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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

Chapter IX:  10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 6 - Dreams People Share
(mc, mf, ff, fisting)

Some people have a love for cars, some for horses, others for big chested
women.  Their eyes constantly scan for the images that excite them in a way
nothing else can.  I enjoy many of these myself, but the weekend following
Halloween, my eyes nearly missed the object in the sky that would become an
object I would drool about.

"What is that," Suzi said, hearing the strange distant buzzing sound.

"Sounds like a plane or something," Joey said, searching the sky with his
eyes.

The November sunset was as orange as the leaves lining the amusement park's
horizon.  We were waiting to get on the Screaming Greek one last time before
we went home, and the sound was starting to attract a lot of attention as it
grew louder.

The small helicopter was nearly on top of us before it finally came in
sight, flying not more than thirty feet above us, appearing to be looking
for someplace to land.

"Shit.  That thing is isn't any bigger than one of my go carts," I
exclaimed.  Its size excited me, and thoughts of having my own little
helicopter to fly around in started whirling in my mind. "I'm going to go
check it out," I said as I got out of line.  

"Okay!  We'll find you when we're done.." Joey's voice said, fading as I
started to run.

The helicopter actually wasn't looking for a landing spot, just looking.
Despite its size, it could really move, and I nearly gave up following it
when it crossed over a section of the park closed to the public.  I was out
of breath, and figured it would be out of my range by the time I made my way
around to the other side.

But before I turned to go back to Joey and Suzi, the buzz of the
helicopter's motor began to change in pitch.

"Cool.  It's landing," I said to myself.

I found an entrance and walked through the gate, simply ignoring the sign
marked 'employees only'.  The area contained several buildings, a few
equipment sheds containing things like brooms and the like, and a row of
lockers where apparently the employees kept their personal belongings.

I had to walk around the corner of a building before I found the helicopter.
It was only eight or so feet long with an open seat that couldn't possibly
hold two.  It looked a lot bigger on the ground than it did in the air, but
nothing as large as my father's personal helicopter.

The controls were no where near as complicated as the full size version, and
what I could see of the engine reminded me of the go cart engines Joey and I
had rebuilt several times.  The blades were surprisingly folded together and
tilted at an angle, resting on an arm at the end of the body that held their
almost twelve foot length just off the ground.

My attention was so caught up in examining the craft that I never noticed
its pilot coming out of the building behind me.  I almost fell into the
cockpit when she caught me bending over to look at the flight stick.

"Excuse me?  I don't think you're supposed to be back here," the woman said.

"Uhm, yeah, I know.  But I wanted to see your helicopter close up and...  I
just think its really cool."

"Thanks.  But I've been told I have to keep looking for someone," she said
as she stepped up on a foot hold, then grabbed and rotated the right blade
into position with loud click. "And I can't take time out to give some kid a
demonstration."

"I take it you don't really want to be looking for this person," I said,
thinking out loud.

"No, I don't," she said as the other blade clicked into position. Then she
inserted some kind of pin to apparently lock them into place.

"I can help you find whoever you're looking for.  Just tell me their name,
and if I find them before you do, could you just answer some questions?  I
wasn't going to ask for a demonstration.  I mean I already saw it fly."

"They've been blasting the guy's name out over the PA for the past half an
hour.  But the guy's deaf, and a friend of my father's.  If I didn't know
what he looked like..."

"But what's his name anyway.  His full name if you know it."

"Gregory Steinman, and I don't have any idea what his middle name is.  Now,
you better leave before security catch you in here."

And with that, she put her helmet on and started the engine up, then brought
the blades to full speed and took off.

I had run around the corner as the flying debris started to sting my bare
arms, and neck, but didn't hurry myself as I made my way out of the employee
zone.  I connected to Joey who was still waiting in line and asked him to
help me sweep the park. 

Joey and I had worked out how to do a sweep the previous week, and this was
our first real use of it except for the trial runs.  We had started working
it like a blanket command except without any commands inside our imaginary
sheet.  But it quickly became clear it would take forever to form a blanket
big enough to cover the large area we were testing, so we had started
experimenting with other shapes and concepts, and eventually came up with
the sweep.

Joey and I began started imagining in our minds that we were gathering
incredible amounts of energy and containing it inside our head.  Once we
figured we had enough, we released it all at once, imagining it spreading
out from the two of us in all directions like sonar pulses of mental energy.
The sweeps didn't quite make it to the far reaches of the park, but we found
our man almost immediately.  He was standing in line for the Screaming
Greek, twelve heads behind Joey and Suzi.

Figuring she would never find him while he was under the pavilion and close
to getting on the roller coaster itself, I didn't hurry as I made my way
there.  The hardest part was to find the helicopter after I lost my lock on
her mind that I had made during the pulse. Too many people's thoughts
between us, and I wasn't familiar enough with her mind to find it like I
could Joey's and Suzi's.

Joey and Suzi came out just as I found her at the far side, still frustrated
over the fact her father had just ordered her to find him like she was one
of his employees.  I hadn't realized she was the owner's daughter, nor had I
noticed she was only seventeen. 

Joey and Suzi needed to leave, not wanting to miss the last chance to get
the shit scared out of them at a closing haunted house.  We had gone to
another one last weekend, but once I had been started by the first 'ghost',
I couldn't keep myself from sensing the next scare.  So they understood when
I suggested they leave without me.  I could just call a limo or maybe get a
free ride from someone going that way.

Holly was still five minutes away when Greg walked out the exit, so I
followed him and kept nudging Holly towards our new positions.  Holly's eye
caught my smiling face as I pointed towards the ice cream shop.  I was about
to have to nudge her again when she decided to ignore me, but then she saw
her target walking out the ice cream shop and noticed me walking up to him.

Three minutes later, Holly landed inside a small roped off grassy area while
I and the thirty-something man stood and waited.  She jumped over the knee
high fence and took her helmet off before she spoke to us.

"How did you..  Never mind.  Mr. Steinman, your wife called and said you're
supposed to meet her at the front gate..  well, ten minutes ago.  Something
about your ticket being bumped up and...  Your welcome!" Holly cried after
the running man.

"I thought you said he was deaf," I said.

"Yeah.  To bad too.  The dumb shit's running the wrong way.  The front gate
is that way," she said pointing the other direction.

"So, uhm, can you spend a few minutes telling this kid a few things about
your air craft?"

She looked at me with her head cocked to the side, squinting her eyes while
she tried to figure me out.  But then she looked up at the sky and frowned.

"I have to take Beany back to her trailer before it gets any darker, and
that will take me at least thirty minutes.  The park is closing in..." she
said looking at her watch, "about an hour and ten minutes....  Hmm.. When
does your ride leave?"

"When ever I want.  When I get to a phone, I'm going to call home for a
limo.  It will take it about forty minutes to get.."

"A limo?  What are you, some kind of rich kid?"

"Depends how you look at it.  Look, the sun's almost set now.  I'll meet you
at your trailer after I make my phone call, and then we can answer each
other questions," I said over my shoulder as I walked away.

She stood there a moment before turning to go back to her ship.  After she
jumped the fence again, the thought suddenly occurred to her I couldn't
possibly know where the trailer was.  She scanned the local area with her
eyes, then huffed and got in her craft and started it up.

Holly was rolling the copter into its trailer when I walked up behind her
and startled her with my hello.

"Shit.  You sure are full of surprises, rich kid." she said.

"My names Tim, not rich kid."

"Sorry.  Holly," she said, offering her hand.

I shook it, then looked at the grease her paw had left on my hand.

"I guess rich kids aren't used to getting their hands dirty," she said,
tossing a rag to me with a crooked grin.

"Shit.  I had my fair share of engine grease on my hands.  My buddy and I
built our own go carts, and had to rebuild the engines a couple of times
before we got it right."

"Oh really. Well, that makes all the difference, doesn't it," she said
sarcastically.

"Uhm, are you like mad about something?  Besides your dad making you fly
around on a wild goose chase."

"Oh, don't get me started," she said, flaring her nostrils in a way that I
found suddenly sexy.  She looked at me for a moment, then sighed and said,
"I'm sorry, ki.. er, what was your name again?"

"Tim.  Tim Brandton."

"Okay, I'll remember it now.  I guess my step dad just gets under my skin
sometimes.  So, what do you want to know about Beany?"

I asked her how she got it, what it takes to fly it, standard stuff.  She
had started flying Beany when her stepfather got tired of it and offered it
to her when she was twelve.  Apparently he hadn't expected her to actually
stick with it, and if it hadn't been for her mother, he would have sold it
the next year.

"He uses Beany like a leash sometimes.  Technically she's still his, so if I
want to keep flying her, I have to work at this damn park.  At least the
season is almost over...  So, what about you?  You were just trying to
impress me with that limo line, weren't you," she said grinning.

"Would you believe me if I said I wasn't?  I didn't think so.  Well, suit
yourself.  I can stay as long as I want though.  Uhm, are you done with
Beany?"

"Yeah, everything but locking the trailer up.  Why?"

"Well, I was hoping we could go back and grab something to eat.  Or at least
go indoors somewhere.  It's getting kind of cool out, and I didn't plan on
being her this late otherwise I would have brought my jacket."  

"Okay, but only if you tell me how you found Steinman when you couldn't even
know what he looked like."

"Hmm..  You want the truth?  Or something you'll believe?" I said, rubbing
my arms.

"Try the truth first, then we'll go from there.  Come on, you can tell me on
the way."

We climbed out of the trailer and I helped her close the doors and stood
watching her lock it.  I wasn't all that cold yet, but I knew she hadn't
eaten dinner and I wanted to learn more about her and Beany.  And while she
fought to work the lock shut, I found myself becoming a more interested in
Holly than Beany, especially her ass.

Holly was only a year and seven months older than I was, and by the time we
had finished racing to the park's entrance, I was seeing her more friendlier
side of her personality.  Of course her mood went sour when the guy at the
front gate said her friend couldn't come in.

"What do you mean?  He was in the park all day, and it's not closing time
yet."

"So?  Unless he had his hand stamped before six.."

I slid my hand under the violet lamp and said, "See?  My hand is stamped."

"Oh.  Okay, you can go in.  But the park closes in thirty minutes.  You'll
have to leave then, you know."

After we walked beyond his hearing distance, Holly said, "I can't believe he
fell for that.  Didn't he even look at your hand?"

"Sure he looked."

"Nu-uh..  I looked, and there wasn't anything on your.." Holly stopped as I
held the back of my hand up for her to see it.  "But.. it's only supposed to
glow when your hand is under the black light.  Tim, you're starting to spook
me."

"Sorry," I said, waving my other hand over the glowing mark on my left hand,
making it disappear.  "There's nothing to get spooked about.  It's just an
illusion."

"What, like an magician?  I don't think.."

"No, more like a hypnotist.  The dork at the gate saw what he expected to
see when I told him that I had the mark on my hand.  You did the same thing.
I doubt what you saw was the same as what he saw."

"Okay, I'll let that one go for now.  So how did you find mister deaf and
directionless?"

"Oh, that was easy.  I used my magic."

"Sure you did.  Come on, you said you'd tell me."

"Uhm, is pizza okay?" I asked, hearing her stomach growl.

"Yeah, it's this way.  Now stop stalling and spill it. Otherwise I'm eating
alone."

"Okay, but if I do tell you the truth, you have to promise not to freak,
okay?"

"Freak?  Listen, kid, you're talking to a girl who flies a helicopter with a
blade span of twenty feet over an amusement park that has more power lines
and shit up there than a forest of telephone poles.  I don't freak."

"I used a mental sweep."

"A what?"

"Well that's what Joey and I call it.  I'm telepathic, and that's how I
found your Mr. Gregory Albert Steinman."

"Yeah, right.  Looks like I'll be eating alone then."

"I'm telling you the truth," I thought to her.

"If you are, then why don't you just read my mind or something," she said,
not catching the fact I had stopped at the entrance of the pizza place and
she had already walked ten paces in front of me.

"Okay.... Uhm, can't you think of something better than just how big Zack's
zit is on his nose?"

"That's too easy." she said, as Zack came over to her at the counter.

"What's too easy," Zack said. 

"Nothing, I was just talking to Tim...  Is there any pepperoni left Zack?"

"Uhm, yeah, you want it?" he said, figuring Holly was just trying to play a
trick on him or something.  As far as he could see, no one but he and Holly
were in the joint.

"Yes, please.  What about you Tim.." she said turning to the empty spot she
thought I was occupying.

"I'll take the three slices left of the Canadian bacon, if you don't mind,"
I thought to her from across the room.

Holly stared at me for nearly thirty seconds, trying to figure out if I was
for real. She concluded I had hypnotized her into thinking I hadn't moved my
lips when I spoke, so she just turned around and asked Zack for the Canadian
bacon also.

"Huh?" Zack said. "You never eat the CB.  I thought you hated it."

"I do.  It's for my friend over at the door."

"Uhm, what friend," he said, looking straight through me as I sat down next
to Holly.

"He can't see me," I thought to her.

"Zack. Snap out of it.  I think he's hypnotized you or something.  He's
sitting in the chair right in front of you."

"Hypnotized me?  Who?" Zack said looking at Holly like she was trying to get
him.

"Oh never mind.  Just..  never mind.  Can I have a diet coke?"

"And a root beer," I said, making Zack jump as I popped into existence to
his mind.

"Shit!  Where did you come from?" Zack asked.

"Here and there.  Don't worry about it.  Just hurry up and get our drinks
like a good boy," I said.  He smiled and hurried over to the soda machine,
wanting to please us like a little kid who didn't know better.

"So, you're a very good hypnotist?"

"Well, I guess I am, but that's not what I'm doing.  You want me to read
your mind?  Okay.  You're seventeen years old.  You lost your virginity last
year to a guy who used to work this very counter, Justin Bram.  You liked
his sense of humor, and really liked his.."

"Okay... I know I didn't tell you that, so that means you're a friend of
Justin's.  What's he up too now?  And why is he trying to pull another
practical joke on me?"

"I've never met him.  Lets me try something else.  The day you were up in
Beany over the large woods three miles southeast of the far end of the park,
you noticed a something moving below you.  You followed the movement until a
herd of deer and a buck stopped in a clearing and stared up at you.  You
swore they were trying to tell you something, and they didn't move or
anything, even when you went down closer... should I go on?"

"Shit.  I've never told anyone about that.  If I hadn't been so close to the
ground when Beany's engine stalled, I would have crashed and probably gotten
killed.  Those deer saved my life."

"Yeah, and you never saw them again, and the reason Beany stalled was
because she had a leak in the oil line.  And here is something you didn't
already know.  Your dad is planning to sell her when the park closes for the
season."

"What? He wouldn't dare.  Are you trying to pull something?"

"Nope.  I'll prove it to you.  But you'll have to trust me.  And no, I don't
think you're gullible.  Zack, come over here.. and stop picking at that
thing.  It's already bleeding."

"Uhm, what," Zack said, a little embarrassed by his popped zit.

"Holly here thinks I've hypnotized you and her into seeing and hearing
things.  But she also knows that you can't make people do things that they
find morally objectionable.  So, Holly.  You think Zack is a scum ball,
don't you."

"Uhm..."

"It's okay, he won't remember anything you say."

"Okay then.  Yes, he's shit," she said, watching Zack smile at her
afterwards.

"Then you wouldn't want to kiss him?"

"No.." she said sarcastically.

"You wouldn't want to stick your tongue in his mouth, run your hands down
his scrawny chest, and pull his little dick out of his pants?"

"NO!  And you can't make me either."

"I couldn't if I was using hypnosis, but you're not hypnotized."

"You're starting to piss me off.  And Zack, stop looking at.... Oh, Zack..
OH!" she said suddenly grabbing him, pulling him on the counter while
frenching him madly.  Zack's eyes were flickering around wildly before he
realised her hands were starting to slide down his chest towards his growing
lump in his pants.  His eyes closed the moment her fingers undid his jeans
button, then he moaned into her mouth as her steady fingers pulled his
actually respectable sized dick out of his undershorts.

"Holly..." I said, realizing she wasn't coming out of her lustful daze.

"HOLLY!  You're kissing SHIT, remember?"

She gave a squawk as she almost fell down.  She was breathing really hard,
and I found myself arroused almost as much as the jerking off counter boy
was.

"Shit!  You fucken pricks! Shit!" Holly said to me and Zack.

"Zack, stop before you make a mess... And you better put that thing away.
Here comes the boss."

"Oh, shit," Zack said, rolling off the counter and hitting the floor with a
thud. He had just gotten back on his feet when Holly's stepfather and
another man walked in looking rather angry.

"Holly, I'm through with your attitude!" he shouted.  "You deliberately
moved Beany's truck and trailer so the boys couldn't take it back to the
shop.  Why?"

"What?" Holly said alarmed.  "I didn't move her!"

"Oh and I suppose you weren't the one who left this message," he said
shoving the note into her face. 

"Dad, I know about you wanting to sell Beany.  I'm running away with this
wonderful guy I met today and we're taking her with me.  - Holly..  But I
didn't write this!" she cried.

"Oh, and I suppose you weren't spying on me when I accepted Heinz's offer to
sell Beany to him.  You're a little sneak and a liar.."

"SO! You WERE going to sell Beany!" Holly said, flaring her sexy nostrils
again.  "You...  You..."

"Don't say it!  All I want to hear from you is were Beany is!  Otherwise you
can forget your money for College!"

"She doesn't know where it is," I said.

"What? Who the hell are you!  Her latest worm to dangle?"

"I'm the guy who had Beany moved.  You're not going to sell her."

"The fuck I'm not!  You! Er, Zack.  Call Security down here right now.  And
for God's sake, zip up your fly!" he said with a pained expression.

"Zack, don't," Holly said.  "I don't care if you take away the money my REAL
dad left for me..."

"Holly, it's in your name," I thought to her.  "Only you can access it, but
only after you turn eighteen." 

"Shit!  You can't even touch MY money, can you!  You're the sneak and the
liar.  I bet you don't even own Beany.  It was my real dad's, you know."

I hadn't known that.  I checked her stepfather's mind, and found that Beany
was legally his, even though it had been an oversight on her mother's part.

"Oh, you are a weasel, aren't you Larry," I said.  "Zack, why don't you stop
standing around and start cleaning up like you usually do.  You can ignore
what ever we say or do."

"Look, you little piece of shit.  My employees do not take orders from a
trespasser.  Cody, take mister big mouth down to where ever he moved Beany
to, then turn him over to the police.  He was caught trying to rob the pizza
house cash register."

"Tim, maybe you better run," Holly said starting to panic.

I just winked at her and stood still as Cody the gorilla came over and
grabbed me by the neck.

"AARRGGHH!!!" Cody screamed, pulling his hand back and looking at it.

"What!" Larry cried surprised.

"He's hot!"

"What?  Stop fucking around.  Grab him and go!"

"But... " he said, testing my shirt to see if I was still hot.  "Okay,
he's.. ARRRRGGG!" he cried when he tried to grab my neck again.

"What the fuck!" Larry said.  "Cody, what's wrong with you," he said as he
grabbed my arm and held it out to Cody.

"But...  I tell you, he burnt my hand.. Twice!"

"Cody, are you doing drugs again?  Now take his arm and get the fuck out
there before I fire your ass.  Hey!  What they fuck are you doing!" Larry
cried as Zack mopped the floor along with Larry's shoes.

"Say Holly.." I said, watching poor Zack suddenly lose his balance and slide
across the wet floor on his back.  "If I made your turd of a stepfather sign
Beany over to you, would you let me take her up tomorrow for a little
while?"

"Oh hho hoo.. Tim, I'd even have your baby if you did that," she said.  When
my eyebrows shot up, she added.  "Only a figure of speech."

I smiled, knowing it hadn't completely been a figure of speech.  But first
things first.

"Yo, slime ball," I called, looking straight at Larry.

"That's it.  Okay, punk, I'll take care of you myself," Larry said, taking
off his jacket.  

He walked up to me, grabbed my shoulder, and was about to shove me forward
when I said, "Excuse me.  What's your name, little boy?"

He blinked, then let my arm go and stood blinking, looking around and at
everyone.

"What's your name?" I repeated.

"Dicky," he replied.

"What's you're last name?"

"Strodmyer.  My name is Dicky Strodmyer."

"What do you want to do for Holly, Dicky."

"I want to.. uhm...  Oh, give her that flying thingy."

"What else?"

"Oh, I want to play with her.  I think she's so much fun!  Can I play?  Can
I?"

"Okay, Holly," I said as the man/child jumped up and down.  "I'll meet you
at your house at...  10:00 am okay for you?  Until then, have fun with Dicky
here.  He'll go back to his normal lovable self after we leave tomorrow
morning."

"Oh hoo ho ho.  Tim...  Oh ho hoho.  I think I love you."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever.  Look, my limo is here, so I'm gonna go home.  You
have fun with your new friend, and I'll see you in the morning," I said,
pushing the door open.

"Uhm, Tim?" she called after me a few moments later from the door.

"Yeah?" I said, hoping she was going to ask me to spend the night.

She hesitated as she looked at me, turning a little red before she said,
"Oh! Where's Beany?

"Right where you left her, silly."

"Oh, right.  Thanks.  Uhm, I guess I'll see you tomorrow.." Holly said a
little too slowly.  But then she brightened and let the door shut behind her
saying, "Come here, Dicky.  I want a horsy back ride."

"Wow.  Maybe she does like me," I said, barely keeping myself from peaking
and learning for sure.  I sighed and walked towards the front entrance deep
in thought, and almost ran into two women who were nervous about something
and were walking quickly in the direction I had just came.

I didn't resist peaking in their heads, and didn't expect to find anything
as interesting as I did.  The two college girls were looking for a place
safe to sleep without the staff finding them, then have another day at the
park without paying for it.  But what interested me the most was the fact
they were lovers, and they were wet just anticipating what they wanted to do
once they found their hideout.

Naturally I followed them, feeling pretty horny from reading what they were
feeling for each other.  I wasn't sure how I would fit into their plans, but
at the least I wanted to watch if not participate some how.

They snuck into a small concession shack they had noticed hadn't been used
all day.  I sat down on a bench, planning to wait for their activities to
begin before entering, and was concentrating on what they were doing when
their plans were brought to a sudden end.  I hadn't noticed a security guard
watching them enter the shack, and was as surprised as they were when he and
another guard caught them topless inside.

"Well, well, well.  Looky what we have here," the bigger of the two guards
said. "I don't remember these two paying their overnight fee."

"Fee?" Lisa said frightened, covering herself.

"Aren't you friends of Barbara?" the other guard asked.

"No.." Nicky said, putting her bra on.  "And we're not paying any fee." She
had been startled by the men's intrusion, but she had recovered her wits and
wasn't about to let the men have their way with them.

"Don't say no until you hear what the fee is," the first one said, leaving
his hungry eyes pointed at her chest.

"What.  A blow job?" Nicky said sarcastically as she tossed Lisa her shirt
then put her own on.

"Oh, nothing so easy as that," the second one said shutting the door.  "A
blow job is just the membership fee.  And since you have entered our club
house.."

"Excuse me," I said poking my head inside the door.  "Is this where I get my
refund?  Larry said to find someone in a blue shirt to get a refund."

"This isn't no fucken customer service hut.  Get the fuck.."

"Wait!" Nicky said, pulling Lisa with her past the two goons.  "I know where
the refund hut is.  HEY let her go!" She said when the first guard had
grabbed Lisa's arm.

"Get out of here, kid.  This is a security matter."

"Oh wait a sec.  I see Larry now.  HEY Larry!  Your guy here says you won't
give me a refund.  Ma's not going to like.."

"SHIT!" the second guard said.  "He's talking to the boss!"

"What?...  So?  Just means we take these two bitches out and say we caught
them sneaking in here.  We're just doing our job."

"Doing your JOB?!" Nicky said before kicking the second jerk in the balls
when he tried to grab her.  Despite the fact he was wearing a cup, he
doubled over, then fell on the ground when Nicky hit his neck with both
fists.

Lisa had flipped the first guard onto his back right after Nicky had kicked
the second.  I clapped while they stood over their work to make sure they
were done, and almost had to defend myself when they both turned around and
prepared to do the same to me.

"Hey! I'm on your side.  I saw them following you at a distance, and thought
they were acting kinda perverted.  Looks like you didn't need my help,
though." I said watching the first one struggle to get up to his feet.

"Put your FUCKING hands on your heads," he said, drawing his gun.

"Shit." Nicky said.

"Uhm, unless you're going to do some kind of cool kick,  maybe you'd like
some help after all?" I asked.

"ALL of you, put your hands on your head.  I'm not going to say it again."

Nicky sighed and both she and Lisa raised their hands.

"You too, mister nosy," he said, pointing the gun at me.

"I have a better idea.  Why don't you put the pea shooter away before my
friend here fires your ass for pointing a gun at dear close personal friend
of your boss."

"What friend?" the guard asked.

"This friend," Cody said opening the door wide and towering behind me with
his over six foot height of muscle.  "Come on girls, the party is over. I'll
pretend you were never here if you leave the park right now."

"Thanks," Nicky said.  Even Nicky was a little intimidated by Cody.  But
then who wouldn't be?

"Yeah, thanks," I said to Cody, giving him the ten second high I promised
him.  I made sure he would never do drugs again before I closed my
connection to his mind, then left him to terrorize the security guard into
closing his club down for good.  

The two security guards had made a deal with a few teenage girls in the past
to let them stay in the park overnight for a blowjob like Nicky had guessed.
They hadn't really been planning to force them into anything, but Nicky's
sarcasm had prompted them to give the two college girls a good scare.  I
really don't think they would have done anything, but the two girls didn't
know that.

Speaking of which, I had to run and catch up with the two quickly departing
lesbians, who were hoping just to get out without anyone arresting them.

"Hey, wait up!" I cried.

Nicky turned her head and replied, "Sorry!  Thanks for your help, but we're
not interested!"

"Not interested in what?" I said as I reached them.

"Look, kid," Lisa said.  "We appreciate what you did, but we're not going to
kiss your ass in gratitude."

"Who said anything about kissing ass?  All I wanted to do was offer you a
ride in my limo.  Maybe even watch you two make out if you're still..."

Both women stopped dead in their tracks and were looking at me with angry
eyes.

"What were you doing?  Following us?  Spying on us?  Listening to what we
were saying?" Nicky demanded.

"Something like that.  How come you two don't have sex while you're in your
dorm room?"

The anger they had displayed was replaced by shock, but then quickly went
back to anger.

"Listen, kid.  If you know what is good for you, I better never see.."

"Name's Tim, and you didn't answer my question.  Considering you would have
been put in the pokey if I hadn't come along, can't you just answer a few
questions?  It's not like I could force you into something if you didn't
want to do, you know," I lied.

Nicky looked at Lisa, who shrugged and said, "All right.  I guess we do owe
you something."

"But don't get any ideas," Nicky warned.  "Compared to those two bastards
back there, I could take you out with one hand tied behind my back."

"Cool," I said and started to walk with them towards the entrance again.
"So?" I prompted.

"You've never been in a dorm before, I suppose, so I guess you don't know
how thin the walls are.  You can almost hear your neighbors breathing, it's
so bad.  Everyone on the floor would know it if we tried something,
especially with Lisa."

"Those people called the front desk that time because YOU couldn't shut up.
I was just getting into it when the hotel manager knocked on our door.  I
can't believe we paid for a hotel room we...  Is that your limo?"

"Yep.  I can drop you off where ever you want.  I don't think the buses run
this late.  That is how you were planning to get back, isn't it?"

"What did you do, follow us off the freaken bus?"  Lisa said, suddenly very
hostile.

"Nope. Just observant.  I mean," I said, waving my hand across the empty
parking lot, "unless you were planning to walk home or get a cab, you must
have been planning to take the bus.  But you weren't planning on getting
caught, were you."

"Sorry," Lisa said.  "Those two jerks just... you know."

"Will you really take us all the way back to campus?  It's a good three hour
drive from here," Nicky admitted.

"I didn't know that.  No wonder you wanted to spend another day here.  But
yeah, that's fine.  If anything else, I can sleep on bed during the trip
home...  Ah, shit."

"What?" Lisa said, hoping I wasn't going to take back my offer.

"I didn't realize which limo this was until I saw who the driver was.  Oh
well.  I don't suppose you will mind for a little more female company, will
you," I said getting in after the driver opened the door.

"Nicky, Lisa, meet Vicki and Carol," I said, not hiding my smile as the two
college girls stared at the two nude women.

"Hhhi," Nicky said, always the one to get her wits back first.

"Hello," they replied.

"Uhm, Lisa, you're going to have to get your other foot in the door.  The
driver would like to shut it?"

"Sorry," Lisa said as she sat down right next to Nicky.

"Are you thirsty?  We have soda, ginger ale, and other stuff.  Or maybe you
would care for some of this?" I said, getting the bottle of the light purple
colored drink out.

"I don't think we want anything alcoholic," Nicky replied, looking very
unsure about the situation.

"Hey, where are we going?" Lisa said, realizing the car was getting on the
highway already.  "We haven't even told you where our dorm is."

"You go to Southeast State, right?  Well, that's were we're going.  Relax.
If I'm trying to trick you into something, you can always beat me up, you
know."

They looked at each other, then Lisa said, "Maybe I will have a glass of...
What is it?  It doesn't look like anything I've seen in a bar before."

"That's because it's a family recipe, and it doesn't have any alcohol in it.
But it's really good.  And just so you don't think I'm trying to drug you.."
I said, pouring a third glass and handing them theirs.  "I'll drink it too."

They both smelled the bubble-gummy aroma, then took a small sip each.  I
really didn't want to drink mine because it would cloud my mind with ideas I
shouldn't have.  But I downed it anyway, figuring Carol or Vicki would
satisfy me easy enough if I required it.

They started to relax as we made small talk, and after a few minutes, I knew
the drink was starting to have its effect on them.  Of course I was starting
to feel it myself, but some people take longer than others.

Finally after watching them squirm for five minutes, Nicky said, "So are you
supposed to fuck them, or just look at them?"

"Why?  You looking to do the fucking?" I teased.

"I think if I don't start something soon, I'm going to go nuts," Lisa
admitted, giving Nicky a desperate look.

"Hey, you two were looking for someplace private to fool around.  Well, if
you don't mind me watching and maybe even fooling around with Vicki or
Carol, you can moan as loud as you want.  The driver is used to it.  I
promise I won't touch you."

Despite their distrust of my intentions, they couldn't hold back any longer.
And once they started kissing, they forgot all about me.  Of course I helped
them in that respect.

Nicky's hands were inside Lisa's pants before I realized they were trying to
strip without stopping their kissing.  I watched them undo the fasteners on
their tops, noting that they had probably worn them just so they wouldn't
have to pull them over their heads.  I awaited the breast unavailing with
some anticipation.  Lisa's tits had unusually large nipples for such a small
breasted woman.  I wanted to get a closer look, then perhaps use a little
mental deception to sample the unusual cuisine.

To my disappointment, they moved on to their jeans first.  Their wiggles and
worming while frantically exchanging saliva was quite entertaining, and I
found myself almost unable to resist interfering.

"Shit," I said to myself.  "Vicki, Carol, looks like I'm gonna need your
services."

They immediately began stripping the clothes off me, and in moments I was
having my dick and nipples expertly sucked and tenderized.

I returned my attention towards the two now nude guests.  Lisa was slowly
pushing Nicky onto her back, still kissing as they had been. They slid
themselves down the seat until Lisa was laying on top of Nicky, completely
stretched out.  Lisa sent her hand between their crotches and start
fingering them both while Nicky ran her own hands to Lisa's ass.  My moan
was almost as loud as Lisa's when Nicky inserted her finger in Lisa's ass.

Watching Nicky fuck Lisa with her finger made me blow my load into Vicki's
waiting mouth, then I almost did it again when Lisa allowed herself to be
guided my Nicky's intruding finger to move her crotch up to Nicky's face.
Nicky didn't allow Lisa to turn around when Lisa tried to assume a sixty
nine position.  Instead, Lisa found herself facing the window with a finger
up her ass and a tongue up her slit, moaning and groaning as Nicky fucked
her ass and cunt.

The scene got me so hot that I pulled Vicki up beside me and had her lay on
her back.  When I mounted her, Vicki started to cry.  But when I asked her
if I had done something wrong, she simply begged me to continue.  I found
out later Vicki hadn't been fucked for nearly two months.

I started pumping my teen cock into the well fucked pussy, finding her
muscle contractions inside to be very pleasurable.  I was constantly having
trouble keeping it in, however, but Vicki remedied that by moving her legs
up into the air, making my dick fall out again and slap against her winking
asshole.

Her ass was much better, but no where near the tightness I had come to
expect from anal sex.  Never the less, I started to fuck her backdoor,
getting some very nice moans from Vicki's open mouth.  Poor Carol just sat
by and watched, not even playing with her very aroused knob.  She would
never give herself the pleasure she desired, my father having made her
unable to think of such a thing.  The only thing she could do was sit and
look as sexy and desirable as possible.

And to give her credit, Carol did that well.  Her legs spread, her vaginal
lips puffy and glistening with her juices, only upstaged by her pussy gaping
open and her clitoris poking out at an amazing height.  When my eyes had
taken all this in, Vicki found herself coming from the surge in my lust. She
was still humping air when I nearly leapt onto the awaiting Carol, and it
wasn't until her orgasm ended that Vicki realized she had been out slutted
by Carol once again.

My eyes were shut while I fucked Carol shit hole, but snapped opened when I
heard Lisa's scream.  A tidal wave of lust flowed from my eyes and crashed
into every corner of my body from the sight of both of Nicky's arms ending
at Lisa's crotch and ass.

Lisa jerked again with a scream of pain and pleasure as her lover sank her
hands into Lisa's insides even deeper.  Nicky's eyes were as fogged over
with lust as Lisa's, and within seconds so were mine.

I made Carol turn so I could fuck and watch, not that I really needed to do
so since I came less than a minute later.  As Nicky began to pull her hand
of her tired puppet's ass, my dick started to complain from my continued
humping.

The sight of Nicky's shit covered hand made me agree with my softening tool,
making  Carol cum hard before pulling my own shit covered digit out.

I quickly retrieved the baby wipes and the big white cloth towels from the
storage area under the little fridge.  After I had myself in fair shape, I
canceled the commands to Nicky's mind than allowed her to ignore my very
existence.

Nicky's eyes caught my movement as I carried the wipes and towels over to
her.  She was holding her hand away from her and Lisa, and quite frankly it
was stinking up the place.  As I started pulling the wipes out by the
handful, she suddenly caught the sight of my soft exposed dick.

When I offered her the wad of wipes, she quickly glanced back up to my face
before blushing slightly and averting her eyes to Lisa's face. Lisa was just
laying on top of her asleep, using Nicky's breasts as a pillow, noisily
sucking air in through her open mouth.  Nicky's other arm was trapped
between them, and was probably starting to feel a little numb.  But even as
I cleaned her shitty hand up, Nicky didn't move a muscle in fear of waking
her lover up.

While my curiosity screamed for me to peak into their heads, I decided I
would just talk instead.  So when I finished cleaning her up, I sealed the
stuff up in a small plastic bag, then operated the cabin's air controls to
get rid of the strong smell.  Both Carol and Vicki fought their drowsiness,
just in case I wanted anything else.  I told them to go ahead and sleep, and
I would join them after my guests were home.

I sat on the edge of the bed watching Nicky watch the two slaves curl up
against each other and finally fall asleep.  I caught her looking at my nude
body before I finally spoke.

"You've never seen a guy naked before, have you?" I asked.

Her answer was in her blush, and then confirmed it with nod.

"How come?  I mean, you're obviously interested."

"Not really.  I just never seen one that wasn't made to look... big or
supposingly sexy.  But yours is... so small and.... I'm sorry.  I just meant
it was.. soft?"

"Oh..  You should have seen it twenty minutes ago.  It was so hard I could
have dented steal with it.  Especially when I saw your hands in... her. Man,
that was the horniest thing I have ever seen.  And believe me, I've seen
some perverted shit."

Nicky was having another blush fit when accidentally moved her buried arm
and flinched from the discomfort.

"Let me help you," I said, reaching to lift Lisa's chest up.  

Nicky immediately slapped my hands before I could touch Lisa and said, "Keep
your fucken hands to yourself."

"I was only trying to help," I muttered, feeling a little cross.

Nicky closed her eyes from the strong unpleasant tingling her arm was
sending her, struggling to pull it out without waking Lisa.  This time when
I reached out to help, Nicky didn't realize it until she had pulled her arm
free.

After I let go of Lisa's sides, I took Nicky's arm and gently began rubbing
circulation back into it.  I manipulated her nerves so she found my
caressing quite soothing while removing the discomfort she was feeling.

"Wow.." she finally breathed.  "That really is making it feel better."

"You're welcome," I said, smiling.  "So, do you two do this often?"

"What? Sleep in the nude on top of each other?  Or the other bit."

"Well, both.  If you don't mind."

"You keep rubbing my arm like that, I'll tell you anything you want to know.
You should get a job at a massage parlor."

"Heh.  Problem is, I'd probably spend too much time having sex with my
customers to do much massaging."  Then I added, "But I'm not planning to
have sex with you."

"Better not be...  Ohhh.." she said as I started using my magic touch on her
arm for just a moment.  "Whatever you just did, don't stop.."

"I didn't do anything that I haven't been doing," I lied.  "Come on.  So how
many times have you done that."

She though about it a few moments, then she said, "Okay....  I've fisted
Lisa's, er, pussy twice before, and she did it to me once.  But this was the
first time we ever did anything like that, especially to her butt.  If I had
know how much of a mess it would be, I wouldn't have done it.  But we had
teased each other, and I just got so horny thinking about it, I just went
and did it."

"How long have you two been lovers?"

"Since high school...  I can't believe how good you're making my arm feel.
Where the hell did you learn how to do this?"

"I can't tell you.  If I did, I'd have to fuck you," I said with a wicked
grin.  But then I said seriously, "Would you like to feel something else
even better?  It's not sexual."

"Not unless you tell me first," she said, giving me a grin herself.

"If you knew what's supposed happen, it probably wouldn't work.  Just trust
me.  I haven't tried anything so far, have I?"

"No, I guess not.  Go ahead."

I took her other hand and gently placed both palms beside Lisa's knot at the
top her neck.

"Okay, close your eyes and relax.  When you feel it coming, don't tense up
or try and force it.  Just let it come to you."

She nearly jumped as my hands rubbing her arms started to make her palms
feel tingly. Nicky was a very self assured woman with a quick mind and a
strong will.  I felt she probably could handle anything without panicking,
and my suspicions were justified in this case.

"I...  feel it.." she whispered.

"What do you feel?" I asked, stopping my rubbing since she believed it had
done what it had supposed to do.

"I can feel Lisa...  dreaming?  It's almost.. like.. I'm.. inside her
dream.." Nicky barely whispered before she went completely limp.

"Sweet dreams, ladies," I said yawning.  I watched their merged minds dream
about a house they wanted to buy so they could live together and never worry
about being too loud again.  I was tempted to make the dream come true for
them, but as I moved in between the two on the bed, I realized that they
hadn't given me a single reason to do something like that for them.  So I
dropped the idea and went to sleep as their minds started to fuck each
other.

We all woke up when the driver notified us we were approaching the campus.

"Tim?" Nicky said as they hurried to get dressed.

"Yeah?" I said looking up from Lisa's panty covered ass.

"Why did you help us?  Or more importantly, why didn't you try something
when we were asleep?" she said, reaching down for her jeans.

"Because you weren't interested in doing anything with me.  I guess I was
curious to see what gay women were like.  I've seen girls have sex with each
other, but they were bi.  I knew they wanted me to fool around with them
too."

"Okay, you answered my first question, but not my second.  Why didn't you do
something when we were helpless?"

I frowned at that, then reason became clear to me.

"Because you weren't any more helpless than you were before, or even now. If
I had wanted to do something, I could have done it at any time."

"What do you mean?" Lisa said, finished getting dressed before Nicky.  "We'd
kick your ass if you tried anything funny."

Nicky looked at me for a moment then said, "I'm not so sure about that Lisa.
There's something weird about him."

"Weird?  Gee, thanks," I said as the limo stopped.  "Well, here's your stop.
Thank you for an interesting show." I said a little tired of their lack of
gratitude.

"Thanks for the lift," Lisa said, getting out.

"Yeah, thanks," Nicky said, stepping out behind her.

But then Nicky got back in and crawled onto the bed, right up to my
surprised face.  Vicki and Carol sleepy watched as Nicky silently gave me a
very deep kiss.  I nearly bit her when her hand started feeling my crotch.
But she was more surprised by her own arousal triggered by my dick getting
hard in her hand.

I said, "Thanks," as she crawled back off the bed.

She turned head and smiled saying, "Thank you! For being a nice guy I mean.
Look us up next time you're in town.  I'd like to try sharing a dream or two
with you."

And with that she shut door, leaving me sitting there with my mouth hanging
open.

"I might just do that, Nicole Faye Smith.  I just might," I said before
laying down.  

I will always remember my dream I had that night.  Flying Beany.... with
someone's fist up my ass.  That was one dream I hoped would never come true.

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