Her pussy was still tingling. She never once thought of her boyfriend. Next day she had a small problem with giving an answer when questioned about a ...atients notes. She should have been able to answer the consultants enquiry but she couldn't. She felt stupid. She just wasn't concentrating. Her thoughts were on her new lover. Her boyfriend Paul had rang early this morning and she had been a bit brusque with him. She felt bad now....it wasn't his fault he was working away. He had promised to be. “Leanne you bitch, where the hell are you,” he shouted, and I could almost imagine that I was able to feel his mind through the phone’s connection. Then, with a start, I realized that I actually could feel his mind. He was angry, but not because she wasn’t there, not entirely. The house was a mess from her taking her things, and he used her as a maid, and a servant since I could tell he was hungry. I flexed my mind control ability, certain that if one ability worked, the other would. “Mark,. Happily, my body felt good today. The soreness in my muscles had relinquished almost completely and I felt alert and awake. I couldn’t wait to get back into Dianne and train more. My phone buzzed in my pocket. Bringing it out, I opened it to see a text message.Jake, your new address is Apartment 104, 13 Grove Lane. D.I.A.N.N.E... So, Dianne also had access to my phone, or some sort of messaging service built into her system. Unsure how I felt about that, I looked up to see Mr. Mendez. “Mine,” I grinned. “With all those stuffed animals?” Zoey shook her head, a fond smile on her lips. “Okay. I don't think I've been in your room in a year or more. It's good to see you out of it.”I nodded my head and we hurried to my room. Already, I could hear our mom and aunt moaning as Clint enjoyed their bodies down the hall. My cunny gave a wet itch as Zoey and I entered my room. I closed the door behind us, cutting off most of the sounds.Zoey flopped down on my bed, her big tits bouncing..