Since it was getting late I suggested that they go home. "If you are going then possibly you can give me a lift." The adults were a little relieved th...mselves and drove me to the hotel. I shook hands with all till I got to Liz where I moved close and gave her a kiss. She was sad at my departure but almost had an orgasm at the kiss. I had not stimulated her mind or body with my power. This was entirely her physical reaction.That night I looked at things from the children's point of view and saw. "Beth Anne…, please you address me as that, I prefer to be more informal. Do come, as let me show to you what you have not seen." Beth Anne said to Chris as he turned and looked at me with a sly grin. I saw him and her eyes having a glistening sparkle, giving me a sense she felt some annoyance I was there with Chris.She then led Chris by pulling him with her hands about his maleness, walking further along as in deeper the arch toward a dark portal. As they walk ahead of me, her hands around his. This was happening while we were in line outside the club, which had been refurbished a few weeks prior so it was quite new. The club is called Clapham Gold. It has two stories, several bars and a great selection of music which pulsated throughout the night. So we headed inside to the pulsating sounds emanating from the speakers .We sat back on one of the large sofas and enjoyed the club and its music. The large screen projected images of soccer as this little trip to the club was during the. Give it a try. >, You have been touched by other stories. Now go out and touch >, others. So, I thought about it. I dismissed the idea, of course, as I hadn’t tried to write fiction since I was a schoolboy. But there remained this thing… Then, I had an idea. I had a tale to tell. I wanted to tell a story, an erotic story, that didn’t feature kids of school or university age, that wasn’t a coming of age story, which actually featured people who were ‘grown up’. It would be a slow story,.