“If I wanted to. Yeah.”“So, how does it work? Is it like a Professor X thing, or more like Derren Brown.?”Clearly, she wasn’t going to let t...his go without getting some concrete answers out of me. I guess it was only natural that she’d be curious. I know I would be if she had been the one to come home with what were essentially superpowers.“It kinda works however I need it to. When I want to know things about a person, rather than sift through their mind, my power makes a sort of ‘information. Have a good rest of your evening," she says."Thanks," I say.She walks away around the corner quickly, leaving me and my dick to contemplate what happened. My breath is still heaving. The whole thing took fifteen minutes, and cost a couple hundred, but it was worth it.Not ready to go home, I decide to wind down with some tea at a cafe a couple of blocks away. I watch the customers, wondering if anyone might have seen or heard us. An attractive middle-aged woman sitting with another catches my. Aap apka cv bhi de dena.Lady : ok thik haiMe : kaha milogi ?????Lady : kal free hoke msg karna then bataungi.Next day I finished my work and messaged her around 3 pmShe replied me back in 10 minsLady : toh ab kya plan haiMe : kuch nahi going to hotel aap free toh mil sakte haiLady : 5 baje tak main free ho jaungi aap hotel jao main msg karungi free hokeMe : okI reached hotel and was eagerly waiting for her msgAt around 5.15 I got a msg from herLady – ab main free ho, ab mil sakte hai.Me – ok,. The right clothes, the right friends, and the right home can be very important to a status-conscious fifteen-year-old.Today was Thursday, the night that Denise wouldn't be home from her activities until about nine. By four that afternoon, I had pumped my load down the petite teen's throat, untied her wrists from behind her back, and sent her on her way with a couple of slaps across her white-cotton-panty covered ass. Kimmie had then run off to dress for a quick date with her convict-in-waiting.