Besides, having this ability was a heavy responsibility for a little guy, and calling it something goofy eased some of the burden. Brian was particula...ly careful to hide his ability from the other kids. He intuitively realized that if they figured it out, he’d be forever surrounded by ‘friends’ trying to get him to +brain things to their advantage. He made sure they never noticed. And besides, it was exhausting. Moving things with his brain was a lot like moving them with his muscles — the. Both boys were very similar in body type. They were both slender, withsoft, almost feminine faces. This lead them to be the targets of localbullies, and so they only really had each other for friends for a longtime.If boys tended to treat Quentin and Larry like punching bags, thereaction of girls was a little more complicated. Some girls laughed atthem, and encouraged bullies to beat them up. But others felt compassionfor the the two boys, and two girls in particular fell into this group,and. Don’t have mannny people...”Ruth knelt in front of William to help him keep his head up as he looked like he was struggling. “Just hush yourself. I need to clean you up and put you to bed. I also need to clean up this up ... Good lord that whiskey will be the death of you.”William nodded off, but managed to whisper out, “I am hoping so.”Ruth could see the pain in his face. “Don’t be speaking like that. I am going to get you into bed and you’re going to sleep this off. Be right as rain. Oh how I long to run my fingers through your hair, my love. To feel your fingers caress my cheek. This waiting I cannot abide. Still another 6 hours to go. Be patient my sweet. My heart is pounding, my skin covered with goosebumps, my crotch is aching for your gentle touch. I hear a knock at the door. My heart races, my palms sweaty. I get up from where I was sitting impatiently, secure the towel around me. Will I or won’t I answer the door. I am scared, the butterflies creating havoc deep in.