And curiously, you do not possess any measurable FX level.”“Odd. The authorities have classified me as an alpha-level mutant.”“Like I said, yo...r people have no bloody clue what they’re dealing with. You are not a normal psycho-active member of a Precursor species. You are something different. Which is good news for the both of us. I can spare us the hassle of a deep mental scan.” He typed some quick commands into a terminal next to the scanning station and pulled a data chip from it. “Here.. Either of those can ruin your life." Okay, then were you in the popular clique?" No, I guess you could have considered me to be more of a nerd. People didn't make fun of me for it or anything, but I didn't fit in any of the other cliques or maybe I just didn't want to."I told her about how I had started dating Missy in high school and how we had both been shy, nerdish people. I didn't tell her about the sexual side of mine and Missy's relationship, but I told her about everything else. She told. “You go now, and I will see you in the morning.”“A kiss good-bye?” I asked. She launched herself off the bed and into my arms. We kissed, our tongues dueled, my hands began to explore. She put a hand on my chest and pushed me back. “In the morning,” she said firmly.As I drove from Carol’s to where mother worked, I was so friggen hard. There was nothing I could think of except jacking off. I stopped at the office where mother worked. She did not come out, but I was not about to go in with. I quickly cleaned up the tape equipment, books and paper from the night before and caught a quick shower and shave. I thought about wearing just my bathrobe so I could get naked instantly but then I though not. I wanted to make this difficult for my next slave. I wanted her to work for her prize. Wow, I wonder if my programming worked? I threw on a pair of jeans and a plain white tee shirt and settled in to read the morning paper James always had waiting outside my door. God, I hope this works….