" They both than each gave me another kiss, including the use of their tongues and caressed my cock."Now you better go, before we change our minds and... want that monster of yours in us again," Helen said giving my butt a little pat. I slipped away from the bed and took a look back at the two young women that I had a feeling were going to hold quite a grip over me."You were right," Shawna said as I started to shut the door. "Charlie is way better than he was." I took that to mean only one thing,. "So," he said when we were alone. "We have something in common." Are you a telepath?" I asked, getting right to the point.He shook his head, which surprised me. "Some of what I can do might be construed as telepathic, but I'm an empath." His grin broadened. "You can't imagine how pleased I am to meet you. Only one other person in the world knows about my paranormal ability - my sister - and she's afraid to enter the range of my empathic connections now." Why?" If his sister fears him, perhaps I. Wendy approached her husband on the way through the living room to their bedroom, stopping by his side to bend down and kiss him. When she stood up, he put out a hand, to hold her leg and keep her in place. “Go put on a short skirt, and a blouse, and those high heeled sandals I like,” he ordered, then let her escape.Wendy was stupefied as she moved away from Richard and down the hallway to their bedroom. He had never treated her like this before, like nothing but a sex toy. He was a loving and. That’s kind of what you’re doing with double-entry accounting.’ ‘Shit. Why didn’t they just say that?’ He shrugged. ‘It sure is easier to know what to do when you understand why you’re doing it.’ He nodded. He didn’t talk a lot. ‘Why couldn’t they just say that?’ ‘Understanding things is easier if you can see them in a context you already understand. They don’t have you one on one, so they can’t tell if the metaphor worked for you. I have the advantage of trying out as many metaphors as I need.