said from the center table as Louisa 
finished pouring hers and moved to fill Joey's goblet.

"Expensive, for one thing. It would take a hundred years of Corey's dirty 
laundry bills to equal one glass of that stuff."

"Really?" Corey asked.  "Can I get that to go?"

After the soft laughter died out, I said humorously, "What do you think this is?  
McTimmy's?

"But seriously.  It's not alcoholic, and..." I paused to let the boos pass, "and 
if you want to taste it now, go ahead.  Just don't gulp it down.  I want to make 
a toast once everyone is ready.  And savor it while it lasts, for none of you 
bums can afford a second glass."

I flipped off the mic a moment to tell Tony to flip on the TVs so they would 
warm up, then checked to see if everyone had been served before waving over my 
own glass, filled with something other than what they all were having.

"So...  What should we toast about?" I asked after flipping on the mic and 
grinning at everyone.

I watched their faces as they laughed and started throwing out suggestions, 
trying not to look Joey or Suzi in the eye too much yet not avoiding them 
either.  They knew I had spent a lot of time preparing for this night, so they 
were on guard to catch whatever I was going to do before I did it.

"Okay okay..." I finally laughed and raised my goblet.  "To everything you all 
said, except that bit about Corey's laundry.  And..."

I took a deep breath and said carefully, "To our past: Our youth, our 
friendships, the good times we've had, even when we were being a bit... bad.  To 
the future:  The starting of a new life, exploring the world and each other.  To 
the hope that we all shall find that person who we were meant to love and marry, 
and most importantly to the children we shall have that will take our place when 
we die.  Good luck, my friends.  Salute."

As everyone chinked their goblets except me of course, I drank deeply, more to 
steady my nerves and collect my wits than to quench my thirst.  After I lowered 
my goblet and let out a deep "Ahhhhh," I smacked my lips and said under my 
breath, "You know, that's stuff is pretty good."

I waited a couple of minutes as people finished up their first glass and the 
servants went around giving them another half a glass, then turned off my mic 
again and started my short chirpy whistle again.

"Are you nuts?" Joey exclaimed before looking around for any sign of the dark 
cloud of birds. 

"Relax...  They've all gone home.  Well, almost all of them anyway," I said into 
the mic before turning it off and whistling again.

I was doing it for the third time when finally there was a whisper of a 
fluttering of wings above me and I caught the shadow circling above me.

I slipped the long leather glove that covered my entire arm and held it out 
beside me as I whistled to my bird friend again.

Just like I knew she would, Tobias suddenly dropped out of the sky and landed on 
my arm like a well trained hawk.  But Tobias was no hawk.  She was the biggest 
of all the owls I had run across, and was probably the oldest and wisest too.

I flipped the mic back after lowering her to the ground, then said, "About three 
weeks ago, I was depressed about my life and was sort of wishing I could just 
end it all without really considering it seriously.  I was walking through some 
woods behind my house feeling alone and useless when Tobias here hooted and 
scared the heck out of me.

"She wasn't afraid of me.  In fact I walked right up to her and stroked her head 
just like I'm doing now before she spread her wings....  Spread your wing, 
girl....  Come on....  Yeah....  Smart old Tobias, " I cooed as I fed her a 
treat.

"Anyway, she just.... looked at me with her wings spread out...  Looked me in 
the eyes...  I've never really looked in the eyes of an owl before.  They're so 
big...  Like they can see right through you, even in the dark."

I glanced around seeing most everyone was staring at the big screen TVs staring 
in Tobias's eyes, and those who weren't were equally spaced out, except for Joey 
and Suzi who had been served the same drink as I had.

I winked at them after they realized the state everyone was in and looked 
questioningly at me, then I signaled for them to look at the screen as I formed 
an empathic connection to lead them into the dream I was about to give.

"As I looked deeper into her eyes, I let go of my worries and discomforts and 
just focused myself on her eyes.  They were calling me, welcoming me, letting me 
feel that everything was all right as long as I let her pull me along.  I could 
almost see what she was thinking, and her eyes just kept pulling me in deeper 
and deeper... her eyes getting bigger and bigger...  nothing but her eyes around 
me, absorbing me and becoming one with her mind.

"Feel her wings as they spread apart.  Feel the power they have, the power of 
flight, power of the wind.  Her eyes so bright, our minds interwoven so tight, 
we can feel the feathers on our skin as they shift in the wind, and we feel 
ourselves hunger to glide through night completely free.

"So on the count of three, we'll jump in the air with our wings spread out and 
start our journey for the night.  One, two, three..."

On cue, Tobias leapt into the air and took off while most of my deeply entranced 
audience stirred in their seats trying to flap their limp arms as they 
experience the scene of taking off through the mini camera lens attached to 
Tobias's head.

I formed a one way with the bird and gave myself a moment to adjust to the feel 
of her very different body, then began speaking again to my peers.

"Pushing ourselves up into the air with our powerful wings, feeling the air 
blowing across our feathered skin, pushing higher and higher, pumping our wings 
and holding our tail just so, until we're high enough to slow them down and...  
Oh it's just incredible to stretch them out all the way now and glide through 
the air with such speed...

"It feels so natural... Flying... is so natural...  We feel so light...  
Swooping down a bit... Rising high again... Seeing the trees and buildings below 
us as we fly through the cool night air...

"And everything looks so...  peaceful...  So calm and relaxed...  We can just 
float here a while and watch as everything we know on Earth just flies by.

"We've never felt so free, so alive, so good... The wind beneath our wings, the 
stars shining in the sky, the ground whooshing underneath us as we swoop down to 
see what's going on.

"Ahhh...  It's good to rest in a tree too.  Yeah...  Wow, I can hear the sounds 
of the night around me, and see into the darkest corners with my big eyes.  I 
wish I could stay like this forever.  It's so much better than my own life.

"Well, I guess there's nothing else for me to see here.  Okay, one... two...  
three....  Hey, this is getting easier...  Whoops!  Heh..  Look out for that 
tree, George.

"Wow...  Look...  The sun is starting to come up.  And look!  We're over by our 
old school...  It looks so different from up here.  And big.  It's pretty big 
compared to a tree.

"Cars...  A couple of them anyway.  They look like...  Bugs.  But they go so 
fast.  Heh...  Kind of makes you want to go driving right now...  But we can't, 
because we're a bird.

"And we can fly.  We don't need a car to go places.  No work to worry about, no 
responsibilities, no laws to break.  Just our wings and our wind.

"The wind feels pretty good too.  I think it's pretty neat being a bird.  
But..."

I sighed as we turned around and started heading back, then said, "What do we do 
besides fly, hunt and breed?  I mean, yeah, no worries about college or getting 
a job or anything, but then again we do have to worry about finding enough food 
and staying warm or cool...  Maybe being a human isn't so bad.  Maybe my life is 
worth something to have.  Maybe that's what Tobias was trying to show me that 
night, and that's what I'm trying show you now.  We don't have to accomplish 
great things, make a lot of money, or have the most friends.  We're the dominant 
species on the planet, and sure, things can get a bit down and out.  But when 
everything is said and done, we have the best life just being human, and to me 
being _human_ is what life is all about...

"Well, that concludes our flight on Tobias's chartered tour of The Night By Owl 
Light.  As we descend back to the ground and feel ourselves become awake and 
alert, please stay seated and quiet until I give the word."

Moments later, Tobias landed on my arm again, and I gave her a few more treats 
as I watched as my audience started blinking and looking around a bit dazed 
without comment.

I turned my back to them as I took off the camera from around Tobias's head, 
then stroked the old bird's puffed out chest a few times while watching the 
sunrise together.

"Thank you, my friend.  I hope we can go flying together again someday," I said 
softly before giving her the last treat I had, then holding my arm out doing my 
little chirp whistle one last time.

One of the first paintings I painted later that year was the scene of myself 
with my arm still held straight out moments after Tobias took off.  I 
exaggerated the scene a bit, making the stretch of colors from the sunrise 
larger, and adding the sparkles her wings left behind in her wake.  But I like 
to think I captured the moment quite well, and I named it after the emotions I 
felt as she flew away.

I call it "Free at Last"...
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