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 Heart-In-Mind; Part 1

   Tags: M/F, public, anal, M/f, preteen, M/g-no-sex, ped, petting, MC,
sci-fi, fantasy



   I had been living in a small apartment, if one could call it that, for
the last few years.  Not having had much in the way of
relationships--rather casual or intimate--since shortly after I dropped out
of college, most anything "sexual" was usually through back-alley
hookers(usually the less skanky-looking ones), or finding a website that
fit my niche of porn.

   Girls.

   Girls, not what many other guys would openly admit, nor would woman of
the same caliber.  I'd had a fascination with girls, usually in the 5-to-10
year old range.  Always admiring the passing family, staring at the
daughters I'd see, and not wanting to use the "talents" I'd been given
somehow, some way, before I had even been born.

   OH--what do I mean by that?

   I was a freak.  No, not merely labeling myself that for being a proud
pedophile.

   2 Months before I was born, my mother, Ann, was given an experimental
drug that was merely supposed to make sure I was born healthy.  You see,
she'd been knocked up a few times by her early 30's, but each one had ended
badly, and rather a miscarriage OR worse was the result.

   SO in order to assure the future ME would be born 100% A-OK, she went to
some lab, got injected with some drug, and by the time I came around, no
one was aware of the side-effects.  But, sadly, my Mother passed away
shortly after I was born, and I was sent to live in the local Catholic
Home, where the Nuns soon became aware of my "inherent ability", and told
me every time I tried to control another Person's mind, I was "One Step
closer to damnation".

   With that lingering fear, like any child with or without the power to
control another person's mind, I just let things take their course, and by
the time I turned 13 I was lucky enough to be adopted by a loving elderly
couple.

   Mr.  and Mrs.  Hunter, Theo and Emily, who were the best pair of parents
any kid could hope for.  I never told them about my ability, and never
really much used it, as I'd gotten straightened-up enough for the majority
of my life, and was able to get through Public School, and then a small
university by myself, straight-B's.  At least for a few years.



   But the past is the past, and I've since learned that if you HAVE the
"gift" I was given, as claimed by the Nuns as being "the Devil's Eye", that
you shouldn't let it go to waste.  Which I did for a while, but after I'd
soon started using my gift, I could feel the side-effects of the drug
turning ugly.

   I'd lost some of my vision, and began to have migraines.

   The only bit of mind controlling I did was on a few meter maids, a
couple annoying people yelling at me one rainy evening as I tried to cross
the street, holding up traffic, and then as I tried to rob a bank, but
nearly got caught as I forgot to control more minds, but found out the
stress on my own would result in said migraine.

   Which is why I now lived pretty much in solitude, and never really left,
unless I was looking for work, or heading to the corner convenient store to
walk out with a few things, while keeping the clerk's mind blanked-out
while I grabbed a week's worth of snacks, drinks, and other necessities.

   The headaches were still there, of course, but my mind wasn't going to
be blanked-out for several hours.  And yes, I knew security cameras
existed, but the first thing I always did was get the key from the clerk,
unlock the back room, and turn off the cameras.

   I laughed whenever I saw the news report, and then the dumbfounded
former clerk being interviewed, or occasionally arrested while defiantly
shouting his innocence from the back of a squad car.

   But where should I pick up from?

   Well, let's begin...

   ----------------------------

   It was a Tuesday, at least that's what my cellphone said as I looked
over from my decently sized bedroom.  Again, my apartment isn't luxurious,
hell, it's barely above average, and I have gathered plenty of decor,
gadgetry, and whatever to keep me occupied.  But I'd been growing tired of
waking up to hearing loud people across the hall, upstairs or down, and was
tempted to start blanking people's minds, and turn my life into my own
personal "Heaven".

   Sitting up in my bed, seeing the morning sun peeking through the clouds
on the horizon, I flicked my sheets off to see my morning wood poking in my
boxers.

   Deciding if I was going to try a hooker, or maybe opt for the kiddy porn
I'd torrented the other night, I shook off my morning arousal, and decided
I needed to stretch my legs, and maybe even my mind.

   Hearing the sounds of the screeching brakes of what I knew well was a
school bus, I looked out the 3rd floor window and saw several kids,
including a few girls right in my IDEAL age group, and felt my head(the one
w/ my eyes) throbbing, as the pain from just the thought of controlling a
little girl's mind, made me second-guess myself.

   Suddenly I spotted a girl, about 7, wearing a pink blouse, a pair of
black jeans, and with short brown hair--looking RIGHT back up, directly at
me.  I can't tell you what it feels like to have one's mind blanked, as
I've only ever done it to others, but as the girl stared right at me, 3
floors up, I swore I felt her mind entering mine.

   We stared at each other mutually, locked inside each other's minds, and
I heard a voice say something to me.

   "Hello..."

   It was a kind, pleasant voice.  That of a little girl, and it was
similar to the inflection I used to use when I was first discovering my
"gift" as a kid, up until I was basically berated religiously into never
doing it again.

   I had to say something back, so I said "Hello" to her.

   She smiled and I saw her waving, but then another kid must have yelled
something to her, and she ran onto the bus, which drove off a moment later,
leaving me lost in thought, and feeling my mental capacity returning--being
"un-blanked", as I called it.

   Getting dressed, and definitely no longer caring about anything else, I
headed downstairs, and hopped on my bike.  I knew where the local
Elementary School, Lake Crest, was, and sped down the street, trying to
catch up to the bus.

   The light changed RED and I saw the bus stopping.  Pulling up on my
bike, I saw the girl talking to several kids on the bus, and tried to focus
my thoughts, I heard the other kids in the bus--all their own little chatty
minds.  A few were nervous about a field trip this afternoon, a few were
worried about a test, and then I heard the girl's voice.  Her mind's voice.

   "I wonder if he knows me..." she said to herself inside her mind.

   "Look behind the bus" I instantly told her, then saw her stop talking
for a second, and turn to see me on my bike.  She smiled and I waited for
her to respond.

   "You can go inside me too?" she asked.

   "Yes." I replied, telepathically connected to her.

   "What's your name?" she asked.

   "Andy." I replied.

   "I'm Lynn." she said back.

   I was about to reply, but the light changed GREEN and the bus puttered
down the street, I pedaled after, but was nearly swiped by a big U-Haul
truck, causing me to veer off course, and flip off my bike.

   A few passer-bys saw me and came over.  I could hear their minds saying
assorted things, rather worried about the "guy on the bike" or laughing at
the "dumbass who fell"(me).  I gathered myself, but felt my own mind
feeling like it needed to stretch more for some reason, I looked at one of
the laughing gawkers, who kept calling me a "fucking dumbass" in his mind.
With one blink of my eye, I blanked his mind, and had him pull out his
wallet.  Walking past him with my bent bicycle, I casually grabbed his
wallet, not one person noticing, then I left the crowd.

   Several minutes later as I looked back to see the still-blanked asshole,
I flicked his mind back on, and within seconds he began freaking out,
having NO idea where his wallet had gone, and he went into an angry tirade.


   I pulled his wallet out from hiding inside my hoody pocket, and saw
there were a few $50s inside, as well as a credit card which I knew I could
get some use out of.  I tossed the rest in a dumpster, then as I saw the
condition of my bike, I knew it was time to invest in a new mode of
transportation.

   (Hours passed by, and so details about said past hours will be omitted)

   It was just after 12-Noon when I was sitting inside a small cafe, not
your Chain one, but a real, true blue cafe.  The money from the gawker's
wallet was still funding my day, and now I wanted to go for another wallet,
or maybe a bit more to truly flex my muscles--brain muscles.

   Seeing a potential "provider", your typical Suit, who I watched come
into the cafe, look at me, and walk over.  "Excuse me, would you mind if I
swapped places with you?  I was waiting for my wife, but I said I'd be by
the window when she showed up..." he led off, trying to get the slightest
bit of sympathy.

   I thought for a moment, then briefly blanked his mind long enough to dig
through his recent memories, when I saw what his wife looked like--a fairly
HOT mid-30's red head, nice tits(which I saw as well, from what they had
done earlier in the day).  Then I went a bit deeper, and saw a few
kids--one was a stupid looking teenage boy, who I quickly moved past.  But
then I saw another little girl, who looked like her mom, and I felt the
twitch in my jeans as I wanted to explore more.

   BUT I felt I left the Suit on "Hold" for long enough, and let him come
back to reality.  "Sure...no problem..." I smiled as I stood up and let him
take the seat next to the window.  I walked over and sat at another table,
and peered over to see the Suit's wife walking across from the cafe.

   She came in a few minutes later, and I saw the two kiss, then I found
myself staring at the shape of the wife's round ass, and wanted to test my
skills even more.  She saw me looking, and then I saw the Suit getting
angry, directed towards me(obviously)--he stood up and came marching over,
and before he even got a chance to do anything, I blanked his mind, and
felt my own mind expanding.  I knew what I wanted: His wife.

   Planting a thought in his head, he suddenly froze, and his face filled
with anger, turned to a smile.  "Hey...I'd like you to meet my wife,
Sara..." he smiled, as he motioned towards his wife, who I instantly turned
my attention to, and blanked her mind, then planted the same thoughts as
well.

   She walked over, shaking her sexy hips, and smiled.  "Hi..." she
flickered her eye lashes at me, as she was definitely playing her part.

   "I'm gonna have sex with your wife..." I told the Suit, directly in his
head.

   He smiled, and looked at his wife, who heard the thought, and had no bit
of hesitation or doubt as she was slowly being controlled by my mind into
committing adultery.  She walked closer to me and eyed my crotch.

   As I had the Suit's wife, Sara, locked in my mind, we took the Suit's
luxury sedan.  I left the Suit sitting in the cafe, briefly forgetting
about his wife, and making him turn his mind to his boring job at some big
firm downtown.

   Deciding to make the most of my day, I pulled the sedan up to an empty
parking lot.  Sara, who was getting hornier by the second, undid her seat
belt as we stopped, and instantly reached for the bulge in my jeans.

   "Fuck me!!" she shouted, as she pulled off her blouse to expose her dark
red bra, covering her 32-C breasts.  She quickly popped that off, and I
sank closer to her, taking her left nipple in my mouth, suckling, and
getting her to moan while she ran her fingers through my hair.

   I pulled back from her tit, and undid my own jeans, pulling my boxers
down with them, and she grabbed my throbbing shaft, and swallowed it nearly
whole as she began to bob up-and-down on me.  "Suck my
dick....yeaaaahhh....tell me you're a whore...!" I instructed her.

   She looked up at me, pulling her mouth free, "I'm a whore...fuck me...!"
she yelled happily, and in my total control.  She shifted over to my lap,
which made me move the driver's seat back all the way.  Peeling up her
skirt, she showed off her soaking wet matching panties, and I stuck my
finger on her clit, rubbing it until I drove her to orgasm. 
"AAAAAHHHHH!!!" she yelled, dripping even more through her panties.  She
kissed me once more and aimed my cockhead towards her pussy.

   I pulled her panties aside, and quickly jammed my cock right up her.  I
knew I was going to cum fast, and knew I was also going to plant the
thought in her mind to KEEP the kid I was about to impregnate her with. 
"You're going to get pregnant, and have this child...tell your husband it's
his, but every time you get horny enough to fuck, I want you to fuck
yourself.  From NOW on your cunt, ass, and mouth are mine.  Until I say
otherwise..." I told her outloud, and mentally, making it a concrete
memory.

   She nodded, but was back in the spirit of things, and began to squeeze
her tits as I pounded her.  "Ohh...GOD!!  YESS!!!" she screamed as she came
again.

   "When you need to fuck, you will go back to the cafe, and you will use
the phone to call my phone number...." I led off, then planted the number
as well in her head(555-FUCK, okay?).  I kept on pounding her, then felt my
balls tightening.  I pulled out for a minute, then made her turn her back
to me.  She leaned forward and I jammed my cock up her ass, and heard her
grunt in some pain.  She clearly had never had anal, so I made it count.

   "Ohh...my ass...!  OW!!  It hurtsssss....!!" she yelled in pain.

   "You love my cock in your ass, don't you?" I asked her, getting the idea
planted.

   "YESSS!!!  I LOVE IT IN MY ASS!!" she happily agreed, hooked on it now.

   I knew I was spent, so I popped my load, cumming right up her ass, and
quickly wiping her mind about being pregnant.  Deciding there was a better
course of action.  I pulled out, and she sat back on the passenger seat. 
"What is your daughter's name?" I asked.

   "Brianna." she replied.

   "You will have Brianna come to me Friday night.  She will stay with me,
and I will bring her back when I want to." I told her, seeing her nod in
agreement, under my control.

   "Yes." she blankly replied.

   After driving the sedan back to the cafe, and leaving Sara without her
panties(letting her creamed ass drip my cum all the way from the car back
to her waiting husband, who's mind I'd restored.  I saw the happy couple
sitting in the cafe, back to their lunch, and saw Sara looking at me.  She
knew she had to bring her daughter to my apartment.

   As I got out of the car, and headed across to the park, I felt another
twinge in my head.  Not so much a headache, or migraine, but a feeling of
mental clarity.

   Reaching into my hoody pocket, where I had stuffed Sara's dark red
panties, I felt the wetness, and could feel my own hardness returning.  I
was finding the thrill of controlling people's minds an all new high.

   Walking through the park, which was fairly crowded for the early
afternoon.  I saw several potential people whose minds I nearly went ahead
and blanked, hoping to get my jollies.  One of the potential
minds-to-be-used was a sexy Asian girl, around 11 or 12, a little past my
"Prime" targeted age, but from staring at her little bumps, which were
barely noticeable unless she stood sideways.  She had dark black hair, and
I quickly focused on her mind.

   Digging through her head, I quickly saw a few images of her reflection
in front of a mirror, most likely in her bathroom back at her home.  Her
tiny tits showing, and she had been thinking about if they were ever going
to grow as big as her Mom's.  I saw her Mom flashing in her head, and could
see the size difference between mother and child.  Her Mom had rather large
breasts, probably from a boob job, but still a nice additional
vision--though clothed.

   I wanted to do more than merely read the girl's memories, and so I
walked over to her, as she was sitting on a park bench with a few other of
her age group, as well as a couple older kids--13-14 years, or so--and I
flashed my mind into hers.

   She looked directly at me, ignoring everything else.  "What's your
name?" I asked her.

   "Julie." she replied back in my head.

   "You will do what I say, okay?" I told her.

   She nodded, then stood up and I had her turn back to her friends, and
repeat what I was making her say: "Hey, I'm gonna go get a soda..." she
began, getting a few half-nods but mostly no reaction from the rest of them
as she walked over to me and stopped.

   "Julie...you're going to have sex with me." I explained mentally.  She
nodded once more, and we soon walked down the path, and left the park.

   I noticed, and heard the thoughts of a few people as I walked by,
escorting the blanked girl Julie towards a small motel, which was usually
frequented by hookers and their clientele.

   Walking towards an occupied Motel Room, I heard the people inside
talking, then without any care I blanked both of their minds.  I made the
man, a cheating husband, open the door, and as it opened I saw a hooker on
the bed, naked, and with a butt plug up her ass.  She was way too far gone,
looking like she'd been fucked by every man from ONE coast to the other.

   "Leave." I told them aloud.  Both nodded, and without dressing
themselves--the man in boxers and a shirt, and the hooker butt plug lodged
inside, with nothing to cover her over-fucked body, left the room.  I
turned and decided to have a bit more fun with their malleable minds. 
"You, take the butt plug out." I told the hooker, who complied.  "Take
it..." I told the cheating husband, "...now pull off your shorts and stick
it up your own ass, hard." I demanded, not getting any thrill of my own,
just laughing as I watched him grunt and yell as he forced it up his own
ass.  The hooker suddenly broke into laughter as I let her mind return, but
the man I kept blank.  I had him become the whore, and then went back
inside the hooker's mind and found the deep dark memory that had turned her
into a whore, she was barely out of high school.  She WAS once super sexy,
but had been so used and mis-used, she was a shell of her former self.  I
told the man to empty out his bank account, leave his wife, and give the
money which I quickly read was several hundred grand, to the hooker so she
could get a life back.

   I found the man's wallet and cellphone, and gave them back.  Telling
them both to get dressed I gave the hooker the keys to the man's Mercedes,
and made him sign the title over to her, then had him call the bank and
tell them to withdraw all his money and set it aside for the hooker.  She,
still under my control, then talked to who I assumed was the Bank manager,
and made her give him a lie-filled story of why she was receiving the
money.

   Then I let her take off in the car, and made the man forget his entire
history, save for his name, age, birthdate, and basics of life--plus, of
course, the wanting to sell himself to anyone.  I then released his mind,
and he looked at me, and then saw the cute little Asian girl.

   "You can go." I told him, getting him to simply walk off, and start his
new life.  (Let that be a lesson to cheating men, at least cheating men who
use nasty old hookers)



   BACK TO THE GOOD PART:



   Seeing how disheveled chosen Motel room was, which wasn't going to cut
it, I walked, with the blanked girl Julie, towards the manager's office.  I
didn't even bother waiting so I blanked the Manager, an older man, and
grabbed a room key from off the desk.

   Room #41 was recently cleaned, and I saw the latina maid--who was rather
attractive--so I put a thought in her mind, nothing for the present time,
but for a future date--adding that she'd give me sex when I wanted it.  She
nodded, then I had her peel off her panties and hand them to me.  Her name
was Emilia.

   Making Julie sit on the bed, I just looked at her and admired the bumps
on her chest.  "You may speak." I told her as I gave her back some of her
own mind.

   "What's your name?"

   "Call me Sir." I replied.

   "Sir." she smiled, almost eager to do what she knew was about to happen,
and with little of my control.

   "How old are you?" I asked.

   "11...I'll be 12 next month.  I really like you." she said, again, not
controlled completely, and with plenty of free will.

   "I like you too.  You can get naked now.  Take your panties off and give
them to me." I told her, then watched her stand back up and peel down her
jeans, pull her shoes and socks off, and then pull down her light pink
panties which I noticed were wet--probably from witnessing the man and
hooker minutes earlier.

   "You have a pretty body." I told her, getting her to smile again.  "You
can say anything you want to..." I added.

   "Are we going to have sex?" she asked me, not frightened, worried, or
anything--but still mostly of her own will.

   "Yes.  I'm going to have sex with you, and you'll never tell anyone. 
You will call me(giving her my #), and you will come to the park every
Saturday, and we will come back here and fuck.  You understand?" I told
her.

   "Yes.  Sir." she nodded, then peeled off her shirt, exposing her
uncovered little breasts, barely anything, but her slightly darker skin
made her nipples a darker pink, and I got closer and began to suckle her
left nipple.  She moaned loudly, and I moved my finger down to her nearly
hairless slit, rubbing it, and feeling her wetness.  I let her mind go, and
she looked back at me, a little nervously, but I could tell she was as into
this as I was.

   "You're now free...but you still want to do more, don't you?" I asked.

   "I...I'm a little scared...I've never done anything..." she began, but I
scanned her mind and saw her playing with her little tits in the shower
earlier today.

   "You've played with your titties...haven't you?" I asked her, getting
her to gasp.

   "How...how do you know?" she asked back, trying to cover herself
again--so I took back control and made her lay back on the bed.  She looked
at me, then I leaned down and dove face-first into her delicious tasting
preteen slit.  She moaned even louder, and her juices kept splashing from
her tiny pussy.  "OhhhhH!!  OOHH!!!" she came, not much of a squirt, but
still a beautiful tasting spray of juices hit my tongue.

   I leaned back, pulled down my jeans, and tossed my hoody off.  She
looked at me and smiled, once again I let her mind back, and she seemed to
be into it completely now.  "You like that?" I chuckled, seeing her nod,
and her face flush from the climax.

   "I loved it...I've never done THAT before!" she cheered, speaking 100%
truthfully in her admission.

   "I bet." I smiled, then pulled my cock out of my boxers, and knew I
needed to cum soon--and with the wonderful feeling of clarity in my own
mind, I felt like I was finally getting the most in my life.  Lining up my
cock head with Julie's young pussy, I rubbed it up and down her wet slit,
and jammed it inside, getting the wonderful tightness surrounding the first
inch or so, and trying to push as deep as I could.

   "Ohh....OW!" she yelled, feeling the violation, and my cock poking into
her cherry.  "Do it...I wanna do it!" she told me, once again on her own. I
nodded, then popped all the way through, breaking her cherry, and I began
to thrust in and out of her 11 year old cunt.

   "Ohhhh!  Oh!!  SHIT!!  I'm gonna CUM!!" I told her, then heard her begin
to worry in her mind, but I moved that away, and put her back in the
pleasure of the moment.  I made her lean up and we shifted so she was on
top.

   Riding me, she was getting back into it, and I reached my hands up and
gripped her ass cheeks.  "Mmm....God...this feels so great...." she moaned
as she was nearing another orgasm.

   I spread her ass, and rubbed a finger up her little ass crack.  I found
her asshole and stuck my finger tip inside.  She grunted, then sped up her
pumping up and down on my cock.  I knew we were both about to cum, so I
leaned up and suckled her right titty, and finally hit the edge.  Shooting
several shots up her preteen pussy, "Ohhh!!  OH!!!!" I yelled as I came
inside.

   "AHHHHH!!!" she yelled in ecstasy, cumming as well, and slumping down to
my chest.



   A minute later she looked up at me and I pulled her off my body.  Her
creampied little pussy dribbling onto the bed.  I knew she was still free
of her own will, cause she giggled and admired the cum dripping from her.
"It feels all squishy..." she smiled.

   I pulled her closer and kissed her on her little lips, tasting her
tongue, and rubbing her little ass a bit more.  "Julie...you will always
remember me." I told her.

   "I will, Sir." she nodded.



   We got dressed, and after adding Julie's panties to my pocket--with the
Maid's, as well as Sara's--I let Julie return to the park, after giving her
a $20 to get a soda, and whatever else, before heading back to her friends.




   Feeling a little worn out, I took a public bus the few blocks to the
Lake Crest Elementary School.  It was nearly 2 pm, and I knew the younger
kids would be getting out soon.

   As I walked towards the school fence, I saw a janitor and called him
over to open the locked gate.  His mind blanked, I had him lead me to the
service entrance, and inside the school.



   Heading up a few flights of stairs I arrived in one of the hallways,
where I heard the bell ring--signalling the end of the day for the 1st, 2nd
and 3rd graders--one of whom I knew was Lynn.  Using a bit of mental
camouflage I was able to stand there in place as the kids and teachers all
rushed into the hall.  The older students were readying for another hour of
school, while the rest of the students were in their coats and with
backpacks packed to head out to the buses or waiting parents.

   It was then that I saw Lynn, who I realized wasn't affected by my
hiding, and she turned to look at me.

   "I see you." she said aloud, then walked the few feet over to me.

   "The others can't." I told her.

   "How?" she asked.  I just tapped on my head, and she giggled a
delightfully wonderful giggle.  "Are you like me?" she asked.

   "Yep...wanna go talk...I've never known anyone else like me..." I told
her.  She took my hand and smiled, so we left.  Using my mind I managed to
keep her camouflaged as well as we headed out the main entrance, and past
the kids and assorted others as we walked down to the playground.

   She sat down the edge of a swing and looked up at the cloud-covered sky.
"What do you do?" she asked me, looking up still.

   "Not much..." I shrugged, the two of us speaking aloud.

   "How are we the same?" she asked, not believing she and I were so much
alike.

   "I was born like this..." I told her.

   "ME too..." she nodded.  "...did your Mommy die too?" she asked, which
blew my mind--I tried to focus my mind inside of hers.  "...You can
look...see..." she began again, letting me access her past, and I could see
her own Mother, who, like mine, had died shortly after Lynn had been born.

   "I'm sorry Lynn..." I told her as I walked over and crouched down to her
level.

   She looked at me, and tilted her head like a curious puppy.  "Did you do
that to a girl?" she asked, then I realized she was reading an open memory,
from the Motel.  She giggled, "...why??" she asked, more curious still.

   "Cause it was fun..." I laughed, joining her.  She smiled at me, not
disgusted, or anything, as we knew our minds were the only two like ours. I
looked at her, "Who do you live with?"

   "An older lady...her name is Mrs.  Hunter..." she replied, then gasped
as she could hear my thoughts.  We realized the connection.

   "Hunter...?" I asked in disbelief.  I suddenly felt something in my
head--and grabbed her hand and ran off the playground.

   As we ran off the school grounds, and towards traffic, I could hear her
mind.  "Where are we going?  What's wrong?" she asked me mentally.

   "Something's wrong....we need to get to someplace safe..." I told her
aloud.

   "Where?" she asked aloud.

   I stopped running and looked at her.  I could see her fear and tried to
calm her.  "Lynn...I think there's something else...something that connects
us..." I told her, unsure of where I was going, and seeing her trying to
process things as well.

   "Okay....where?" she asked.  "Can we go to your home?"

   I shook my head, once again feeling that strange feeling, something I'd
never felt before, and knew it wasn't from Lynn.  "No...I don't think it'd
be safe for either of us..." I told her.

   She suddenly pointed to a cab, coming towards us.  Suddenly the cab
stopped and she opened the door.  The cabby didn't say a word, and she
looked up at me.  "Let's go...!" she told me, taking charge.

   I sat next to her, and heard her mind saying something to the
now-BLANKED cabby.  He nodded, then accelerated, and remained quiet. 
"Where are we going...?" I asked, perplexed still, but knowing she was
fully aware of her own power.

   "Some place safe..." she replied, smiling at me and for some strange
reason leaning against me.  I felt a bit of happiness between us, as our
bond was definitely more than I had once thought, so I wrapped my arm
around her and felt her breath against me.

   The cab came to a stop about half-a-mile down the road, we each got out,
and Lynn turned back to the driver.  "Have a nice day, Mister..." she
smiled, the cabby smiled back, once again in control of himself, and drove
off without asking for fare.

   I looked around and saw we were in a really nice neighborhood, nowhere
near where either of us lived.  "What are we doing here?" I asked her.

   She shrugged, "I dunno...but I saw it on TV and wanted to come here..."
she smiled, not sure of her reasoning.  She looked back at me, "Andy...why
did we run?" she asked.

   I paused, and couldn't feel that bizarre feeling anymore.  "I think
someone knew where we were..." I told her.

   "How?  Can't you...like hide yourself?  Like you did at school?" she
asked.

   "I can...but someone knew where we were..." I replied, "I don't know
how, but they did." I could see her worried look, but had no idea how to
comfort her.  I got back down to her level and hugged her tightly.  "We can
stay over there..." I told her as I pointed towards a nice, 3-story house,
and saw the driveway was empty.

   "What if there are people there?" she asked me.

   "We can get their help." I told her, then laughed, as we both knew we
could do pretty much anything we wanted.

   Knocking on the door, we stood there and waited for someone to come see
who was at the door.  Minutes passed and I knew there was no one home.  I
looked across the street, and saw a man looking over at us.  "You looking
for the Stanton's?" he asked.

   "Yeah..." I began, lying, "...any idea where they are?" I asked back.

   "Out of town...will be till sometime next week." he replied.  "You the
house-sitter?" he asked once more.  I quickly planted the idea, using the
advantage and the rouse, he smiled and looked at Lynn.  "Your daughter's
cute..." he chuckled, making me realize Lynn had joined-in the game.

   "Thank you..." she smiled, and courtseyed.

   "I forgot my key..." I told the man, who was free once again.  He
chuckled.

   "Well, I think they left a spare with my wife..." he began, then ran off
towards his house.  He went inside and ran back out a few minutes with a
key on a keychain and handed it to me.  "Hopefully you won't lose this
one..." he laughed.  I thought about making him empty out his wallet, but I
felt Lynn looking back at me, she smiled and I decided to just move on.

   "Thanks." I nodded, and then put the key in the lock, and opened the
door.



   Walking inside, we were both amazed at the subtle luxury in the nice
house.  Lynn ran over to the large leather couch and jumped on it.  Her
little shirt flying up to show off the waistband of her little panties. 
She plopped back down and looked over at me, she knew I'd been staring and
smiled.  "You like watching me, don't you?" she asked.

   "I do...I think you're really cute Lynn." I told her as I walked over
and felt like I needed to get off my feet, so I sat next to her on the soft
couch.  She placed her hand on my leg and I felt the bond between our minds
was growing--as was a slight bulge in my jeans from our closeness.

   "Can we get something to eat?  I haven't had anything since lunch at
school..." she blurted out.

   "What should we get?" I asked back.

   "Pizza..." she smiled, then she looked at me, and we both laughed.

   Using my cellphone I called a pizza place I knew we'd passed, one of the
Chain ones.  Ordering a pizza, with pepperoni, and a bottle of root
beer(which I wasn't paying for, clearly), I gave them the address and sat
back on the couch.  "Should be here soon...what do you want to do?" I asked
her, knowing we'd have to entertain ourselves as we "house sat".

   "Do they have movies...or a game?" she asked.

   I walked over to the large 40" plasma TV and turned it on.  Grabbing the
remote I put the satellite on, and changed it to one of the cartoon
channels.  She instantly began to watch the TV, and I handed her the
remote. "I'm gonna go scope out the house..." I told her.

   "Are you gonna take stuff?" she asked, knowing what I had been thinking.

   "I might...you wanna come with me, or stay here?" I asked back.  She
shook her head and went back to watching some cartoon which got her to
giggle.

   Upstairs, on the second floor, I saw a couple bedrooms, as well as the
bathroom.  Walking into the large, master bedroom, I saw photos of the
Stanton's--a husband, wife, and two kids.  The girl, a cute little 3 or 4
year old, caught my attention.  I figured her room was the one across the
hall, so I left and walked into the overly pink room.

   A small bed, meaning the girl was probably 4 going on 5, was covered in
stuffed animals, and sheets with unicorns.  I walked over to the little
dresser and opened the top drawer to see more little pairs of panties than
my pedo mind could ever imagine.  I took a few pairs out and held them to
my nose, inhaling some scents from the little girl, but getting more bleach
than anything.  I thought about stuffing a few pairs in my pocket, to add
to my growing collection, but I felt Lynn's mind, and turned around to see
her standing inside the room.

   "This is a pretty room..." she smiled as she ran over and hopped on the
small bed.  She looked at me.  "Maybe I can sleep here..." she told me.

   "Sure." I nodded, then saw her staring at the panties I was still
holding.

   "Why are you holding those undies?" she asked curiously.

   I set them back in the drawer and walked over.  She scooched over on the
bed, and I sat.  "You remember what you saw in my mind?" I asked her back,
remembering the little Asian girl Julie, and sending the memory of me
fucking her.  Lynn nodded.  "You see...I like girls...part of what makes
ME, Me....get it?"

   She shook her head.  "You like girls, so you like...to see them naked?"
she pondered, then looked inside my mind to verify her question.  "And you
make them do things....why?"

   "Cause....well...I really like girls, and making them do things to me
makes me happy." I replied.  She pondered for a minute and looked at me. 
"You can see what I'm saying...go ahead and look..." I instructed her,
letting her look more inside my open mind.

   I could feel her looking once more, and saw the visions of the kiddy
porn I had on my laptop.  She looked on her face, at least at first, then
she smiled.  "You have a lot of naked girls you like to look at..." she
briefly commented.

   "Lynn..." I interrupted her, as I felt her own mind opening up to mine.
She was letting me inside her mind.

   "When I saw you this morning, I knew I was supposed to meet you.  Andy,
do you feel the same way?" she asked me as she moved closer to me on the
bed, and leaned up to wrap her small arms around me.  "Mmmmmm....." she
softly sighed, feeling the best she'd ever felt(which I could tell).

   I felt my mind wandering towards thoughts that I knew I shouldn't have
been thinking SO openly--plus I knew she was probably quickly picking up on
them.  I saw her smiling back up at me, and she placed her hand back on my
leg, then slowly moved it closer to my upper thigh.  "Lynn...we can't do
this..." I tried to convince her, as well as myself.

   "Why not?  I know what you're thinking....and I'm not scared..." she
told me, proving she was growing aware of what all our shared gift was
doing to her own heightened senses.

   I was about to say something, but heard the doorbell ring, and knew it
was the Pizza guy.  "Let's eat something, then we can see what else there
is to do....okay?" I asked her, hopping off the bed, and getting her to
accept the sudden alteration of things, and follow me.

   Back at the front door, which I opened and saw a skinny looking pot-head
Pizza guy, I knew I had to hold back from smiling too widely as I quickly
blanked him, grabbed the pizza and soda, then made him pull out the wad of
cash he had in his pocket, and give me half of it.  I unblanked his mind,
but not before getting him to say "Thank You".  Then he left.

   Lynn and I enjoyed the free meal, as we sat in the freely-gained house.
The TV was now on some middle-average family movie, which made us both
chuckle at the right intervals.  I could see Lynn was once again wrapped-up
with the entertainment, and stood up to check outside to see if anyone had
been drawn to the fact that the Stanton's house was now occupied.

   "Andy...what do we do about other stuff...?  Like clothes, and things?"
I heard Lynn asked, which made me turn around.

   "Well...we'll need to go to a store..." I told her.

   "I got my clothes back at my house..." she began, but quickly remembered
the eery connection with "Mr/Mrs.  Hunter".  "You...think we should so
someplace else, don't you?" she asked, getting my own thoughts in her head.

   "Until we can figure things out, we're best to keep things simple for
now.  We can head to one of the stores in a bit...we just have to make sure
no one is going to be following us...how ever they are able to..." I
replied, still not at all knowing what I'd felt hours earlier.

   "What did it feel like?  When you...you felt that feeling?" she asked.

   I shook my head, "Like...when you enter someone's mind without them
knowing...but there was something more...invasive...a deeper sort of
feeling.  You ever get headaches when you play with someone's mind?" I
questioned.

   "Sometimes, but Mrs.  Hunter told me that..." she began, but stopped.

   "Mrs.  Hunter?  Did she know about your gift?" I asked her.  She nodded,
then got a scared look in her eyes and ran over to me.  I hugged her close,
and kissed her on the top of her short brown hair.  "Shhh....shhh..." I
tried to comfort her as I heard her softly weeping in my arms.  "We'll
figure it out Lynn...I promise you." I told her truthfully, as I wanted
nothing more than to make her forget her worries, and help us BOTH find the
answers we were now out to find.

   She looked back at me, and I felt our minds locking once more.  Sharing
a smile I felt more than our minds were connecting, and I knew she felt the
same as she leaned up and kissed me on my lips--and we stayed locking lips
for nearly a minute.  The kiss ended, and as I knew my wandering mind was
bound to be picked up by her, she just giggled.  "Do you like me now...?"
she asked.

   "Of course I do..." I chuckled, getting her to gasp happily and smile
even more.

   "You mean you wanna see me naked?" she asked, showing a bit more
nervousness, but clearly trying to act like she was being brave.  She knew
I wouldn't buy her act, but played it up anyways.

   "Lynn...I..." I tried to come up with something, but knew lies were
useless.  "You're very beautiful...but...I know you know what I like about
little girls, but I don't want to use you like that..." I tried convincing
the mind-reading 7 year old, who just stood there and twirled her hair. 
She started giggling, and I knew I wasn't going to find any reason to not
do what she knew I was wanting to do.

   "You do..." she began, not so much posing a question, but knowing the
truth in her mind.  She slowly motioned to pull off her shirt, but I
grabbed her in my arms, and led her upstairs to the master bedroom.

   Gently setting her on the large king-sized bed, we stared into each
others minds, and there was a feeling of electricity between us.  She just
smiled, and sat up as I sat next to her.  "Lynn...we can do anything you
want..." I told her, wanting this experience to be as mutually enjoyable
for the both of us.

   "Can you show me your..." she said, a little nervousness in her words.
She looked back at the bulge in my jeans, and without any bit of doubt to
quell my desire I pulled my pants down and tossed them onto the floor.  She
looked at the tented boxers which still separated her from the view.  She
must've felt my bravery feeding her, as she pulled off her shirt and
exposed her flat little 7-year old nipples and bare chest.

   "Lynn...you're so beautiful..." I told her as I leaned in and we kissed
again, feeling more of our growing connection--both physically and
psychically.  I softly rubbed her chest and belly, seeing the remaining bit
of a baby belly framing her little inny belly button.  She leaned back,
feeling it was the natural thing to do--and picking up my inner-most
desires.

   "You...you're going to do the thing to me, right?" she asked, still
wondering, as even with her gift she was still really nervous and unsure if
I was going to consummate the love we now shared.  I slowly moved down
towards her, and removed her jeans, then saw her tiny light blue panties
and could smell her girly fragrances emanating.

   I nodded back, and as I tossed her jeans and then her tiny socks and
shoes off, I looked back at her, nearly nude, and the very definition of
perfection.  "This is going to be a little painful..." I told her, alluding
to the eventual taking of her virginity.  She half-smiled, knowing I was
speaking the absolute truth again, and trying to gain additional
confidence. Reaching for her panties I gently tickled her little covered
mound, and got her to giggle.

   "That tickles...." she giggled.  She looked down to see how close I was
to her little pussy, then I felt her mind speaking in mine.  "I'm
scared..." she truthfully told me aloud a moment later.

   I could feel her sadness, and knew we weren't ready to take that ONE
final leap.  I knew she was wanting to do things--for me as well as her own
impending desires--but she looked truly fearful of the new experience. 
"Lynn...like you know already...it's your decision." I told her, then
helped her back up, and held her in my arms.

   A few tears were forming on her face as we looked at each other again.
"You still love me...d...don't you?" she asked, even sadder as she sobbed.
I pulled her face to my own, and kissed her on her soft lips.

   "Of course I do." I nodded, hugging her tightly, and pulling her onto my
lap.  My covered(and dripping) cock poked her panty-covered little ass, and
I still had the urge to cum.  She felt the poking, and giggled.  Looking
down at my cock, she knew what it was for, and what would happen soon--then
without warning she freed my hard cock and grabbed it. 
"Mmmm....Lynnnnnnn...." I moaned softly, loving her soft hand on my shaft.

   "It's big and sticky..." she half-laughed as she looked at the precum
dripping down from my cockhead, and onto her little hand.  She looked back
at me, and I could tell she was trying to figure out the next stop by
picturing Sara, the woman I'd fucked earlier, and a second later Lynn had
lowered her little face down to my cock, and swallowed most of my head in
one shot.

   "Ohh...OHH!!" I moaned louder, then watched in some surprise as she
began to pick up on my own desires, and was now bobbing her tiny mouth up
and down on the first inch or so of my cock.  "Lynnnn...yesss....do that
faster...make me cum....!" I told her, knowing she was learning more from
the thoughts running through her head, from MY head(the one above the
shoulders), and knew exactly how to suck the way I liked it. 
"Ohhhh...Goddd!!" I yelled, then saw her lock her mouth around my cock(like
a well-experienced pro), and began to shoot my load RIGHT into her little
7-year old mouth, and could see her cheeks puffing out.

   Hearing a couple loud gulps, I saw her let my cock go, lick the drip or
two dribbling down my shaft, and then smile.  "That was good...right?" the
sexy little 7-year old psychic slut asked as she licked a bit more of my
cum off my tip, then smiled again.

   I pulled her back into my arms and hugged her.  "You did great Lynn..."
I told her, kissing her on the forehead, then I knew I had to return the
favor, and still wanted her to feel more of the pleasure she'd given me. 
Flipping her on her back, I peeled off her panties(which were a bit wetter
now), and immediately dove down to her little slit and began to lick her up
and down, getting her to gently moan for her first time.

   "Mmmmmmmm.....that...that feels sooooo....goooooood....." she
practically purred, feeling her entire body tingling.  She looked down at
me as we made eye contact again, we were now locked once more, and the
pleasure was heightened through our minds, bodies and souls as I ate her
little pussy.

   "Cum for me Lynn...let yourself go..." I told her, inside her mind.  "If
you feel the need to let it all go, then do it....do it for me..." I added,
still eating her little pussy, and getting more drips and drops of her
little girl nectar.  She was getting more and more tense, and I looked back
up to see her eyes locked shut as she was trying to find just when to let
go.

   "Oooooohhhhh.....I'm....I'm...." she neared the edge, then as I slowed
my tongue, I shifted her body upwards a bit, sticking her little ass right
up to my tongue, and licked her tiny little rosebud, which was definitely
her GOOD spot, as she came--ACTUALLY came--and squirted her juices down
onto my face, with my tongue working her little ass faster and faster. 
"OhhH!!  OOHHHH!!" she yelled, cumming with passion, and then slumped back
down to the bed.

   I saw her tiny eyes opening, eyelids heavy and her breathing starting to
calm.  She smiled at me, and knew we'd just become more than mere
telepaths. "You and I..." I began, talking out loud again.

   "Me and you..." was all she said as she sat back up, and we kissed
passionately again.



   The End of Part 1