I like to party and I play sports. I guess I'm a tomboy.I work out and eat well and I would never be mistaken for glamorous. In fact, I don't like foo...foo at all. I have a nice healthy look about me and I'm told I'm attractive. I'm not bragging. It's just a fact. I have an outgoing personality and it's real easy for me to meet people. Guys hit on me all the time and girls too, although I don't understand how they know I also like women.I'm pretty normal in almost every way except one: I don't. I said, "Maria, just relax an enjoy this part." I ran my hands over her torso and those lovely little tits then got a finger on her clit. As she warmed up I replaced my finger with my tongue and started measuring her excitement with a finger in her pussy. I looked up for a moment and her hands were buried in Sam's hair as she kissed her. Sally's hands were on her tits. The three of us got Maria excited to the point of precursor twitches.I lay down and the girls positioned Maria over me on her. And good stories make for good sex. So, focus on making a good damn story first.’ And as much as I try to ignore it, it’s basically guided my hand into writing out this admittedly ad-libbed introduction in order to get some general housekeeping out of the way. If you wanna skip this and go right into the story, be my guest, but I believe that expanding the bigger picture around the story will make the reading experience a little more enjoyable and even if you skip this, I heavily recommend you. Focusing harder, she tried to make sense of what she sensed. Soon, she forgot to listen to his words — which she couldn’t make sense of in the first place — and instead listened only to his emanations. If Majgen had been well-trained in the mentarion ways she might not have done this. Very early in the mentarion education, empaths were taught that basic emanations from other empaths would only imply the emotional state of the one transmitting them. They were taught that attempting to analyse.