That first time I stayed at your house was an emergency that mom had no way of preparing for in advance. She woke me early this morning to explain wha... she could tell me without me learning anything that would put me on anyone’s radar. Mom did say that a big part of why we moved here was to have her keep an eye on you. She explained that her boss said you were important somehow. They meant for me to stay the bratty little kid next door that annoyed you, but we know that isn’t how things worked. As a young boy growing up in a middle class Catholic family on the North side of Chicago all sex was taboo and forbidden, there were 'bad' girls in the area but my parernts knew who they were and I certainly had to keep a distance or risk grounding or worse. Down the street from us lived a woman, Marie, she was nearing 'spinsterhood' at age 36, owning her own meticulously kept home I overheard she had a big management job at a big firm downtown. She took the train, putting few miles on her. Her resistance snapped up far stronger than he'd seen it before, he began to bathe that section with a generous amount of warm energy. At first Ray thought it wasn't going to work but slowly he saw that she was starting to accept him as a close friend. The only problem was that was all he could do, it seemed that Ray had indeed increased the power of his thoughts, but he'd also increased the amount of energy he was using. He had to keep it up 'til she accepted, it nearly cost him getting both. I relaxed more and sighed which he seemed to take as permission to take a firmer grasp on my hardening cock.Soon he was jacking off my hard cock and grinding his own against my ass. I moaned, just enjoying the sensation, as I got closer and closer to orgasm.“Mmm… I’m gonna cummm” I moaned.He started jacking me off faster and faster until I could take it anymore. “Oh fuck!” I moaned and came all over the bed in front of me. “Good boy…” I heard him whisper in my ear as I came.I gave a heavy sigh..