I shiver, and we smile. You pull my T shirt out of my Levi’s and pull it over my head. Enjoying the feeling of our hands on our backs, we press clos...e again, your breasts flattening against my chest. We kiss, not hesitating, our tongues greeting each other like two old friends. Your pelvis presses mine again, but with a difference… it encounters my stiffening cock. You chuckle huskily, and wiggle your hips. I smile and tickle your short ribs. We fall to the bed, giggling. We roll together and,. I thought you knew." Oh for fuck's sake!" Exclaimed an instantly agitated and visibly frustrated Alek. "That's just great!" he stood and began pacing around the room while he ranted. "Here I think I've discovered someone who could really help us out – the son of one of the most powerful psychics in the world and he's a fucking TK! Not that you can't help us out, kid – but TK's are aren't what we need. We need more psychics who can stand up to guys like Phil." Uhm, Alek?" said my mother softly.. Charlotte handed Hal an old pair of Debbie'sshoes and he put them on. They had a low heel and were snug, but hemanaged to get them on. "How are the shoes?" Charlotte asked."OK," Hal said, "a little wobbly." You'll get used to it," Charlotte said, and then led Hal downstairs.***Every step walking down the stairs Hal felt more and more pained at thethought of Debbie seeing him in her dress. There would be a time afterCharlotte was gone and he'd never be able to live it down that he wasreduced to. And when she bent down to sweep under the bed, I obviously ogled at her cleavage, which sadly wasn’t much since she was just a B-cup. She was moving out of the room when I noticed her smiling again. “Why are you smiling Pinkyji?” I asked, curious. She giggled and ran out to sweep the hall. Shrugging it off, I got up and went over to the washbasin, still buck naked. I washed my face and started brushing. I continued brushing as I spread the newspaper (Pinky brings it in daily) on the dining.