”“You could always just use that empathic vibe thing.”I shrugged and said, “I found at Crow it’s not that reliable. But I guess I can fall b...ck on it if necessary. Connie, sweetie. Can Brad fuck you a bit? His girlfriend broke up with him this morning.”Connie pulled off of Joey’s cock and said, “But Shepherd, you’re who I want to do that.”“How about after the first orgasm.”I carefully pushed thoughts into her head to alter her fantasy where the football team each took a turn.Her eyes glazed. “Ah so this is your sex movie studio,” she looked around with a gleam in her eye, “it looks quite familiar. I think we might watch one while I enjoy your hot young body. Let’s start with those big girls talking the small one into being lezzed. I love how she cums so hard, so many times, while they completely work her delectable little body over.“It’s such a pity being Head Teacher doesn’t allow that kind of thing in real life. I can cast it from my phone can’t I, what’s your wifi?” I told her. I started to wonder what you were doing, I mean, not that I couldn’t tell by the sounds, but what exactly was happening. Your noises became a part of my night, and on the nights when I couldn’t sleep I would lay awake and listen trying to piece together an image of a stranger. I often consider telling you that I can hear you through the walls but that would be too awkward for me to handle, and honestly I’ve grown a little attached. Tonight is an interesting night. The sounds are louder than. Her feminine touch was evident in the furnishings, having a soft couch along one wall and vanity along another. Her bed seemed antique. It was a very baroque piece, a metal four poster. The headboard and foot board were of intricately wrought brass, and up the four posts climbed brass vines, complete with brass leaves. The walls were vibrantly colored, and the floor was bare wood with soft rugs placed strategically. The whole appearance inspired energetic creativity while at the same time being.