You'll just have to accept it. You can try to fight it, but I'll tell you now it won't do you any good. Do you love him?" Of course I..." Shasta began... caught herself and began blushing. The three women just smiled at her."So," Shasta started again dryly, "you're telling me I have no choice except to be bedded and loved by one of the most impressive men I have ever met while being welcomed into his harem as a concubine by three of the most beautiful women I have ever seen?" Yep, that's pretty. She saw somebody more interesting not long after she got there that night in early May. He was a tall and muscular young fellow sitting alone in a back corner. She danced some with Kevin, then with several others. But the stranger picked up her signals and he soon moved in on her. His arms went around her body in such a way that his hot hands seemed like they would melt her behind right off.Sylvia began to fantasize about him taking off not her rear but her clothes, and his, and balling her. I am married to an incredible man who treats me like a princess and caters, for the most part, to all of my desires. He never hesitates to tell me that I am charming, witty, and engaging, and that I look incredible (with the help of a push-up bra… just between you and me) in a low cut cocktail dress.My new friend is Kelly, a 35 year old, exceptionally attractive brunette. She is slender but has luscious hips and beautiful breasts that do not (I checked...really) require a push-up bra to. These include, in my mature state, empathy, telepathy, psychokinesis (the ability to manipulate matter with my mind, which I will refer to in this narrative as PK for ease of use), some ‘far-seeing’, and some slight precognition. In addition, and most importantly for this story, I had the ability to detect and affect the emotional and psychological state of other people. I was a shy boy growing up, bookish, slight, and ordinary looking. I was a good student, but this only served to set me.