As they drank their coffee, sitting on a small sofa, Cindy could feel the closeness of her new friend, she began to take in the scent of Jenny’s per...ume, their legs glancing against each other as they talked. Cindy’s mind was on her husband, and how he would magnify the innocent afternoon she was having, to no doubt the possibility of a full blown orgy with several lesbians, he was never one to under-exaggerate. But Cindy knew, by telling him she was in for a full nigh of making love.As the. The drunken asshole. How could a guy get this drunk with a girl this beautiful? Maybe she drove him to drink! I could imagine her turning him on so, then shutting him off, so he got into a state of frustration and compensated with booze. Oh well, who the fuck cares? I returned to Stephanie’s door. ?Out!? I ordered. She slid out, reluctantly and apprehensively, her skirt trailing behind her on the car seat. She was rather awkward, what with her hands bound behind her. Damn, I was. That was all either of us remembered until we woke up in the hospital. Within six weeks I discovered that I had gained the ability to enter and control other people's minds, and that she had lost the ability to do anything at all - paralyzed from the neck down.I went to her room to apologize to her, to see if she would, if she could, forgive me. She was kind and gracious, and our first conversation lasted for hours. When I stood to leave she told me she accepted my apology and forgave me,. Renae took a deep breath, started the engine, and pulled out of the lot. Renae made it to the laundry mat with no problems, and to her delight it was empty. Of course it was; no-one ever did their laundry at 2 in the morning, at least there. She took her laundry inside, and began sorting her clothes in her favorite spot in the back. Renae started her first loads, and eyed herself in the reflexion of the window thinking about how sexy she looked in her cute lil pj's. After about 20 minutes of.