Our tongues darted against each other. He broke the kiss and stared at me. ‘Sam?’ I said. He said nothing, but guided me to the bed. He put me dow... on my back and started kissing me again, but this time his hand made its way from my hip to my breast, pinching my nipple just the right amount to make me moan. He then stopped to remove his shirt and trousers. He was left wearing only his boxer shorts. I could see he hard cock sticking through the thin material. I went to reach for it but he. One day while leaving her home her mother offered me to come in her car and said that she was also going to market and in midway she will drop me I agreed to sit in her honda city car we started chatting normally and at times I tried to make her smile also she felt very comfortable with me and finally stopped her car near a garden where we sat and aarrti started sharing her views about marriages,friends ,family, children what she said was with her involvement in only these things c was carried. The saleslady concurred and said something more softly to her that I didn't hear, and they shared a laugh. After a few more minutes she said she would have to think about it and that we might be back, and the ritual of taking them off and replacing them with her sexy shoes. (note, on a later meeting with her I did end up coming all over them and some stockings that were never worn again).Once back in the mall I asked her what the saleslady had said to her, and she smiled and said, "She said it. In fact, I didn't even have to leave my room. I had discovered that I didn't actually have to be in the physical presence of the person I was trying to influence, so long as I knew they were there. I was systematically testing the range of my talent. I knew I could influence anyone in the house. Also, I had discovered that when I had the feeling of "reaching out" with my will, I could somehow sense the presence of other people. So far, this sense was very crude, little more than a feeling that.