It was going to be difficult for him to conceal the raging boner that was growing its own leg. He liked white women and this pretty blonde teacher was...prime meat.Miriam showed Marcus to Timmy's room and helped get him settled in. Timmy's room was situated directly above the master bed room downstairs. While he wasn't home too often, she was concerned about telling her husband about the black boy taking up residence in their home. Maurice might not take the news too well. He didn't, actually, at. Never try this in real life. You do not have mental powers. — One of the unexpected side effects of being able to control minds is that I am never on time to anything. When you can make anyone you see do anything you want, the world is a very distracting place. Or maybe it’s just me who is easily distracted (not to mention morality-free), and mind control simply allows me to act on the impulses that to others would merely fuel daydreams. I’ll give you some examples, the events below all. If you get an answer that could only have come from me, then you know that you are awake. Every once in a while, I will add new answers to the list and remove the old ones, so there will be no chance of you being fooled by remembering an answer that you had seen before. How does that sound?”“That’s wonderful, Jimmy. I knew that you would have a workable solution to my problem.”“You know, Sis, since you and I like those first-person shooter video games, I wish that I could accompany you on one. That got me excited.Soon he was dropping it into conversation."How's my little girl?" Hey little girl! You look so damn sexy!" You are my gorgeous sexy little girl and I love you so much!"I came to like being called that. It was yet another pet name, a term of endearment that we had made our own. I liked the way it sounded coming from him. I never drew the comparison of a daddy calling a daughter that. My father never did.Sometimes he would test me again."Daddy likes that!" Daddy's excited!".