” Another slap, a little more forceful, and my bum cheek filled up with delicious heat. I sucked a bit of Jackie’s labia between my lips and let m... tongue play with it, the small gasps of delight indicating that I was doing it right. A whispered conversation started behind me, then the slaps started to fall more quickly, only a second or two apart, alternating between both bum cheeks and filling the air with their sounds. The faster rhythm kept my skin from cooling down again, and while I. All 8 hours that "Nami" sat there in the police station, wearing herbloody guy shirt and jeans made her feel embarrassed. She did not havea bra on, and his C cup breasts were poking against the shirt, butfortunately nobody seemed to want to look at her.8 hours later, "Nami" stumbled back to the apartment, drunk with grief.She was all alone in a new body, and her true love gone. She thoughabout what she would do, but first she decided to take a cold shower.The shower seemed colder than usual, as. I sat up and took a sip of coffee, feeling very proud of myself for passing the distance milestone. Then I wondered how he'd detected me if his mind wasn't already open. After a little thought, it soaked in that communication between we special people shouldn't be any different than me pushing into other people's minds like I'd been doing all along. The only difference was distance, and I'd already been assured that was irrelevant. I wondered if those of us in possession of this special. What I do is help people know what they want, and build an achievable fantasy around that, with them in the fantasy, and show them that their life now is no less real than this other reality. Then, when their fantasy is built, we switch reality and fantasy. With occasional reinforcement it sticks. Jeannie now believes she’s a genie, here to serve me.’ ‘You mean…. like I Dream of Jeannie?’ Dave asked. ‘Yeah, pretty much. Definitely more interesting, but that’s it essentially,’ Joe answered. .