His touch felt hot as his calloused fingers brushed over my abdomen. Nothing had felt as good as his careful, almost naïve caress. We were going to m...ke love. Finally. ‘I fully intend too,’ he repeated as if he had tuned into my thoughts. ‘But not tonight.’ I slumped against the carpet while disappointment swept over me. I knew why without having to ask. He couldn’t. I whirled between hating his sense of conviction and honour and loving those things about him. I didn’t want to regret. So with that context it's very easy to understand what this story is about, so lets start with the specifics, this is the story of a multiversal school for mind controlers, on this school they will learn to grow their abbilities and will have the chance to test them openly with their classmates (More specific rules and guidelines will be given during the first chapters) so normally this would cover a whole school year, but given that i want this story to have choices, different paths, and. ”“Very!” said Penny.Peter nodded adding, “Helped by a brave, calm Penny who fed them coffee, told them the facts and didn’t get all emotional although there were moments when I saw the strain on your face, Penny dear. I’ll bet those two did too but they never showed it and were gentle and encouraging throughout.”Penny looked down shyly but other than that did not add anything.The following afternoon, fortunately while Peter and Penny were in, Nell rang. Peter answered the phone.“Peter, it’s. "Which? The tranq gun or the nine millimeter?" The real one."Monica unholstered the gun on her left thigh, and handed to the head Lady.Kay walked through the doorway.In the room was Brad, sitting in a solid plain aluminum chair; his hands cuffed behind him. He was a slim black man in his thirties, with short curly hair. A set of green scrubs lay folded at his feet. His eyes bugged out when he saw the gun in Kay's hand."I suppose you're the head goddess," he said with remarkable calm."I am Kay.".