Stopping at her door he pressed the call button.“WHAT!!?” Almost screamed a female voice from within. “Go the hell away!”“Lucie! It’s John...thon!” Hartwell shouted back to his sister.“I said go the hell away!” Lucie’s voice repeated at an even higher volume. “YOU I most definitely DON’T want to see!”Growling a moment Hartwell was about to walk away when he did an about face palming the door. Even as the door slid open he heard renewed yelling coming from within. Then several things began to fly. Indi came in and joined us before long and not long after that Tiffany asked us if she could join us. We all started kicking around ideas about how we could get around a mind shield and either detect a shield or detect a person's thoughts behind the shield. Tiffany said. Cindi said. Tiffany said. Jude said. Annie said. Right around 3rd grade my dad got a promotion and we had to move to a new city pretty much the opposite side of the state. For me and my cousin, it was almost like we moved to a new country. I saw my cousin maybe once a month at first but after a few years we saw them less and less. Although we somewhat grew apart we were still fairly close. We checked tabbed on each other’s facebook and would constantly tease each other about our girlfriend/boyfriend. I had a thing for blondes and she always. She kept her exquisitely kept fingernail tips on the floor as she flattened her back. Those 34D tits hung and swayed in time with her movement, and her face tilted up just enough to say, ‘I am honored to be your slave, Master. Thank you for making me your plaything.’ The look in her eye and the lilt of her voice would have made me believe her, if I didn’t know that it was the telepathic energy coming from the frontal lobes of my brain which was forcing her to humiliate and degrade herself for.