"She won't take her fucking coat off" said Tony, returning to his colleagues. "Don't worry son" said the boss, "you'll soon be seeing much more of her...". "What's your poison, love?" he shouted over. "Oh, it's OK, I'm alright." she replied. "Nonsense, on the house! Have something while you are waiting. Maybe a warming whiskey?" "Oh, OK then, thank you" she said, with a pretty smile.Tony brought it to her. "Whiskey, madam". "Oh, a double? Thank you". As the heat of the fire joined the heat in her. He turned around, humiliated by his own move.The last thing he got able to see that night, was Her approaching him in slow steps with a smile of triumph."Last call" she whispered so close to him and raised Her beautiful pale white arms wearingthose long black gloves. She was holding over his head Her cloak.He was paralyzed, feeling unable to move a muscle. He heard astonished himself saying with trembling voice:"Please, hang it on me...".Her cloak was all over him, blocking his eyeview,. "He could," Sheila said."But it's not just about Stephanie," Robert said smiling. "He could win, but the ladies beat him. A man takes his lumps."Sheila and Robert shared a warm smile. With only ten percent of Positives being Telepathics, few were in the same Training class. Sheila and Robert entered the Institute the same day; the chaos they caused made most pray we were never so lucky again.Stephanie let out a frustrated gasp as the other competitors released her. She looked around to see what. So the most I can *wishful thinking* for you is to massage every part of her body including her tits and pussy, but stop if you start finger fucking her and she doesn’t want it. I will try to convince her to jack you off at least for your trouble. No promises.I talked to Trude today again to be sure this is what she wants. She said that she does want this, to get screwed maybe one last time. But she is concerned that Carol be completely aware of what is happening as she doesn’t want to do.