Your legs, lean and smooth, slip into your white gym shoes. You glance at yourself in the mirror. You like what you see. You look like an athlete, a h...t athlete. Your body feels good, fit, healthy, pumped and alive, really alive. As you consider which weight you want to try you hear a noise and I enter the gym. We don’t make eye contact, two strangers in a gym late at night. I move to the weights and pick up two large dumbbells off the rack. You pick up your dumbbells and start to do some light. So, as you are the new man among us, I wanted to tell you that this Sunday afternoon everyone will be round at my place and we are all hoping that you will come as the guys in the other group want to meet you and everyone is just dying – how shall I put it tactfully Kyle? – to get to know you better.” Erik concluded his invitation with a laugh.That evening, Kyle told Steve about the Sunday get-together at Erik’s place and Steve, not without a hidden twinge of jealousy, told Kyle that he should. She tenderly brushed her lips against mine, her dark brown hair hung down around my face. Then, very carefully she took my throbbing dick and positioned it below her slit, which had become quite moist, and slowly sat down until I entered her fully; the tip of my cock just touching her cervix. We lay locked into each other, gasping together. I ran my hands through her hair and began gently rocking her up and down, my cock in and out. She breathed hot breathe down my throat, she bit my tongue. ”“Yeah, go ahead.”“Go for it.”“Course you can.”“Yeah that’s cool.” All five gave their blessing.“Thanks.” Gray said simply. So, he could talk to people and they would respond, but they wouldn’t seem upset like they most definitely should be. Whatever effect his Semblance had, it worked just as well with words too.The group went back to chatting after realizing that Gray had nothing more to say.Gray stood there and thought again about the scary test he had for the woman whose hand he touched..