.. they 'understand' mistakes were made as people adjusted to the new circumstances of life."I turned to the television. Adriana was right! Around mid...ight, they got more into the Positive Powers and phrased a pardon offer EXACTLY how Adriana predicted."You're more powerful than the mind-reader they put on display, Simon," Adriana said suddenly.I shrugged. "They might be hiding something." I bet that bitch is more powerful," Adriana told me, pointing to the woman standing behind the DOP. Strong hands grabbed her tits, squeezing big handfuls of yieldingtit-flesh. Eager fingers held her legs, held her hard while other handsroved up and down her inner thighs.She tried to scream out her terror again and again, but each time shetried, a hard hand clamped over her face and held her down. She couldsee the boy, whose cock had tempted her, standing in the shadows andbeating himself off leisurely while the other men had their fun withher. She tried to scream again when she felt a hot. This is your choice, do you understand?"Still crying, she nodded. Fuck, it was kind of hot the way she was crying, even if it was bullshit. Or maybe it was just the wonder of the sensation, the rush of power at seeing this delectable young girl below me, pleasuring me. In any case, my cock was hard and I wanted to take her. The tears stopped after a few minutes; she seemed to have gotten into her job, but maybe also a little numb to what was happening. In any case, when I came, she swallowed it. He didn't care..so he grabbed my arm and led me to the dance floor. As the soft music played he pulled me towards him and held me. His hands wrapped around me as we attempted to dance. Our bodies moved together as T.J lead me. He was a good dancer! So around the fourth song we danced together...his hands fell onto my hips as mine did to his. I asked him," So with this new job are you gonna get back with your boyfriend?" T.J replied as we held one another," No...I don't want him anymore!" Then.