.free me...lash out...with your...telekinesis...break my...prison...Damien focused all his rage and humiliation into a single, concentrated thought. H... thrust it like a dagger, following the trail of Aurora's whispers. Jezebel gasped above him as his telekinesis knifed through her soul, piercing into a prison and creating the tiniest of holes.Yes, yes, Sir, Abigail shouted, her thoughts so much clearer. She touched his telekinesis. Now rip me free.Damien heaved against the prison. He growled.. If I wasn't careful the girls would notice. Only five floors to go now, I picked up my pace. He was loving it. He was thrusting against my rhythm and I knew I was driving him crazy. The lift pinged signaling the floor for the two girls to get off. I whipped my hand out of his trousers and smiled sweetly at them as they left. Now we were alone. As the doors closed I turned around and faced him. He was kinda cute. "Hi," I said. "Hi," he said back. "Are you going to leave me hanging like this?" I. She'd always been the moreobstinate of the two of us. "Another squeeze?" asked Wendy. "Yes. It was a bit stronger this time." I replied without looking up. "I think I saw a smile," said a familiar voice behind me. "Dad!" I said with a jump. "I didn't hear you come in." "I've only been here a few moments and I didn't want to disturb you.You're doing so well and it seems like it is helping your sister." "Why don't you have a turn," I said as Dad pulled up a chair. "I've beentalking nonstop and. Realizing that the rude wake up call must have been an over zealous delivery man you pick up the package which easily fits into the palm of your hand you slam the door closed. Heading into the kitchen you set the tiny delivery on the table and head to the fridge for some breakfast. After having a banana and a glass of orange juice (you need to go grocery shopping) you remember about the box. Sitting down at the table you hold the box between your two index fingers looking it over curiously. It.