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   The Power of Touch by NotVeryNice (notveryniceoneeither@yahoo.com) MC,
LONG, INC, ANY COMBO OF MFmf, CON, ROM

   Chapter 5

   I woke up early this time.  The sun was just starting to make the sky
lighten up.  The alarm clock confirmed that it was 5:28 AM.  Reaching over,
I tried to disable the alarm so it wouldn't go off, but found it already
disabled.  Must be why I overslept yesterday.  I guess I just forgot to
turn it back on.

   I rolled out of bed and shuffled to the bathroom.  No morning wood this
time.  Hmm, I wonder...  I focused on myself and told my dick to get hard.
I swear, I actually heard my pants make a shuffling noise I got hard so
fast.  I focused again and told it to go down.  Wow, I guess I have quite a
bit of control over my body.

   I did my morning rituals in the bathroom and went back to my room to get
ready.

   Sam was walking out of her room and we crossed paths.  She was still a
little asleep, but I was already alert.  I smacked her ass and kept
walking. She just made a little yelping noise and kept walking.

   I got dressed and went downstairs.  I didn't really feel hungry, so I
decided to just eat a granola bar or something.  I spotted the dog food by
the back door and remembered Lucy.

   I went back there chewing my granola bar and opened the door.  I looked
around and didn't see Lucy.  She must be really good at hiding.  "Lucy?" I
called out and she trotted up from the bushes behind our house.  Grinning
and her tail wagging, she walked up next to me and started licking my
outstretched hand.  I connected to her.

   "Hey, girl!  Sleep well?"

   *Yes, master.  Nobody came around, either.  Lucy watched over you,
master.  Can Lucy have more food?  Lucy is hungry.*

   "Sure thing, girl.  Hold on." I reached inside and got the dog food.  I
put a pile on the floor and she started eating.

   *Thank you, master.*

   "I'll talk to my mom today, OK?"

   *Yes, master.  Can Lucy run and explore, master?*

   "Of course you can.  Just don't let the dog catcher see you.  You don't
have a collar, so they will just send you to the pound."

   *Can master get Lucy a collar?*

   "Yeah, I'll get you one.  I just need to talk to my mom first."

   *Thank you, master.*

   I petted her some more then went back inside.  Sam was walking down the
stairs brushing her hair.

   "Remember that white dog, Sam?"

   "Yeah.  Did you go play with it?"

   "Yeah, sorta..." I opened the sliding glass door all the way and Sam
spotted Lucy.

   "You stole it??"

   "No, Captain Jumps-to-Conclusions!  She ran away.  I did like you said.
I looked inside and tried to make her smarter and it worked.  She ran away
and found me here last night.  I didn't have a chance to tell you."

   She quickly walked over and stopped short of Lucy while she ate. 
"What's its name?"

   "Her name is Lucy.  She told me."

   She looked at me with her eyebrows raised.  "What do you mean 'she told
you'?"

   "I can talk to her if I connect.  It's actually pretty neat." I smiled
and connected to Lucy again.

   *Who is this female human, master?*

   "Lucy, this is Samantha.  We call her Sam.  She is my sister."

   "Are you talking to her?  She can understand you?" She was getting
excited the more this played out.

   Lucy looked at Sam and reached with her nose and sniffed her.  She
licked Sam's outstretched hand and grinned at her.  *I like this one.*

   "Yes, I'm talking to her.  She likes you."

   "Did she tell you this?  This is soooo cooool!"

   Sam reached out and petted Lucy.  Lucy just enjoyed it.

   "We gotta start heading to the bus stop, Sam."

   "Can Lucy come with us?"

   I looked at Lucy.  "Sure, if she wants."

   *Lucy will go wherever you go, master.*

   I laughed at that one.  "OK, Lucy, come on then."

   Sam and I walked inside and grabbed our bags and met Lucy outside again.
We started walking to the bus stop with Lucy between us.  Sam had
apparently fell in love with her because she wouldn't stop petting Lucy.

   Eddie ran up to us as we turned the corner.  "Whoa, Aaron!  Lucy really
did escape!"

   "Yeah, she found me last night."

   "Isn't she pretty, Eddie?"

   "Yeah, she is.  It's those piercing blue eyes.  I wonder what kind of
dog she is."

   Lucy was just listening to all of this and sniffing the air and ground
by us.  I don't know if she was talking or not because I wasn't connected.

   "Don't know.  Good question.  Want to go ask her previous owner?" I
asked Eddie.

   "Oh, yeah!  Let me just walk up there and ask!  Not!"

   We were at the bus stop and the other people there noticed Lucy.  Some
came by to check her out, others were wary of a dog without a leash.  Lucy
seemed to love the attention and licked every hand and arm she could reach.
She must have been really starved for attention.

   I saw the bus turning up the street and kneeled down to Lucy. 
"Remember, be careful, OK?  I'll see you when school lets out." I scratched
her sides some more.

   *Lucy will be careful, master.* she grinned at me again and licked my
chin.

   I petted her head and went to get in line to board the bus.  Lucy sat
there patiently until the bus started to drive away.

   I sat down in the empty seat behind Sam and Eddie.  They were having
their own little conversation so I just leaned back and looked out the
window.  This was as good a time as any to figure some stuff out, since it
took a good 25 minutes to get to school.

   Last night was almost a really bad night.  I hated that I had to do that
to Kenny.  I didn't have a choice, though.  I guess he just wanted his
fellow cops to be as good as he was.  Maybe I could come up with a way to
upgrade them without them knowing that it was me.  I know Kenny would help
out.  It is, after all, what he was trying to do last night, aside from
telling the world about me.  I'm sure an upgraded police force would make
this side of town much safer, IF they used their upgrades for the right
purposes.

   Now, Angie...  That was a whole lot of surprising fun!  She lives next
door, too!  I hope I get to do what we did last night a whole lot more. 
Maybe I might have a shot with Valerie too?  I wonder what their story is.
I'll just have to ask, next time I see them.

   What do I have planned for today?  I know that I have 4 teachers that
will let me do whatever.  I don't plan on changing them at all, I just
didn't want to bother having to pay attention in class.

   I was lost in thought when Sam bopped me on the head.  Eddie and Sam
were both leaning over their seats looking at me.  "Huh?  What happened?" I
said, coming out of my brainstorming session.

   "I said we had a thought." Sam said and looked at Eddie.

   "Dude, if you can do this, there have got to be other people who can,
too.  They might not be so nice like you.  Think about it..." Eddie was
looking genuinely concerned.

   He's right.  There could definitely be other people who can do the
things I can.  What does that mean, though?  "That's true.  If they are
bad, they could think I'm a threat.  If any movie or video game has taught
me anything is that the bad guy would try to eliminate his competition on
the first opportunity that came up."

   "We have an idea, though!" Sam was smiling.  "Booby traps!"

   I wasn't quite understanding what she meant.  "You mean like
land-mines?"

   "No, you dolt!  Psychic booby traps!" Eddie was enjoying being in the
loop that I wasn't part of yet.

   "I don't know exactly what it is you do or see, but I'm sure you can
figure out some way to set up a booby trap so that if anyone tried to mess
with you or any of us, they would regret it." Sam told me.  She and Eddie
had a great idea there.

   I'd have to think about this and figure out what I could do.  Then I'd
have to figure out how to test it.  "Good idea guys.  I'll let you know
what I come up with."

   Sam beamed at me then looked at Eddie.  "See, I told you that he'd take
it seriously."

   The bus driver had spotted them leaning over the seat and yelled to the
back: "SIT DOWN!" Sam immediately sat right.  Eddie followed suit much
slower.  He mumbled

   "What a bitch!" and the bus driver apparently heard him.

   "WHAT DID YOU SAY?" She was on a hair trigger today, apparently....

   "I said I have a back itch!" Eddie yelled back to her.  Sam giggled and
pushed Eddie a little.

   I must have been really deep in thought because next time I looked up
and took stock of what I was doing I was already sitting in my homeroom. 
The students were still filing in slowly.  I looked around and spotted the
empty desk next to me.  I remembered Sasha and recalled what happened
yesterday.  I wonder if she went to relieve her pent up sexual frustration
after class.

   I saw her walking in.  She immediately looked my way and continued to
walk towards her desk.  I got up and took my notebook with me and walked to
the teacher's desk.  Ms.  Yi was organizing some paperwork on her desk.  I
couldn't think of anything to say right off the bat, so I just stood there.


   She looked up at me.  "Yes, Mr.  Gordon?"

   "Uhh, Ms.  Yi.  Is there any extra credit work going to be available in
your class this year?"

   "There might be some later in the semester, but not yet."

   "Oh, OK.  Can I borrow your pencil, Ms.  Yi?" I had the adult package
set in mind already.

   "Make it quick, please, Mr.  Gordon." She handed it to me and I touched
her finger, making the instant changes.

   "Sure thing, Ms.  Yi.  I looked around and saw that nobody was paying
attention.  They were still chatting to themselves.  I leaned down and
wrote out 'extra credit available later in semester' in the inside of my
notebook cover.  "Ms.  Yi, you won't care about what I do in this class
anymore.  Anyone I interact with, you'll allow, understand?"

   "Certainly, Mr.  Gordon.  I need to start my class now.  Would you
kindly take your seat?"

   I nodded to her and walked back to my desk.  I looked at Sasha the whole
way.  I wonder how horny she already is.  I sat down and looked her way. 
She kept stealing glances at me.  She took her pencil and wrote something
on a paper and inconspicuously dropped it onto the floor, then slid it
towards me with her foot.  She really was good at being sneaky.

   I was as conspicuous as I could be and leaned down and grabbed the paper
to read it.  I heard Sasha gasp a little and stare straight ahead.  I
looked at the note.  -What did you do to me yesterday?-

   I thought for a bit.  -What makes you think I did something?- I folded
the note and held it out to her, not trying to hide anything.  She looked
like I was crazy and trying to get her in trouble or something.  I chuckled
and leaned over and put the note on her desk, touching her arm while I was
at it.  I ensured that she felt a nice big jolt to her clit from my
contact. She made a little surprised peep noise.  Ms.  Yi, never even
looked our way.  She was busy teaching the class about complex polynomials.


   Sasha scribbled something and dropped her hand next to her and shook her
hand a bit for me to take it.  I took her note and opened it.  -For the
same reason that I think you did something to my arm [and my Cl] (she tried
to cross those words out)-

   I smiled at her when I read it.  I put the note on my desk and wrote
back: -What happened to your clit just now?  This sounds interesting...- I
handed her the note and when she went to take it I withdrew a little bit
and she missed the first time she tried to take it.  She leaned out and
took it, making contact with my fingers, which I had made sure were going
to give her clit a longer lasting more subtle jolt.  Her eyes bugged out
when she felt the jolt and she kind of melted a little into her chair.  She
opened the note and read it.  Then her face flushed when she saw what I
wrote.  Apparently, she thought that she successfully scribbled out the
part where she asked about her clit.  She got her pencil and wrote me a
reply.  -You really did this, didn't you?  Somehow you are messing with my
pussy without even touching it.  How?- She handed me the note.
I read it and looked her way.  She wasn't even trying to pretend to pay
attention now, she was just looking at me.  I suppose that since the
teacher wasn't caring if she paid attention or not before might have had
something to do with her disregard for subtlety now.  I jotted down: -Did

you like it?- and handed it back to her.

   She took it and read it.  She hesitated a bit and put her pencil to her
lips, contemplating what to say.  -Yes, how are you doing this?- She handed
it back and made sure to touch me.  I obliged her and sent a couple of
quick jolts and a long soft one.

   I wrote back -Magic!  You wouldn't believe me if I told you.  If you
want, I can show you more...- and handed the note back.

   She read it and closed her eyes enjoying whatever was happening to her
body for a bit.  -Lunch?- She handed it back and held onto my hand when I
went to take it.

   I told her muscles to freeze in place and muted her.  Then I gave her
the basic female package, connecting all her erogenous zones together, then
sent jolts of pressure to her clit, her g-spot, both her nipples, and her
asshole.  She couldn't move but since I was holding her hand I could feel
her.  I could tell she was having a nice long orgasm right in the middle of
class.  The only thing I didn't freeze was her pussy which I could See was
spasming.  She started to calm down and I slowly unfroze her muscles.  Her
breathing was coming in deep.  She knew that she was in class, so she kept
from making too many obvious noises, even without her voice.

   After she settled in place a little more I unmuted her and she looked at
me with complete lust in her eyes and bit her lower lip seductively.  I let
go of her hand and read the note.  I smiled and looked at her.  She was
still looking at me and the longer she did, the hornier she got.  I just
nodded and mouthed 'lunch' to her.  She just smiled back and zoned out the
rest of class.

   I had some thinking to do.  Sam and Eddie had brought up a good point in
the bus today.  I had to defend myself somehow.  If anyone else out there
can do this too, then they might do some unpleasant things to me.  I went
over what I could do and how I'd stop myself.

   I could go 4 levels down, to the DNA.  I could change things on each
level, too.  The top level was just input, the second was emotions, and the
3rd was involuntary functions.  Assuming there are malicious people out
there that can do this, there might also be kind people too.  I can't
necessarily put a mental claymore outside my first layer.  Come to think of
it, if I put something subtle outside my first layer, they will know I have
defenses.  I should come up with a disguise.  How to do that, is the
question now...

   If I copy my top 3 layers and project them 'above' my first layer, it'll
look like I'm some normal guy.  Then I need to know if anyone is probing. I
thought some more.  I had my disguise figured out so I could blend in, now
I needed an early warning system.  Motion detectors don't really work in
the psychic realm, but maybe something else might.  I thought of a spider
web.  That could work.

   I designed a very thin spider web type of net that surrounds my
illusionary top layer.  That will let me know if anyone is trying to look
in my head.  So, now I have a disguise and an early warning system.  What I
need now is a deterrent.  I imagined the mental equivalent of an electric
fence.  It will have to be charged somehow.  If I connect it to my life
force and feed it that way, it'll pack quite a punch.  I doubt it will be
lethal, but that should send some heavy feedback to whoever is trying to
mess with my head and screw with theirs.

   Now I need a final line of defense.  The fence is protecting my first
actual layer.  The final line will protect my 3rd layer.  What's it going
to be, is the problem now.  I imagined a void with mental claymores.  The
void will draw them in and once they're in, the claymores will go off and
hopefully sever any connection to the probes host.  I also added a
connection from my life force to the claymores that should add some more
punch to the claymores.

   Now I have to do the same to the people I love.D It's going to have to
take time because I can feel how exhausted I am now.  After playing with
Sasha and constructing those defenses, I'm really mentally worn out.  I
looked at the clock and saw we only had a few minutes left of class.  I
waited those minutes in a tired stupor.

   The bell rang and I packed my stuff.  I stood up to leave and felt
extremely dizzy and slightly nauseous.  I sat back down.  I had overworked
myself.  "Sasha, can you give me a hand?" She was still packing her stuff.

   "What's wrong?  You OK?" She looked mildly concerned.

   "I'm not feeling too good." I responded back.

   She walked around and took a closer look at me.  "Oh my god!  Your face
is pale.  Here, let me help you." She reached under my arm and helped me
stand up.  We hobbled towards the door and Ms.  Yi saw us.

   "What's wrong with him Ms.  Ivanov?"

   "I don't know.  I'm gonna take him to the nurse, OK Ms.  Yi?

   "Oh!  Yes, of course.  I'll let the front office know." The teacher sat
at her desk and picked up the phone.  We walked out the classroom and
hobbled out towards the nurse's office.  Sasha was standing to my left. 
She had her left hand supporting a bit of my weight and her right hand
holding mine.  She didn't seem to have much trouble helping me, she was a
very fit lacrosse player after all.

   It only took a couple of minutes to get to the nurse's station.  I was
already feeling a little better.  I think that knowing Sasha cared enough
to help me all this way and holding her hand through all of it might be
what's recharging my life force.

   She sat me down on one of the beds in the nurses station.  I guess the
nurse was in the office itself, there wasn't a doorway from here to the
office, you'd have to walk around.  Sasha sat next to me and looked at me.
She bit her lip again, but didn't say anything about that.  "You don't look
pale anymore.  Can you stand?"

   I tried to stand on my own.  I was no longer nauseous, but still a bit
dizzy.  The nurse walked in then.  "What's wrong?  Sorry, I was in the
office next door."

   "He said he was dizzy and nauseous, so I helped bring him here." Sasha
was still looking at me, but no longer biting her lip.  Her breathing was a
little labored though.

   "What's your name, sweetie?" The nurse seemed to be a really nice lady.
She's new.  Last year we had this kind of grouchy old lady.  This was a
nice change.

   "I'm Sasha Ivanov.  This is Aaron Gordon."

   The nurse went to her computer.  "OK.  Let me write some stuff down,
now. What's wrong, Aaron?"

   "I went to stand up and felt really dizzy and nauseous, then Sasha
helped me come here.  I don't need to go home or anything though."

   "Let's not get ahead of ourselves, now.  Let me write this note and I'll
come examine you." She stood up shortly after that and walked to me.  I got
my first good look at her.  She was a pretty brunette with light blue eyes.
Her eyes weren't radiant or anything, just a little muted.  It fit her
perfectly, though.  She was wearing hospital scrubs.  I guess the
traditional nurses outfit is out of style now?  Her scrubs were loose, so I
couldn't see much, but she sure was pretty.

   She settled in front of me and looked in my eyes.  We did the 'follow my
fingers without moving your head' test.  Then she had me lie down.  I was
feeling a lot better, but I didn't want to go back to class.  She lifted my
shirt and started to apply pressure on my stomach.  I took that chance and
applied the adult changes to her.  She didn't skip a beat and kept on with
her examination.

   "Can I stay with him, Miss?" Sasha hadn't stopped looking at me and she
wouldn't stop fidgeting.

   "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself.  I'm Nurse Lockett.  You
should be heading back to class, though."

   Sasha looked a little disappointed.  OK, she looked a lot disappointed.
"Oh, she can stay, Nurse Lockett.  It's not a problem.  Just let her next
teacher know she's not going to be making it to her next period." I said,
in a 'as a matter of fact' tone.  Nurse Lockett looked at me.

   "Of course, she can stay, what am I thinking.  Who are your next
teachers, dears?"

   "Mr.  Pinkleton.  Thank you Nurse Lockett." Sasha said.

   "I have Mr.  Pitts."

   Nurse Lockett walked to the phone and made the phone calls.  Sasha
looked at me in wonder.  "How did you do that?  How did you get her to let
me stay?"

   I just winked at Sasha and mouthed 'Magic!'.  Nurse Lockett hung up the
phone and turned towards us.

   "Does anyone ever come by once a class period starts?" I asked the
nurse.

   "Not so far this year.  Why?" I was completely OK by now.

   "Why don't you close and lock the door?  You have one of those 'patient
examination in progress' signs, Nurse Lockett?"

   "Why, yes.  I have one right here.  What do you need it for, Mr. 
Gordon?" She had already gotten up and hung the placard on the door and
locked the door.

   There was no way I was going to pass this opportunity up.  I knew Sasha
was sitting next to me with her panties dripping wet by now.  I hadn't made
any sexual changes to Nurse Lockett, but the adult changes would ensure she
did anything I asked.

   "I thought we could have a little fun, since I'm gonna spend the next 50
minutes locked in a room with two beautiful ladies."

   Sasha looked like she had a mini orgasm from being complimented and
realizing the implications of what I just said.

   "We can't do that, Mr.  Gordon.  This is school hours and you're a
minor. What if someone walks in?"

   "Oh, don't worry about that.  Nobody will walk in.  That's what the sign
is for.  Now take those scrubs off and come sit next to me."

   "Mr.  Gordon..." She sat next to me and began to take her scrubs off. 
"I'm not sure what you have in mind, but you should know that I'm not
really attracted to men.  I'm a lesbian."

   Well this was surprising.  I've never met a lesbian before.  I turned to
Sasha and she brushed her brown hair over her ears.  She hadn't stopped
looking at me this whole time and she was panting now.  I focused on her
and saw that she was so extremely horny that she was liable to explode at
the first touch.  "Sasha, baby.  Do you like Nurse Lockett?"

   Her voice was low and sultry.  "I'll like anybody you want me to like,
as long as you fuck me.  Now!" I smiled at her.  What a little nympho.  I
think I'm gonna keep her around.  I had already sat up by now.  I turned to
Sasha and placed my hands on straps to her top and bra.  I brought both
down simultaneously.  It didn't take long before her pretty tits were bare.
I reached up and tweaked both nipples at once and she started to shudder.

   I looked over to Nurse Lockett.  "What's your first name?"

   "Amanda."

   "Amanda, do you like Sasha, here?  She's very pretty isn't she?"

   "Yes, she is very pretty."

   "Are you getting horny looking at Sasha's pretty young tits?"

   "Yes, can I touch them?"

   "Yes you may, Amanda." I stood up and Nurse Lockett scooched over and
took each of Sasha's firm tits into her hands.  Nurse Lockett was still
wearing a bra, so I reached behind her and let her modest grapefruit size
breasts out.  I took each one from behind and toyed with them.  I lowered
my head to Amanda's ears and whispered: "Sasha is soaking wet.  Go on.  See
for yourself."

   Amanda reached down and slid her hand slowly up Sasha's jean skirt.  I
couldn't exactly see what she was doing, but Sasha's responses were
indicating that Amanda was very experienced.  Sasha laid down and spread
her legs to give Amanda more room to work.  Amanda wasted no time.  She got
on her knees on the bed and leaned down and dove her tongue right into
Sasha's shaved cunt.  Sasha's panties were pulled to the side and being
held there by one of Amanda's hands.

   I walked up next to the bed and opened my pants.  I let them drop to the
ground along with my underwear.  Sasha was watching intently and
immediately reached out and took my engorged member in her hands and
started to stroke.  She pulled me to her head and I obliged.  She gave a
few loving licks along the head and took me in her mouth.  She was moaning
quietly the whole time and the vibrations were very pleasant on my dick.

   She couldn't take me all the way down.  I had never reduced my size
since last night.  She did as much as she could and pumped her hand along
the rest.  She reached over with her other hand and lifter and rolled my
balls in her hand.  I was already really turned on from giving a nice
orgasm to Sasha in the classroom earlier that it wasn't going to take long
and Sasha knew it.  My dick was increasing the frequency of throbs.  She
took her right hand and reached down and ran her nails back and forth on my
gooch and swirled her tongue around the head while pumping up and down and
I lost it.

   I spurted in her mouth and she started to take it all.  After 2 squirts,
She aimed my dick at her chest and let the rest fall there.  She rubbed my
still spasming dick on her tit and rubbed the sperm all around her skin. 
She'd closed her eyes and enjoyed what Amanda was doing to her pussy.  I
gently took her hand and motioned her to let go of my dick and she did and
laid back moaning quietly.

   I walked up behind Nurse Lockett and ran my hands up and down her back
and around to hold her nice tits.  I started to pull her scrubs down along
with her panties.  Amanda looked up and over her shoulders at me.  "Please,
don't fuck me.  I'm scared of that thing, there."

   I looked at her a little confused.  There was definitely a story there.
There's gotta be a reason why she would be scare of a penis.  Granted, I
might be larger than most, but still.  I wasn't going to ruin this for her
so I had a thought.

   "Why don't you lie down, Amanda, and Sasha can take care of you?

   "Mmm, that sounds wonderful.  Thank you for listening to me." She stood
up and kissed me on the cheek.  I could smell Sasha's sweet pungent odor on
Amanda's lips.

   "You OK with that, Sasha?"

   "Definitely!  I love pussy.  Me and Laura eat each other out all the
time, but I want you to fuck me.  Please?" This was a nice bit of
information!  Who am I to deny a request such as this?  I just chuckled.

   Amanda laid down on bed and spread her legs.  She had finished taking
her scrubs and panties off.  She had left a heart shape in the hair above
her slit, but shaved everything else.  Her rosy pink nipples were hard and
heaving up and down with her breathing in anticipation.  Sasha took her
time.  She kissed and nibbled on Amanda's thighs and worked her way up her
legs.  She was agonizingly slow and Amanda loved every second, apparently.

   I got in behind Sasha.  I was already hard again.  I rubbed by dick up
and down her pussy and she just wiggled it back on me, enticing me to dive
right in.  I obliged her and pushed inside.  She was so hot and tight.  It
was heaven.  I just stayed still and savored the sensations.  Sasha had
other plans and seeing that her wiggling her hips back and forth wasn't
working she rammed her pussy back on me and took me all the way inside her.


   "Oh, fuck!  Aren't you a naughty one?" I blurted out.

   She took her mouth off Amanda's pussy to retort "I said I wanted you to
fuck me!"

   "Focus!" Amanda took Sasha's pretty face and guided her back into her
pussy.  Sasha reached up with both hands and pinched Amanda's nipples hard
as a response.  Amanda must have liked it because she was getting louder
and louder.  I feared that someone outside would hear, so I reached down
between thrusts and touched Amanda's leg.  I muted her.

   "Don't worry Amanda, you can be as loud as you want now." She looked at
me bewildered, but it looked like Sasha bit her clit and Amanda closed her
eyes again.  She was thrashing a little back and forth now and her leg was
starting to shake.  Looks like Sasha was an accomplished cunnilinguist.

   I didn't let up on my thrusting.  I realized, after a few dozen thrusts,
that if I put my knees on the inside of her legs and had her tilt her hips
up, it felt the best.  I was taking long 8 inch thrusts and stopping just
short of pounding into her ass.  I bet the noise that would have made would
be quite loud.

   I looked down and saw my dick disappear into her beautiful pussy and I
saw her pale pink little asshole winking at me.  I held her still with my
hands and took long strokes into her pussy.  Her erogenous zones were all
still connected so, all in all, it only took a few minutes to bring her to
orgasm.  She was still and since I was the only one moving I saw her
asshole clench and felt her pussy squeeze me hard.  This was delicious and
unbearable.  I let my cum fly in her pussy.  I just kept on pumping into
her, watching her ass clench.  I felt like my dick was done doing its
business and was trying to throw the towel in.

   I thought 'No way!' and focused on myself and got myself ready to go
instantly.  She was still riding her orgasm down and I started to fuck her
again.  I leaned down and reached around her hips.  I took her clit between
my fingers and started to rub up and down while I stroked in and out of her
pussy.  Sasha was moaning a little louder now and Amanda was thrashing
about in what looked like a nice hard orgasm.  Sasha's right arm was sawing
back and forth.  Looks like she had a finger or two in Amanda's pussy (or
ass), I couldn't tell.

   I could feel that Sasha had cummed again all over my dick.  I
straightened out and saw a white ring around my dick.  After a, ahem, few
hours of internet research (for academic purposes, of course), I knew that
it was female cum.  She must have been cumming hard, I felt her squeeze my
dick harder and longer this time.  I didn't let up.

   I put my hands on her ass and reached down with a finger.  I tickled her
asshole and continued fucking her.  She made an enjoyable little squeal and
started ramming her ass back at my finger, so I pushed it in.  She
shuddered and squeezed my dick hard again.  I pumped my thumb in and out of
her ass in time with my dick and she just kept on shuddering.

   I felt my balls tighten up and I knew what was coming.  I picked up the
pace.  It only took 6 good strokes and I let loose in her tight pussy one
more time.  Throb after throb, it felt like an amazing forever. 
Eventually, and unfortunately, I calmed down and pulled out.  I saw a small
flood coming out of her pussy.  She just settled her hips on her bed and
rested her head on Nurse Lockett's thigh with her arm wrapped around it
panting and shuddering for a few minutes.

   Amanda caught my attention and pointed to her mouth.  "Oh, sorry!" I
reached over and unmuted her.

   "Thanks.  How did you do that?" She was very calm and sated.

   "Long story.  How are you feeling?"

   "I feel like you should have used a condom if you were planning on
cumming inside Sasha here, like I broke about 12 laws, and like I'm going
to get fired..."

   "Don't worry about all that, you won't get fired." I told her that
knowing that she would immediately not worry about it.  Plus, I could make
sure that she didn't get fired or anything, anyway.  I thought for a bit
and reached out to Sasha and touched her ass.  I connected and looked at
her menstrual cycle.  I prevented her body from making eggs.  This would
effectively stop her periods and prevent her from getting pregnant.

   "Oh.  OK.  Well, then we need to start to clean up.  The bell is going
to ring anytime now."

   We cleaned up and got dressed.  Sasha's hair was a little disheveled,
but Nurse Lockett had a spare brush in her drawer.  We got ready in the
nick of time.  The Nurse opened the door and took the sign down.  We walked
out into the hall and the bell rang.  I looked at Sasha.

   "See you at lunch!" She pecked me on the lips.  I walked towards Ms. 
Walker's English class.

   I was naturally the first one there because I was already in the hall
when the bell sounded.  I heard Ms.  Walker suck in some air when she saw
me.  Haha, I had forgotten that I had her get horny every time she saw me.
"Hi, Ms.  Walker!"

   "Good morning, Mr.  Gordon." She sounded a little husky.  I walked up to
her.  She had the adult changes too, so I knew I could say anything.

   "Answer me truthfully and completely.  Are you horny?"

   "Extremely!  How did you know?"

   "Did you go touch yourself yesterday?" "Oh my god, yes!  I wanted to do
it in class, but I had to teach.  I didn't know if I was going to be that
horny again so I brought along something to help me." Her desk was
kiddy-cornered so that it was facing the class and the door.  She pulled
her purse out from where her legs go and opened her purse.  She reached in
and showed me a bright colored little dildo with some kind of gem or
rhinestone at the flat end and 2 ping-pong sized stainless steel ball
bearings.

   "What are those?" I asked her, curious.

   "This one is an anal plug and these two are Ben-Wa balls.  The plug,
naturally goes in my butt, and these two go in my pussy." She stated as if
she was teaching some grammatical concept.

   "You just keep them in?"

   "Yeah, they are pretty great.  I cum all day long if I wear them."

   "Really?  Then put them in!" I was excited here.  I've never seen this
before.

   She hiked up her knee length skirt and I saw that she wasn't wearing
panties.  "You naughty girl!  No panties?"

   She quickly lubricated the plug with her mouth and lowered it underneath
herself, then sat down on the edge of her desk slowly, rubbing her clit as
she did.  "No, I hate underwear.  I rather be naked, but they won't let me.
Plus, I doubt any male in my class would pay attention if I was naked." She
grabbed the Ben Wa balls and put them each in and wiggled her hips a little
bit.

   "That is so hot.  You're going to cum all day long with these in?"

   "Most definitely.  I usually have something in one of my holes.  It
makes school more fun."

   "Look at me and do a little cough whenever you cum.  I want to know how
often it is."

   She smirked at me.  The other students were starting to file in here. 
she winked at me and I turned around to go sit down.

   It was a very enjoyable class.  The first time she coughed was barely 10
minutes into the class.  She was walking along one of the rows on the other
side when she did it.  She came a little bit quicker each time after that.
A total of 7 times that period.

   When the class was about to end and she was explaining the homework, she
added: "Mr.  Gordon, please see me after class."

   "Yes, Ms.  Walker."

   The bell rang and I gathered my stuff and went to talk to her.

   "I usually take them out for a period in between.  I left them on for 3
periods once and I almost couldn't walk, I came so many times.  Is it OK if
I take it out?  I'll put them back in after, I promise." Her eyes were half
closed and she was rocking her hips on the chair, probably pushing her plug
further in her ass.

   I looked around the class and the last student was leaving.  "Let me see
your boobs, then you can take it out."

   "Here?  Hmm, let's go over there, instead." She pointed to one of the
closets towards the back of the classroom.  Anyone who walked in would only
see an open closet door.  We walked there and she opened the closet door.
She had a looseish top with big sleeves.  She reached in opposite arm holes
and pulled them down between her tits.  They stretched and showed that she
was not wearing a bra either.

   I reached out and fondled them for a little bit and she just bit her
lips and smiled.  I pinched one of her nipples hard and told her: "OK, you
can take them out."

   "Thank you." She left her tits out and smiled at me.

   I smiled back at her.  "No problem.  Nice tits, by the way." I walked
out to lunch period.

   Sasha met me in the hallway.  "That was awesome.  How did you manage
that at the nurse's office?"

   "I told you, it was magic."

   "Yeah, right!  Whatever.  I want more of this 'magic'.  Come on!" She
led me out the side door towards the gym.  She turned to the auditorium. 
That was probably the most deserted place in school right now.  We walked
in and the choir teacher was sitting on one of the seats reading some sheet
music, it looked like.  She walked right up to him with me right behind
her.

   "Get lost, Fenton." Whoa, what just happened?

   "What are you doing, Sasha?" I loudly whispered to her.

   "Excuse me, young lady?"

   "I said 'Get lost!'.  Or didn't you hear me?  Make him go away, you."
She looked at me when she said 'you'.

   "What?  What do you think you're doing?" I was starting to get mad.

   "Ms.  Ivanov, what is the meaning of this?  You can't just barge in here
and 'kick me out'.  I don't care what's happened between us in the past,
I'm still a teacher here." He was clearly getting mad too.

   Sasha turned to me and put her hands on her hips like a petulant child.
"Make him shut up and go away or I'll tell everyone that you and that nurse
raped me." Oooook.  This just went too far.

   I walked up to Mr.  Fenton with my hands up in a surrender position. 
"I'm sorry, Mr.  Fenton.  I apologize for her rudeness." I extended my hand
and, because of Sasha, I now made the adults change in him.  "Mr.  Fenton,
please excuse her behavior.  I'll deal with it."

   "Who do you think you are?  You can treat people that way and threaten
them like that." I said angrily to Sasha.

   "Oh yeah?  Who's cum is in my pussy?  Who do you think they'll believe?
Me or you?"

   I looked at her wide-eyed.  She was serious.  Time to shut this down. 
"OK, you're right.  They will just believe you.  Here then, sit in this
chair and I'll take care of Mr.  Fenton." I motioned for her to sit in the
chair next to me.  As she came to sit down I touched her arm and made the
adult changes to her.

   "Now, Sasha.  Shut up and listen.  You're going to answer me truthfully
and completely.  What made you think you can treat people that way and
threaten them like that?"

   "Everyone always does whatever I want because I have nice tits.  All I
have to do is let a boy touch them and he does whatever I want.  If that
doesn't work, I can give them blowjobs.  Only a lucky few have been allowed
to fuck me.  My mom says that if I threaten them with rape, I can blackmail
them into doing anything.  That's how I get older men to buy me stuff."

   Wow.  She is one messed up individual.  She needs some serious attitude
adjustment.  "You aren't going to threaten anyone else with rape.  Ever. 
Unless they legitimately raped you, then you're going to the police, you
won't threaten.  Next, you're going to apologize to Mr.  Fenton.  Mr. 
Fenton, do you have a secluded room here?  Preferably sound-proof?

   "Yes, it's below the stage.  This way." He led the way.  "Sasha, come."
I snapped my finger at her.  It wasn't far at all.  We went in and there
were some chairs there.

   "OK, Mr.  Fenton, go ahead and sit on one of these chairs.  What's
happened between you two?"

   "Nothing, She accused me of groping her and threatened to go to the
principal.  She's been blackmailing me into giving her good grades for the
last 2 years."

   Wow.  Sasha was a really rotten individual.  "You've never touched her?"


   "No." He was a mix between angry and resentful.

   I thought for a bit.  "Sasha get naked." She did without a word.  She
really was a pretty girl.  I would have to make a stop at her house and fix
her mom's attitude too.  "Lay on Mr.  Fenton's lap, stomach down." She did
so.

   "You need to understand, Sasha, that you cannot treat people like that.
You're going to take your punishment from Mr.  Fenton.  He's going to spank
you once for every grade he had to change because of you.  How many would
that be, Mr.  Fenton?"

   "I have 15 assignments due per semester.  She was in my class for 2
semesters.  30 grades.  Plus 5 she had me change for her friends."

   I looked at her angrily.  She had clearly never been in a position where
she was going to be punished.  She just looked confused.  "Go ahead, Mr. 
Fenton.  35 spanks."

   He raised his hand and brought it down hard on her bare ass.  She was
utterly surprised by it and cried out.  2, 3, 4, 5.  Her butt was getting
red.  I could see her pussy between her legs was still a little distended
from our earlier workout.  10, 15, 20.  Mr.  Fenton was letting her have
it. It looked like she was starting to enjoy it.  Her pussy was leaking all
over his leg.

   "No matter what, you are not going to cum, Sasha.  You don't get to
enjoy this."

   She had moved up a little on his leg and was rubbing the front of her
pubic bone on his rough pants, trying the get some stimulation on her clit
so she can cum.  Mr.  Fenton continued to bring his hand down on her ass.
She was moaning quietly and grasping his leg for dear life.  She must
really want to cum.

   33, 34, 35.  He left his hand on her red ass and rubbed it a little. 
She was groaning and gyrating underneath him.

   "Stand up, Sasha, and face Mr.  Fenton." She staggered but stood up.

   "Get on your knees." She did.  "Now you're going to give Mr.  Fenton a
blowjob.  You'll owe him 34 more after today.  He can cash them in anytime
he wants."

   Sasha looked at me, pleading.  She was a maelstrom of emotions, I could
feel it.  She's sexually frustrated (big time), angry, grossed out,
excited, etc...  She undid his pants and he was all too eager to oblige
her. She pulled out his 5 inch dick and started stroking it.  He never
really smelled all that great to begin with, but his dick must be extra
raunchy.  "Get it over quick and you can go, Sasha."

   She jumped into it, much like jumping into a cold pool.  She put him in
the back of her throat and did full strokes in and out, using her hands to
help.  I don't know when the last time he got head was but he blew within 2
or 3 minutes.  As soon as the first spurt hit her mouth she lifted off him
and let go of his dick, then sat back on her heels and looked at me.  He
came all over himself until he grabbed his dick and pointed it at the floor
in front of him.

   "You're still not going to cum.  Not until tomorrow.  You needed to get
taught that you can't treat people like you have been.  This man has done
nothing bad towards you and you threatened his career and liberty.  Do you
understand what you did wrong?"

   "Yes..." She couldn't hide her true feelings with the adult changes I
had made.

   "OK, then.  Get dressed and wait outside this room." She got dressed
quickly and left the room.

   "Mr.  Fenton.  Did you enjoy that?  Does what I had her do, make up for
what she's done?"

   "Oh yes.  Yes, it does." He was clearly deliriously happy.

   "Good.  You're not getting another blowjob if you don't practice better
hygiene.  You're not going to come to school smelling bad anymore, and
before you even think about getting another blowjob, you're going to wash
your dick.  Understand?"

   "Yes, yes.  I'll do that." He got up to put his dick away.

   "You're also not going to take advantage of this situation in any way,
shape, or form.  After 35, you're done.  Sasha is going to tell me if you
do anything untoward."

   "I agree to your terms.  Thank you, Mr.  Gordon.  I've wanted to do
something like this for ages!"

   I chuckled and shook my head.  I left and saw Sasha kneeling outside the
door with her arms behind her and her head down.  "Stand up.  Look at me.
You're not going to blackmail anyone like you have been ever again, you
understand.  Now, if anyone gives you a hard time, you let me know.  You're
one of my girls, now, and I take care of my girls."

   She beamed up at me and threw herself onto me, hugging me.  "Come over
tomorrow.  Bring your mom." I gave her my address.

   "I know where Turner St is.  I don't know if I'll be able to bring my
mom.  She never takes me places.  I usually just have other guys give me
rides." She looked disappointed.

   "Tell her you're taking her to meet your boyfriend."

   "That...  Would probably do it.  She's usually very lazy and selfish."

   I took her hand and led her out of the auditorium.  Lunch still had 15
minutes left or so.  We went in the cafeteria and I got a pizza slice. 
Sasha said she didn't eat the 'gross lunches' here.  I don't blame her.  I
led her to Sam and Eddie and we all sat down.

   "Who's your friend?" Sam asked.

   "This is Sasha.  She is currently on attitude probation.  I'll explain
later.  She's coming over tomorrow, we can talk about it then."

   "Attitude probation?" Eddie apparently missed what I said after that.

   "Later." I said in between mouthfuls.

   I was just downing the last of my pizza when the bell rang.  Eddie, Sam,
and Sasha all said their goodbyes and we all went to our next class.

   I settled in at the desk behind Dave.  He was limping, but not using his
crutches.  I guess he felt better.  I felt good having helped him.  Where
else in this school is there a concentrated group of people to help?  I
thought for a bit and came to a realization: the special-ed kids.

   I stood up and went to the teacher.  Mr.  Hill was this tiny little
Mexican guy.  He was usually pretty jubilant about everything.  I went up
to him and spoke softly.  "I'm not gonna be in class today, I'm going to
the special-ed class and helping there."

   "OK, hermano.  Do your thing, eh?" Mr.  Hill cracks me up sometimes. 
It's like he's still in the valley with his accent.  It's really strong,
but it makes him stand out.  My school is predominantly white, so he's
pretty much exotic here.

   I grabbed my stuff and headed out the door.  The special-ed class was
near the nurses office.  It didn't take that long to get there.  I walked
in their door and there were 6 kids here.  They ranged in ages from 14-18.
I walked up to the teacher.  I didn't know her.  "Hi.  I'm Aaron.  I'm here
to help you today."

   The middle aged lady answered me.  "Hello, Aaron.  How nice of you. 
Class!  Look!  Aaron, came to help us today, isn't that nice of him?" She
looked around but didn't get many responses back.  I didn't know what was
wrong with any of them, but maybe they were happy someone new was here. 
Maybe they didn't even know where they were...

   She reached around my shoulder and led me to her desk.  She made contact
and I made the adult changes on her.  She sat down and told me the kid's
names and what was wrong with them.  There was 3 kids with varying degrees
of autism, 1 with some kind of problem with his bones that made them
brittle, so he was in a wheelchair, and 2 kids with learning disabilities.
"Ma'am, you don't need to worry about me.  I'm just gonna talk to them for
a little bit.  Then you won't even remember I was here."

   I walked up to the kid in a wheelchair.  I went to shake his hand.  He
looked up at me and limply grasped my hand.  "Hi, I'm tony." No slur or
anything.

   "Hey, Tony.  So, what are you guys up to today?" I was just trying to
make conversation.

   "Well, those two over there are probably going to try to figure out
triangles today and those three are probably going to sit around and play
on tablets all day long.  I'm going to sit here and try not to move and
break another finger or two.  You?" This kid was sharp, albeit depressing.

   "Can I make a deal with you, Tony?"

   "What kind of deal?" I figured he already had many people talk down to
him simply because he was in a wheelchair.

   "I'll fix you up and you grow up and be as good a person as you can be.
Deal?"

   He looked at me for a second and his face darkened a little.  "Fuck you,
man.  There no 'fixing me'.  I'm already way over my life expectancy.  My
parents park me here in this shitty school, so they don't have to deal with
me for a few hours a day.  What are you going to do to fix me?  A miracle?"
Seems like this kid has given up already.

   I reached out to shake his hand.  He looked at it and back at me.  I
left it out there until he took it, sighing in resignation.  I closed my
eyes and looked inside him.  There was a critical piece missing from what
his bones were supposed to have.  I saw breaks everywhere on his body.  His
bones were malformed and re-broken.  I used some of the excess scar tissue
and calcified bone breaks to create a small gland right at the base of his
spine.  It was really small and all it did was produce that missing piece
in exchange for glucose.  I compared his DNA to mine and saw where his
bones were supposed to be growing rather than were they were now.  I timed
it so that his body would very slowly shift his bones where they were
supposed to go while the new gland simultaneously made his bones stronger.

   I opened my eyes and was a little tired.  I made the adult changes on
him, solely because I didn't want him to tell everyone that he miraculously
recovered from an unrecoverable affliction.  "Remember our deal, if you get
better, you're going to do everything you can to make this world better. 
Just don't tell anyone about me." I felt a little fatigued.  I had
contemplated using Tony's own energy to fuel his change, but I couldn't
tell how much of it was there and I didn't want to chance it.

   "Alright, man.  Whatever you say." He wouldn't feel anything and with
the upcoming days he might notice some positive changes.

   I walked up to the next kid.  I sat down next to her.  She looked
normal. She was looking at the blocks in front of her, trying to understand
them, I guess.  I touched her shoulder and looked in.  She seemed fine
everywhere except one area.  There were very few connections in the
cognitive area of her brain.  I used this girl's energy this time and
quickly gave her a much higher than normal amount of connections and
strengthened them.  She looked up at me and I smiled at her.

   "What you got there?" I asked her.

   She looked back at her hands.  She turned the block this way and that
then looked back at me.  She handed it to me and stood up.  She walked
around the class looking around.  OK....  Maybe she's finally understanding
what all that is.

   The kid next to her had autism.  It was mid to low functioning.  He had
a crayon in his mouth and was coloring the desk.  I reached over for the
colors and got a red crayon.  I pulled a piece of paper and drew a square
and passed it to him.  He put his blue crayon on there and scribbled along
where I drew my square.  I reached out and touched his hand and saw that he
had a major imbalance in his chemicals.  I adjusted his glands to fix this
and he just blinked and continued to eating the crayon.  I used his own
energy.

   The next two were playing on some kind of tablets and there was a girl
watching one of them.  Her eyes were pretty vacant, though.

   "What you playing, bud?" I asked when I approached a boy of around 14.

   "Goat Simulator." He said without looking up.  I sat down between him
and the other girl that was using a tablet too.

   "Looks cool." I said this and pointed at the screen.  "What's your
goat's name?" As I withdrew I put my hand on his arm and looked inside. 
Everything was fine except for that major imbalance again.  I regulated it
too.

   "Goat.  I call him goat." The boy responded.

   The girl stared at me.  I felt that spider web inside my head quiver. 
What the hell?  "I See you." She said.  "You're wrong.  A copy." I focused
on her.  I had my eyes open and she frowned as soon as I started focusing
on her.  "You're in my head.  How?"

   I withdrew.  "You felt that?" She was just merely curious.  She probed
my head and the web tingled again.  I felt her go 2, then 3 layers down. 
She's gonna hit the fence!

   "Wait, stop!" She withdrew and looked at me.  "It's dangerous there. 
Wait a minute, OK?"

   "OK." She said and looked at the tablet again.

   "Let me look inside, OK?  I'm going to help you."

   "OK." She was a very trusting individual.

   I took her hand and probed again and looked at her brain.  If she was
like the other developmentally disabled kid, her cognitive functions would
also be diminished.  They were, very.  I looked around too and I saw some
connections that weren't there in anyone else I've looked at.  The center
of her brain, the white matter, was the strongest I've seen.  I looked
closer and saw what seemed to be millions or billions of connections from
the areas in there and they branched out everywhere in her brain.

   I fixed her cognitive functions and backed out.  I looked at her and she
looked up at me and smiled.  I could see that she was beginning to
understand a whole lot more.

   I reached over to the other boy on the tablet and saw the same signs as
the goat simulator kid.  I made the quick changes and stood up.  The girl
stood up with me.  I walked over to the teacher.

   "I'm gonna go.  You don't remember my presence here at all."

   She looked back at the paperwork on her desk and I walked to the door.
The girl was still following me.  I turned around and looked at her.  She
was still smiling at me.

   "You're like me.  You can See people." I looked around and nobody was
paying attention to us.

   "What's your name?"

   "Hannah Winslow.  How can I understand everything now?"

   "Because you're smart, Hannah.  You just never knew it.  Don't tell
anyone what you can do, OK?  It would scare people."

   She looked pensive.  About 10 seconds later she looked at me again. 
"OK. Can you come back next school day?"

   "Sure, Hannah.  Just don't tell anyone about me.  Also, I know you're
really smart.  Don't let anyone know, OK?" I smiled at her.

   She nodded then looked down with her eyes and awkwardly gave me a hug.
She was a little shorter than me.  Up until about 5 minutes ago, she had
the psyche of a 3 year old and the body of a 17 year old.  I guessed that
she always got dressed by her parents every day, so she wasn't wearing a
bra.  She looked down after the hug because it seemed that she had never
noticed that she had boobs.  She reached up and grabbed them.  She looked
at me and back at her boobs.  She let go and grabbed them harder, then she
poked her nipples.

   She looked at me and grabbed my chest.  I didn't have a very prominent
pecs or anything, so there wasn't much there to grab.  She took my hand and
put it right on her boob.  "Look!  What is this?  Why does it feel funny?"
She had really nice firm tits.  I squeezed and she made an involuntary
noise.  "What was that?  What did you do?" This is insane!  This girl never
realized that she was going through puberty.  She never discovered her
sexuality.  I let go and took her hand.

   I walked up to the teacher again.  "Where's your bathroom?  Hannah has
to go potty."

   "Right there." She pointed to a door on the far wall.

   "Disregard any noise you hear from there." I told the teacher.

   She just MMhmm-ed me and went back to her paperwork.  I led Hannah to
the bathroom, turned on the lights, and locked the door behind us.  "I'm
gonna Look inside, OK?"

   "OK." She said as she pulled on her nipples.

   I put my hand on her shoulder and probed again.  Her mind was just like
any regular 17 year old now.  She now had the mind and body of a 17 year
old, her only drawback was that she had never cared to pay attention to
stuff, so she only knew 3 year old things.  I backed out.

   I held out my hand and she took it and put it on her boob again.  "This
is fun!" I massaged her boob and she just sighed and kept saying it felt
funny down there.  I stepped behind her and took both boobs in my hands and
continued to play with them.  She had some really nice tits.  I already had
a raging hard on and I pulled her back on my chest and she leaned her head
back on my shoulder.  She was wearing a loose type shorts so I snaked a
hand in there She was wearing panties but she had probably never shaved. 
She probably never cared to.  I found her slit and pushed a finger inside.
She just MMMM-ed and continued to lean back.

   I pushed two fingers on either side of her clit and dipped lower to get
the wetness that was nearly gushing out of her pussy.  She seemed like she
had a very neat pussy.  I pulled back my fingers and started to massage her
clit.  She opened her eyes wide and opened her mouth in a 'o'.  I continued
to rub her there and she just started to spasm each stroke and cry out
"OH!" I sped up and she did an extended "OOOOOH!" and then slumped against
my chest.  I pulled my hand out and turned her around.

   "Did you like that?" I asked her.

   "Yeahhhhh..." She said dreamily.

   "Good.  Don't tell anyone about me and I can do that lots more times,
OK?"

   "OKkkk....." I led her out and sat her at a table.  Then walked out of
the classroom.

   I went to the nurses station and sat down.

   Nurse Lockett was there.  "Are you feeling ill again, Aaron?"

   "No, I'm OK.  I just wanted to sit down somewhere." I still had a raging
hard on.  Making girls cum really turns me on.  Too bad Nurse Lockett was a
lesbian.  I'd love a blowjob, right now.

   "Why don't you like dicks, Nurse Lockett?" I asked her plainly.

   "Oh.  Umm...  I had a bad experience in my childhood.  Many...  Bad
experiences." She responded.

   "I see.  We don't have to talk about that right now.  If anyone ever
does bother you, just let me know, OK?" I could see the connection there. I
offered her a safety net, or maybe she'd see it as peace of mind.

   "Sure.  That sounds good, Aaron.  Thank you"

   The bell rang and I got up to go.  "Let me know, OK?"

   "I will, thanks." She said.

   I walked to Mrs.  Palmer's class.  I bet Amy will give me a blowjob.

   I sat down at the back of the class.  Amy was already there and she
smiled when she saw me.  I guess she was glad to see me too.  I sat next to
her and she leaned over and kissed my cheek.  "Hi."

   "Hey, Amy.  You're in a good mood today."

   "I'm your girl.  I'm always happy now."

   I smiled at her and ran my fingers through her hair.  She melted into my
hand.  Class started and I pulled out my notebook.  I immediately wrote a
note to her there.

   -I'm really horny...- She pulled it to her.  -Want a blowjob?- I just
smiled at her and slowly unzipped my pants.  She fished out my already hard
dick and started sucking.  The girl could suck!  Jeez!  She was being quiet
about it, but really going for it.  She had pushed her chair back and was
essentially completely covered behind out table when she leaned down.  She
got off the chair and because the tables had this metal plate in the front
of it (so people wouldn't look up skirts, I guess) she was completely
concealed.  She continued her blowjob.  She wasn't the best, but she could
suck like a vacuum cleaner and she had an amazing amount of gusto and
enthusiasm.  I was already raring to go after playing with Hannah's
gorgeous tits, then Amy's inhuman sucking was about to get me off quick. 
She was bobbing her head and keeping her hand in front of her, using her
tongue and coaxing my dick to cum.  She felt it throb.  I started to spurt
in her mouth and she lifted off until she just had the head in her mouth. I
finished my delicious orgasm and she got back in her chair.  It was more of
a stool, than a chair.  It had no back to it, in any case.

   She turned to me and showed me my spunk in her mouth.  She swallowed and
showed that it was gone.  Where did she learn that?  I liked it!

   I wanted to give her a nice cum too, so I told her to lean forward.  I
had her lift her butt and I pulled her black sweat pants down and around
her ankles.  We really were in the perfect spot, as long as we were quiet.
She sat on her stool and I made her lean further forward and prop herself
up on the desk.  She did and exposed her ass and pussy behind her.

   I reached behind and was able to feel her asshole, pussy, and her clit
if she lifted up a little.

   "Now, don't make noise, OK?"

   "Yes, master."

   I toyed with her clit and her pussy and she just kept getting wetter and
wetter.  I stuck two fingers in her pussy and twirled my fingers there. 
She gyrated her hips and made absolutely no noise.  Mrs.  Palmer was busy
talking about cells or something up ahead.

   I pumped my fingers in and out slowly.  I focused on her and saw that
her erogenous zones were still connected so I decided to double her
pleasure nerves in her pussy and ass.  She immediately started to leak more
pussy juice out.  I put one finger in her pussy and the other in her ass
and she was wriggling quite a bit now.  I started to pump them in and she
started clenching hard on my fingers.  I kept fingering her and she just
kept on cumming.  I wanted nothing more, at that moment, than to get off my
chair and use my tongue all over her shaved pussy and ass.  Unfortunately,
we were in class and the other students would notice.  I just didn't know
how nobody noticed the smell.  She had a very nice, but pungent pussy
smell.

   I pulled my fingers out and left her like that recovering for a few
minutes.  She eventually pulled her pants up and sat right.  'I don't know
how you do it, but from every time I've ever touched myself, these two days
have been by far the best.'

   I just smiled at her and reached up to play with her hair.  She made
that sighing noise that Disney Princesses make and just zoned out.

   "You gotta pay attention to the class, I want you to get good grades."

   "Oh.  Uh...  Yes, master." She was intently listening now.  I kept
playing with her hair.

   I rested the rest of the class and enjoyed listening to Amy making
sighing sounds every now and then.

   PE was never a hard class for me.  We had a 1 mile run at the beginning
of the year and another at the end.  I'm an OK runner, there are many
faster than me.  Except, of course, since a few days ago.  I can literally
sprint for hours, really fast too.  I haven't clocked myself, but I bet
it's very fast.  That's what stronger muscles, tendons, ligaments, and
bones will do.

   Today the sport was baseball.  I actually tried to miss every time.  I
knew I could hit it into the next state if I tried.  I connected once, but
luckily it just skidded along the floor.  All in all, it was a fun period
of baseball.

   I spent maybe the first 5 minutes of Study Hall doing my homework.  It
was just so easy.

   I spent the rest of the period thinking about things.  I like to think.
Making rash decisions are what leads to problems.

   I needed to figure out what to do with Lucy.  I bet that dog was still
sitting right in view of the house guarding it.  Or maybe she was running
around all over the city.

   Then I needed to figure out what to do about Sasha and her mom.  Sasha
was probably under control now.  I don't think I want a robot following me
around, I'd let her have her own mind, but she's still on probation.  Maybe
I'll make that a thing.  Attitude probation...  Now, her mom had decades of
instilled bad attitude.  That was going to be harder to deal with...  I got
to remember to keep an eye on Mr.  Fenton, too.

   And, Hannah...  There are other people like me out there.  Crap, this
means that if she's exposed to negative behavior, she could turn into me
with bad intentions.  I needed to make sure that she was guided properly
into her adulthood.  I should keep an eye on the other 5 kids there. 
That's going to be a hell of a head line.  '6 kids at the local high school
miraculously cure from incurable ailments!' At least nobody will be able to
put me at the scene.  Mr.  Hill and whoever that lady was will both keep
quiet about it.

   Then there's Amy.  She's been through a lot.  She's definitely broken
inside.  She needs to be put back together right so she doesn't end up
hating humanity.  I bet that me running my fingers through her hair was the
first time she's had affection.  That's really sad...

   I also need to protect Sam, Eddie, Danny, Jae, and all our parents from
any possible bad guys.  That sounds like it's going to take a hell of a lot
of effort on my part.  It'll probably take days to do.  I also gotta make
sure I don't kill myself doing it...

   Saturday Sasha and Amy are coming over.  Maybe we will go to Danny's
house and use his pool.  I bet he would enjoy having a bunch of girls
there.

   Then there is Sam's slumber party.  Wonder what's in store there.  Sam
better not have some sneaky crazy shit hidden up her sleeve...  Then again,
I wonder what she could come up with.

   By the time I was done thinking through all that, the bell rang.  I
gathered my stuff and headed to the bus stop.  Lots to do, never enough
time...



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