She took the seat across the table from me and just stared."That wasn't called for," she said sullenly."I was trying an experiment," I thought to her....An experiment?" Yeah. I wanted to see if I could make her overhear my thoughts. I guess it didn't work." I thought."Well, what are you going to do now?" Hanna asked. "She knows your secret and she's a reporter. She'll tell everyone. Then all of our lives will be forfeit. Did you think of that, Mr. Empath? Did you think about the fact that she'll. I’ll just leave you to it,” I blurted out, rising once more only to plop back into my seat again at her glaring gesture.“It is Spencer-Killdare, Mr. Laetham,” she corrected with a mild rebuke. “And you may as well tell me why you are here. I have already cooled down, so I won’t be returning to my practice.”“Er, that is I ... well,” I stumbled haltingly in the face of what looked like someone’s baby sister but who had to be twenty or twenty-five years old with a personality much older. I cleared. We made our way around the room greeting the waiting crowd. Many I naturally knew including my next-door neighbour, that will be an interesting next meeting!!! Music was playing in the background, it became much louder, time to begin. It was the music ‘The Stripper’ very apt I thought. We retreated into the centre of the room and starting gently dancing sexily. One by one we slipped out of our sheer dresses. The MC Bill invited the guys to make cash donations to us by way of our bras and. What the hell is going on here? Is this a wet dream where I’m going to wake up with a huge sticky load all over my sheets?Turns out the girls who came over during the last two long songs weren’t scared to try to get my dick inside them. None were wearing panties. If they couldn’t get me inside them, they could at least grind down against it. I was a bit alarmed with I noticed two chaperones about ten feet from us watching everything. I got a thumbs up from the man and woman.This is getting.