Katherine was still upset, she felt down and joyless and instead of celebrating her eighteenth birthday at the weekend with her boyfriend, she would h...ave to resort to doing something with her friends, which as she thought about, wasn't such a bad trade-off. Rachel and her could go clothes shopping!Sam may have been apologetic but she failed to detect much remorse and a swift slap in the face the following day as he tried to follow her home as she left College showed him that she wanted little. It was getting very risky and I didn’t want to take her into any kind of trouble. So very gently I pulled my finger then my hand and looked at her.Her cute eyes wanted to eat me alive. I placed my forefinger wet with her juices in my mouth and sucked it like a baby. All this happened as she stood there with open jeans then placed the same finger at her lips. “Sharon, my slutty babe,” I whispered.She held my hand with both her arms and took the entire finger inside her mouth. She licked my. It feels that way though, and it makes no practical difference yet. If we'd been late to die, we would've lost the opportunity to merge, regardless of our understanding being wrong.]]As far as we could tell, while we were in a déjà vu our abilities increased the same as if we'd merged. They increased by fixed amounts too, not erratically like the timings of déjà vu occurrences. Our maximum NP force always seemed to increase by exactly a factor of four per mind, our proximity range always. She continued with her jumping, adding little kicks and bends here and there and having a great time. Soon, though, she felt that impatience grow and she wondered again when he would be home. She looked at the camera with a pleading pout, her pig-tails messy from the activity and slightly out of breath said, “Please come home”. The last syllable had just left her mouth when her bedroom door opened further, startling her so much she gasped, “Daddy! Yay, you’re home! I MISSED you.” She jumped off.