I don’t know if this is good or bad, but I found something very horrible happening in my house. At that moment, a fat middle-aged guy was sitting in...a chair with his dick out. He was staring down at my mother, who was topless and on her knees.From their positions, I realized that my mom was going to stroke his dick by keeping it in between her big fat breasts. They might have sex had I not interrupted them. Even when I did stop them, that guy was shamelessly telling me to go away. My mother. I certainly hadn't been close enough to drain any energy from him, and I wouldn't even know how to drain energy in such a way it would trigger a stroke. Could I have done something to his brain? So far I had only done that with potential Seers. Could I also do it with others? I had no conscious memory of doing anything to him, but I had no memory of ever doing anything to any of my girls. It had always been an automatic response, almost like breathing. I guess it was a possibility, but that's. That wasn’t a problem for Mousey. In fact, it was a blessing. She was thankful that after months on patrol, her sensitive nose was no longer assailed by the overwhelming smells of Earth lavender and lilac and Perdonian luluum. Except for the much less intense dusting powders, all perfumes were long gone. The one exception was the captain. A perk of his rank was evidently a pressure vault in which to store a supply of his obnoxious cologne. There was no way he would ever sneak up on a sniffer–. Now it was time to go for a bath and wash their hair. I was excited to get the chance to wash Kavita’s hair for the first time. Gayatri caught Kavita’s hand and took her to the bathroom, and I followed them. Even Gayatri was excited as all three of us were going to bathe together.As we entered the bathroom, the first thing I did was unbraid Gayatri and Kavita’s hair. I took my time, caressing Kavita’s braid from her neck to her knees. Planted a soft kiss on it and removed her band. I put my.