Message-ID: <5857eli$9711252240@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: rass_senip@usa.net (Rass Senip) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: Tim, the Teenage MC - Chapter 11 - e/e Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <3480845c.997075@newsreader.wustl.edu> Attention Archivers and Readers: This posting of Chapter 11 (XI) has not been proofread beyond running spell check and my own meager attempts at proofing it. My friend, who's uncanny skill at proofing dramatically improved the quality of previous posts, has not had the time to proof this due to an increased work load at his job. Therefore, please wait until the proofed version is ready before archiving it, or at least make sure to update your copy when the proofed version is available. Thanks, Rass Senip +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ >This posting contains: Chapter XI(e): 10th Grade, Spring 1987 Part 11 - Ghosts of Lovers Past (mf oral) Part 12 - The Power of Dreams (mfm) Part 13 - Where the Path Leads (mc mf) Part 14 - Prisoners (mm) ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Tim, the Teenage MC Chapter XI, Part 11 Ghosts of Lovers Past (mf, oral) I guess the biggest thing I regretted about my little drinking episode was missing the meeting with Teri. So when Teri showed up at my doorstep a week later, I more than happily let her in for a.... chat. "So, you here on business or pleasure?" I asked her with a suggestive grin as we sat down on the living room's couch "Both, actually," she said letting her eyes roam the room. "Oh?" I said, realizing she wasn't really here for a fuck. "Yeah. If you can turn yourself invisible, can you do the same to me?" "Uhm, well..." I hesitated, not really sure where this was leading. She finally looked at me, then gave me this very seductive yet business like look while her hand petted my crotch. "If you help me with a little problem I have, I'll make it worth your trouble," she said, finding my dick responding very nicely to her hand's movements. "Uhhh... I think we can come to some kind of arrangement.. But there's more to it than you think," I said, leaning back and relaxing. "Like?" she said, lifting my legs up onto the couch, making sure my cock wasn't left unstimulated for more than a second. "Well like I would have to be with you," I said, enjoying the handling she was giving me. "Oh? You're not just trying to make me have to take you along, are you?" she said, unzipping my jeans, finding to her surprise I hadn't worn anything underneath. "No, nothing like that," I said, spreading my legs a bit more so my dick came free of the flap. My one eye monster started rising up from its lair, and before her nerve could get a chance to give out, I said, "You see, I wasn't really invisible. I just made you think you couldn't see me." "Huh?" she said, taking her eyes off my half risen member to look at my face. "You mean you just tricked us?" "No, not tricked. Just made your mind ignore where I was sorta. I just made you not see me, that's all." "So what's the difference," she said, looking back down at my dick before taking a grip of it like a joystick. "The difference is, I could make people unable to see you, but I would have to do it to each person, and things like security cameras would see us as plain as day." "It's not like I want to go rob a bank or anything," she said, experimenting with different holds and trying some jerking motions out. "I'm glad to hear that. So are you going to tell me? Or are you planning to wait until I beg you to blow me and have me agree to what ever you want." "Your penis is a lot different than the one I've played with before," she said, changing the topic and moving her head closer to it. "It's not really any different than the standard issue. What was his like?" "Smaller. It was a while back. He hadn't even started growing hair under his arms yet," she said with a distant smile. "I take it you two did more than just feel each other's privates," I said. "Terry was afraid to do anything more than touch. I hadn't even kissed another human being until Nancy let me join the group and showed me how. You're the first guy I've even seen naked since seventh grade, let alone the first I ever actually tasted." Her hand had worked my dick up to its hardest form, and I wasn't in the speaking mood as she edged her face closer and closer to it. I got a vibe from her that told me she was working herself up to do it, but she didn't really want to, or at least not to me anyway. So before she could commit herself, I said her name and locked my eyes on hers to form an empathic connection. I felt her deep desire for something or someone pushing her to do what she had to do to get my help. I refrained from using my telepathic abilities to find out the details, having decided to try and cool it with them until I got out of hot water with my mom. But I did command my hardon to go down, and I felt her relief mix with her despair. "Did I do something wrong?" she said confused. "No, I did. I almost took advantage of.. Hey! I'll help you. You don't have to do that," I said when her tongue licked my flaccid member long ways. "Shit," I said, feeling how nice her mouth and tongue felt. For a first timer, Teri wasn't all bad. She got my dick back up to full hardness very quickly, and was making some really nice sucking and licking sounds. Without really thinking about it, I peeked in her head to see what she was getting from it. I found that while she hadn't actually done it before, she had often thought about doing it, eventually finding it her strongest turn on. But she still had strong feelings for the boy with the similar name as hers, and had only been nervous about trying it on someone who wasn't him. But now she was living an old fantasy, one which she would relive many times after trying it with me. She licked it up and down for several minutes, painting it her spit and breath. Then she explored my scrotum and eventually gently sucked each testicle into her mouth to bathe them with her saliva. Teri's tongue returned to licking my cock up and down, then lapped up the precum that oozed out my piss slit like it was sweet nectar from a honey suckle bloom. Once that was gone, she began teasing the crown with her tongue, then suddenly took it inside her mouth and started sucking with vigor. Her inexperience started to show there, finding her sucking without much rhythm and having no other motion besides the strong suction she was supplying. I realized she believed she could just suck it out of me like that, so I gently started to pull her head up then down, and she quickly got the idea. After a minute of unsteady bobbing up and down, she pulled herself out from underneath my legs and got between them on her knees. We quickly decided to move to the floor, finding the couch getting very confining, and while we were at it, Teri pulled my pants the rest of the way off and grasped each of my ass cheeks as she began her bobbing again. Every time she sensed I was getting close, she stopped and started to simply lick my cock again. I began noticing how one of her hands would let go of my ass to disappear beneath her, and finally I used my foot to check her crotch, finding her hand beneath the material. As she rested from her latest round of humping my dick with her mouth, she permitted me to rub her groin with my foot, and eventually started to lose herself in it by meeting my rubs with some extra pressure. Teri was somewhat reluctant however when I moved into a sixty-nine position. But once my fingers were carefully working on stimulating her clit through her clothes, she became very pliable, and forgot about my dick for several minutes. But as I coaxed her still covered groin down to my face, she suddenly remembered it and started to lick it once more. She gasped when I started to dig into her crotch with my nose, then found the fresh supply of precum I had been drooling out. I echoed her gasp from below as her tongue worked on my sensitive cockhead, then began the slow process of pulling her jean-shorts down without letting on I was doing so, and finally managed to undo the snap and fly while she concentrated on bobbing her head. The moment I began sucking on her wet silk panties, she accidentally swallowed my dick from her gulp. I wasn't sure who had the greatest reason to wiggling in their pleasure, but we both did it, and after pausing a moment to catch out breath, we tried it again. I couldn't believe how quickly she had learned how to deep throat, but even though this thought occupied some portion of my thoughts, most of my attention was devoted to sucking her slowly humping crotch. And when she started to strain her pussy against my mouth, I knew she was getting close to cumming. The next chance I had, I slipped my tongue beneath the cloth of her panties and began licking the edges of her slit. She paused and shuddered a moment, then took my prick deep into her throat while applying an incredible amount of suction. The surge of pleasure from my crotch drove my tongue straight into her cunt, just before my spunk started to flow. I fucked her pussy as best as I could while she pulled my dick head from her throat and started to sucking my cum into her mouth as fast as she could. After my dick stopped its spasming, she let it drop from her mouth and started to gasp and grind her crotch into my face. I had to hold her ass to prevent her growing thrusts from hurting me, and had to recoil my tongue after I almost bit it off. My invisible tongue took its place, and as it probed even deeper than my real one could, Teri's orgasm washed through her. She collapsed on top of me when she was finished, then after getting her breath back, she started cleaning up her face and my dick. During her thorough cleaning of my crotch, my dick not surprisingly recovered and was ready for another go. But it wasn't meant to be. Just as I started to lap her fresh supply of pussy juice, my mother poked her head in the room and said, "Are you two going to eat dinner here when you finish? Or am I eating alone tonight?" The squawk I made was almost as high pitched as the shriek Teri made. Even though my mom and I have seen the other have sex before, I still got embarrassed and a little upset about her seeing me, especially when it was with someone new. So as Teri desperately pulled her panties and shorts back up, all I could do was turn red and say "Uhm...Uhmm.... I..I..." "I'll take that as a no," she said. Teri's obvious astonished and envious stare at my mother's nude body brought a sweet smile to my moms face, and then she added, "But you are very welcome to stay for dinner if you like." "I.. I'd like to, but... I have to go now," Teri said, getting up, never taking her eyes off my mom. My mom slipped back around the corner without another word, and I struggled to my feet long enough to pull Teri down to the couch. "I really should go," Teri said nervously. "I'm sorry if my mom spooked ya. She didn't mean any harm. She's used to going around the house nude... and, well, it's her home too and..." "You don't have to explain," she said. "But I really do have to go. I'll be in deep trouble if I'm late for dinner again this week." She was looking at my soft cock, yet trying to appear like she wasn't, then looked up at my face when I took her hand in mine. "Tell me what you came here for," I said looking her straight in the eyes. Her gaze fell back to my dick, then she sighed and said, "I'm not sure anymore. Ever since I moved away from Terry, I've been waiting for him... I just wanted to see him again without him knowing I was there and..." "Huh? Back up a little. Why don't you want him to see you?" She looked at me with a slight look of fear, then sighed and said, "You have to swear never to tell another soul. I'm not supposed to ever tell anyone..." "I swear," I said, a little surprised at how serious she meant her words. "I'm good at keeping secrets." (Er, well, I guess I'm telling all now, aren't I? But it doesn't matter any longer. I've taken care of that.) "I was born with the name Karen Garrison, and didn't start going by Teri until about three years ago. My dad saw something that someone didn't want him to see, and after they blew his car up, he went to the feds... Anyway, we were given new names and identities, and we moved here. They didn't even let me say good bye to.." she said, tearing up. I waited for her to continue while rubbing her back to comfort her. She took a deep breath and said, "I don't know what he thinks happened to me. I'm so scared he hates me or something that I wanted to find out before I let him see me." "I don't understand something," I said when she didn't continue any further. "Why are you all of a sudden anxious to find out after waiting three years?" "Because a couple of months ago, he moved here. He only lives three blocks away from me, and knowing he's so close without being to even let him see me is killing me. I was lucky to notice him walking his dog from my window, otherwise we might have met on the corner or something. I'm a nervous wreck from trying to avoid him at school. I've colored my hair and changed my hair cut, but I know he'll recognize me if he gets a good look at my face." "So you wanted me to make you invisible... to do what? Sneak into his house at night and whisper things in his ear while he sleeps?" "I don't know.. But when you vanished in front of my eyes... You're right, though. What am I going to do? If I don't tell him and he finds out on his own, he'll never forgive me." I looked up at the clock, then did a quick scan of Teri's mind to see if she was telling me everything I needed to know. I only found her holding back her dying hope of sucking him off while he couldn't see her, and understood why she wouldn't tell me that part. "Do you think he's home?" I said, thinking about what I wanted to do. "What, now?" she said, a little unsure. "Yes, now." "Probably. He spends most of his time after school up in his room doing homework." "Heh. Sounds like you've been doing a little spying on him... You said he lives close to your house, right? Let's drop by your place and have some grub, then head over to his joint and play ghost." "Oh," she said with mixed feelings. "I mean, I don't want to sound ungrateful or anything, but I'm not sure if my mom will like me bringing someone home for dinner without advance notice.." "Don't worry about it. She'll be absolutely thrilled." I followed her home in my car and parked behind her in the driveway, getting a nice view of her ass while she gathered her books from the floor of the back seat. "Shit," she said, under her breath after shutting her car door and checking her watch. "We're fifteen minutes late." "No were not. We're right on time," I grinned. "No, you don't understand," she said, nervously glancing at the movement in a window. I followed her eyes and found her mother peering out through a small break of the curtains just before the gap was pulled shut. "You can set your watch by my mom. Dinner is ready at five thirty on the dot, no exceptions, no excuses. The only thing she gets more upset about being late for dinner is having uninvited guests over." I felt her mother's eyes on us again, but couldn't determine where she was peeking out at. But as we stepped up onto the front porch, I found her mind as she was just about to open the front door. But instead of the raging mad mother Teri had expected, we were greeted with a warm smile. "You're just in time," her mother said, holding the door open for us. "Dinner is running a little late, but should be ready in about five minutes." Teri's mouth dropped open, then managed to find her voice to say, "I'm sorry for being late again, mom. It took longer than I thought to finish our homework. Tim's mom had to work late, and I sort of invited him to eat with us... But if there isn't enough..." "Oh, don't be silly!" she fussed. "I'm absolutely thrilled you finally got the nerve up to ask someone home for dinner. You know, she hasn't even gone out on a date since Jr. High.." she said matter of fact like to me. "Really?" I said, giving the astonished Teri a wink while her mother took my arm in hers and led us towards the dining room. Once we were settled in at the table and the food was starting to be passed around, Teri leaned over and whispered, "What did you do to her?" "Me? What makes you think I did anything?" I said, not hiding my grin. "Come on. The last time I saw her this happy about sitting down to dinner with someone else at the table was.... Before the you know what." "Yes, ma'am. I'll try anything that looks that good," I said answering her mother instead of her. I waited as a generous portion of a casserole was dipped out onto my plate, finding it had all sorts of strange looking vegetables in it, then cursed myself for having overdone the flattery bit when I discovered it didn't really look all that great. Teri and her younger brother were both grinning at me as I took a bite, and after finding the taste not as bad as I had expected, I figured what the hell and sent a few commands to my own taste processing center, making it taste like a pizza with everything on it. I ignored the looks I got from Teri, her brother, and her father as I chowwed down on what was probably the healthiest pizza I would ever eat, and then watched them eat while I sat back with a full tummy and an empty plate. Even Teri's mom was a bit astonished by my response to the casserole. Apparently she had never seen anyone enjoy her favorite dish except for her sister and father, and even they had never shoveled it down like I had. "Ahhh, that was 'scuse me, that was good. Man, I'm so full I probably could curl up on the couch and fall asleep in a second," I said sleepily. "You can have mine, if you want it," Teri's brother, Kevin, muttered, spinning his already loaded fork around in the middle of his still full plate. "You eat your own, and maybe you'll grow up strong and healthy like Tim here is," his mother scolded before taking my plate into the kitchen. "If I had to eat stuff like that, I'd rather be a weakling," he said even softer. "You didn't really like it, did you?" he asked me. "What, don't you like pizza?" I said with a grin. "Pizza?" Kevin and Teri said, looking at their plates of gooey casserole. "This doesn't taste anything like pizza," Kevin said after taking a small bite. "It's just how you look at it," I said, pulling a red slice of some kind of fleshy vegetable from Teri's plate beside me. "First you have to look for the things that look similar to what you find on a pizza. This," I said, holding the red slice over my mouth, "is pepperoni," then promptly took a bite out of it. "The noodles are like the bread, and there actually is cheese in it," I pointed out. "You have to use your imagination a little, but once you start seeing how it resembles pizza, then you start telling yourself it is pizza while you're eating it. If you keep trying to taste the pizza in it, you'll start getting little flashes of it tasting like pizza. The harder you try, the more it will taste like pizza, and pretty soon it doesn't taste like anything else." Both Kevin and Teri were concentrating while chewing it, but it was their father who suddenly gasped and said, "I can't believe it. For a moment, it did taste like pizza." Their mom came back in from the kitchen and sat down to finish her own plate. She was just about to take a bite when she noticed the look of concentration on the other's faces. "I think I'm starting to taste it too," Teri announced before taking a bigger mouthful. "Owhh!" Kevin whined. "How come I haven't tasted it yet?" "Taste what?" his mother asked. "Pizza. Tim said he made it taste like pizza, and that's why he could eat it." "That's not exactly.." I protested. "It's working!" Teri exclaimed. "It's really starting to taste like pizza!" "OWHHH!" Kevin whined even louder before looking down at his plate to give it a really hard powerful stare. Then suddenly Kevin blinked and looked at his fork. "I know why! You don't eat pizza with a fork," he said setting it down. "You eat it with your hands!" Before anyone could stop him, he scooped some up off his plate with his right hand and took a bite. His look of surprise was quickly replaced with a wild grin, then plopped the remaining handful back on the plate and started taking mouthfuls right off the plate. "Kevin! Stop that! You're making a mess!" his mother yelled. But then his father tried it, followed by Teri, she sighed and watched them pig out. "I can't believe mom was the last one to finish eating!" Teri exclaimed after we pulled out of her driveway. "OH! You never did say what you did to her." "Oh yeah. Sorry. Your mom was pretty shook up from the car bomb and stuff. I just helped her forget some of the fear she had of someone finding you guys, and she did the rest. Which house is it?" I said, as we entered the street. "Uhm, its the third on the left. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea." "Don't start getting nervous on me. You came to me, remember? I'm here and ready to go, and if that's his room, I have the feeling he's up there." "Why do you say that," she said, not seeing anything through the window. "Like I said. I have a feeling," I said, spotting who was obviously his dad coming around from the back and heading into their garage. "Come on. We've got ourselves a way in without having to ring the door bell." I almost forgot to send the invisible commands before we entered the rather crowded garage. The man was trying to find something in one of several boxes left over from the move, and was muttering under his breath about how nothing was ever easy. I planted the idea that it might be inside, then followed him into the basement which was where the garage was attached. All three of us were climbing the stairs to the main floor when he suddenly realized it couldn't be up there and we had to make a fast retreat back down. Once he had went back outside, Teri and I proceeded to the main floor, finding his mother cooking chicken on the stove. Then after we got around two little girls playing dolls at the base of the second floor stairs, we finally arrived at the door where I felt Terry was. I was still attempting to figure out how to prepare her for what was behind the door when we both jumped from his mother yelling up the stairs that dinner was ready. We heard loud whispers and scrambling inside the room, and I saw Teri's eyes go wide when she heard two different sets of zippers go up inside. Before she could react any further, the door opened and I got my first look at Terry and his buddy. "Yeah, Christen was definitely coming on to me yesterday. Man I wish Rachel was out of town next week instead of this week. I'm sure if I tried hard enough, Christen would come around by next week enough that she would have done it. Man, if you hadn't come along, I think I would have gone nuts without some kind of.. you know." "Shit. Nothing to it. I'm just paying you back for last month," his friend said as they went down the stairs. "Oh my God," she said, clearly in shock. "He's... He's...." "Fooling around, yeah. Looks like he got over his fear about doing anything more than touch." I said stepping in to his room. The walls were plastered by scantily clothed girls on top of cars, the bed was unmade and the covers on the floor. The edge of the Penthouse they had been enjoying was just sticking out a bit from underneath the bed, and I managed to nudge it out of sight before Teri came over and sat down on the bed with disappointment. "And I thought he would wait for me too. I've been so stupid." "Oh, I don't know," I said when something caught my eye. "I think he still feels something for you. And I wouldn't take what he said too seriously. Guys like to talk like they have girls lined up waiting for them. Rachel isn't out of town. She broke up with him when he tried to feel her up." I was standing in front of some shelves above his desk with my back turned to her, but could feel the confusion that must have been showing on her face. "What do you mean, he still feels something for me?" she finally asked getting up and walking over to me. I just nodded at a picture frame that contained what had to be a picture cut out of a yearbook. The long and straight haired little girl indeed looked a lot different than the older short and curly haired young woman beside me, but the nose, the eyes, and the cheeks were the one and the same. "I... He..." she choked out as she picked up the framed picture and studied it carefully. After she let a few tears run down her cheek, she sniffed and set the picture back where it had come from. Her mouth kept breaking out into a wide grin after the last one faded away as she recalled some of the moments they had shared. "Well, I guess this means you won't be needing my help any more," I said. "What? Yes I do! Please?" "Okay, but you found out what you wanted to know. I'm not really willing to do much more." "Just stay with me until I figure out what to do. If in an hour I still don't know how to break it to him, then we can leave. But please, just give me a little time to let me see what he's like." I sighed, then sat down on the bed and said, "Okay. You didn't happen to notice where the bathroom is, did you?" "Down the hall by the stairs," she said, looking at some other photos sitting on the shelf beside hers. While I was peeing and checking out the Penthouse I had snagged, I heard someone come back up the stairs and go down the hall. I confirmed it was Terry who had already finished eating and was going to him room to finish checking out the Penthouse I had in my hands. "Shit," I said as I stood and pulled my pants up, quickly flushing and opening the door. I got out into the hall in time to see his door shut and hear the click of the lock, then hustled over to the door while digging out the little screwdriver on my key chain to unlock the door. "Where the hell did it go?" Terry muttered from under the bed. Teri wasn't anywhere to be seen, and after planting the Penthouse right beside him under the sheets, I scanned the room and found her hiding in the closet. I walked over and whispered, "What are you doing in there? Checking for moths?" "I didn't want to risk him seeing me," she said coming out on the open side of the closet door. "Oh," I replied, realizing she still didn't understand how the invisible stuff worked. Terry got up and sat down on the bed in a huff, not having found the magazine even though its left corner had been uncovered. "Nothing is easy, Karen. How many time have I told you that," he said staring at the framed picture. "You know that one chick I was telling you about? The one who reminds me of you? I was going to try and talk to her today after school, but she didn't hang around like usually does. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow." Karen/Teri and I stood there watching him staring at the picture for a few minutes, then he suddenly broke out of his daze and got up to go to his desk. But his foot landed on the covered Penthouse on the first step he took, and a moment later he was on his back with a thump. The groan he made announced he had hurt himself kind of bad, and both Teri and I dived over to him to see what was wrong. "Fuck.." he moaned as he closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. "Shit, Karen. I must have really hurt my head. For a moment I thought you were here in the room with me." "I am, Terry, I'm right here," Karen said, taking his other hand. Terry froze, then opened his eyes and looked at her. "Hi," Karen said with a giant smile and tears rolling down her face. Terry gasped and started to back away as his face went white with shock and fright. "Terry! Its okay!" Karen cried out, getting upset from his response. "Are... Are you real?" he finally said after his head stopped throbbing from his sudden movements. I was busily trying to figure out what happened, why he could see and hear her, when he gasped and cried out, "No! Karen, don't leave me again!" "I'm right here!" she cried, taking his hand back into hers and kissing it. His eyes were looking around wildly as he grasped on to her invisible hand like it was life itself. "Tim.. let him see me!" Karen cried to me. I felt myself starting to turn red for not having thought of that myself as I canceled the commands that made his mind ignore our images. The moment his eyes locked on hers, they only stared at each other for a few moments before they both moved into a desperate hug. I sat on the bed for nearly five minutes watching them blubber in each others arms. After wiping my nose for the sixth time, I decided it was time for me to go. As I closed the bedroom door behind me, I heard the telltale sound of a zipper being undone. I almost turned around to go watch, but then decided I had enough of being a ghost and made my way out to my car. Before I started the engine, I checked on their progress. Not only were they both naked, but they had already taken each other's virginity, afraid that if they didn't do it while they had the chance, they may might just wake up and find it had just been a dream. I find it strange that a few days later ghosts and dreams would dominate my thoughts, but in a totally different way, mostly because it was undeniably real. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Tim, the Teenage MC Chapter XI, Part 12 The Power of Dreams (mfm) "May I speak with Tim Brandton please?" the female voice said on the phone. "Speaking," I said, finding the voice strangely familiar. "Tim, this is Dr. Cain. Do you remember me?" "Dr. Cain?" I said surprised. "Sure, I remember you... Er, is this about that thing we talked about last time?" ".... Yes, I suppose it is. Is that a problem?" she said in a confused voice. I was reaching out with my mind with all my might, but I for some reason I couldn't get a lock on her. "I'm sorry for not showing up for that appointment. Are you free in say fifteen minutes?" There was a pause, then she replied, "Yes, I have an opening. But I have a client scheduled right afterwards. I'm afraid I still have to charge you for the missed appointment," she lied. "Uh, okay, I guess. I'll be there in flash.. bye." My heart was racing. Not because of Dr. Cain's phone call, but I had just got Midge home when she called, and now I was about to fly her for the first time... to pay a Doctor a house call. Nobody was home to share my moment as I brought Midge's engine up to take off speed. She may have been older than Beany, but after the mechanic found the tiny cracks in the engine block, Midge had a brand new heart. The difference was amazing. Before getting the new block, I had feared she would shake herself apart if I ever could get her off the ground. But as her pads broke contact with Mother Earth, she rose into the air like an angel, her blades purring above me and her engine singing in my ears. I wanted to yell and scream with joy so bad that.. Oh wait. Heh. I guess I did. The weather was perfect, making my trip even that much more enjoyable. I was swerving back and forth, giving quite a few trees a trim on the top. Holly's experience allowed me to do it without risking damage, but I nearly lost control when I spotted a power line just past a tree I was about to buzz. I cooled the fancy stuff after that, and concentrated on where I was going. The flight came to an end too soon for my taste. But the moment I saw Dr. Cain standing outside waiting, I knew something serious was wrong. Even still, I thoroughly enjoyed the expression on her face when she realized I was waving at her. I sat Midge down in two parking spaces, not wanting to risk anyone dinging her paint. Okay, so I also didn't want to chop off anyone's radio antennas either. With Midge's key in my pocket and the cockpit covered with a weather tight hood, I nearly ran right into Dr. Cain when I turned to go meet her. "You certainly are full of surprises," she said. I felt the familiar tingles of an experienced probe, but her experience hadn't ever encountered one of my mother's shields. "Sorry," she said when she realized what she was doing. "I wasn't thinking.." "That's okay. I know how easy it is to get used to doing it," I said, canceling the probe I had been unconsciously preparing. "So what's wrong? You look like you haven't slept in a week." "That's because I haven't.. Why were you so.. concerned about speaking on the phone?" "Paranoid, you mean. Long story. I'll tell it to you later if you really want to know. Actually, you might be in a little danger yourself if they suspect.. Well, don't worry about it right now. What did you want to talk to me about?" "Lets go to my office first," she said. Before I had a chance to agree, she was hurrying across the parking lot. I couldn't help but notice that she had a nice ass. "You redecorated," I said when we entered her outer office. "I take it you didn't have any more appointments?" I said, noticing the absence of the secretaries. Even the other doctors apparently were out. "I sent everyone home. I've been a nervous wreck for the past several days..." she sighed as she unlocked her office door. I followed her in, and almost did a double take when she started pulling her blouse off over her head. "Er, what's going on?" when she revealed what apparently was her sleeping attire. She sat down on the couch and pulled her slacks off while saying, "I've been having this.. dream. Every night for the past two weeks he's been trying to tell me something, but I couldn't understand it until this afternoon." "Huh?" "He just kept mouthing his words over and over... I finally started to understand what he was saying. But I get so... scared when I can't move or talk, and he keeps.." "WHO?" "I don't know!" she said, laying down on the couch. "Who ever he is, he wants to talk to you. Aren't you going to lay down?" "Huh? Why? And what do you mean he wants to talk to me? Hey! Don't fall asleep on me... Shit." I laid down on the floor next to her, and formed a connection to monitor her thoughts. For an instant I thought she had double crossed me, feeling a surge of another presence in my head. But she was asleep. Deeply asleep, and after I had laid there for nearly two hours, gave up and wrote her a note. When I got out to the parking lot, I immediately notice the three guys about my age checking Midge out. I started to feel a little protective when one of them tried to make her blades turn, but resisted sending the sensation that the blade was so sharp that it cut his hand. One of them spotted me walking up, but then he didn't consider me a likely candidate as the owner and operator of my fine craft. "Hi. What's up." I said. "Cool copter, huh." "Yeah. I've never seen one so small. We were just wondering if it actually flies or if it's some kind of model." "It couldn't fly!" the one who had tried spinning her blades. "I mean it doesn't even have a dome or nothing. Who would want all that wind right on top of you." "Actually, there really isn't much wind there because the cockpit is right in front of the axle. And Midge does fly. Flies better than a humming bird." "What. You saying this is yours?" "Yep." "Bull Shit. I bet you have to be at least 21 to fly something like that." "Excuse me.." I said, unlocking the hood. "I gotta get home and start dinner for my mom.." They stood there watching me check everything, and didn't even move when I had started the engine. "I'd STAND BACK, If I Was YOU!" I said, starting to rev the blades up a little more. Two of them moved back, but the third ignored my warning, figuring Midge was too small to put out much wind. But Midge showed them she wasn't a wimp, making him eat her dust as we took off. --------------------------------- "Sleeping..... Not now Joey...." I thought when I felt a mental contact brush my mind. Whispers... then almost like someone clearing their voice, but without making a sound. I was starting to get a little irritated when all of a sudden the room lit up. "What the.." I tried to say, but my mouth wasn't working. In fact, I couldn't move at all. I was laying on my stomach with my head towards the bathroom, only being able to see that my room was lit by some kind of sparking light, the source out of my viewing range. My mind was a little groggy, and I was having trouble staying calm. Then when the light began shifting, I really started to panic. I knew whatever it was coming closer. With a surge of fear I commanded my body to turn. It responded sluggishly, but rolled over to face the source of the light. "Oh my...." I started to say, catching myself since it might not like me saying that. "goodness," I managed to whisper. In front of me was a.... twister, or tornado of white sparkling light. The base of it was coming from... "My coin.." I barely uttered. The normally red translucent coin was bright white with even brighter sparkles flowing from underneath it, passing up through and into the twister's vortex. It was terrifying, yet somehow I knew it wasn't here to harm me. I gathered my courage up and with all my might and energy, I mumbled "hi?" Whispers.. Whispers that seemed to come from every direction. My ears were twitching as they involuntarily were trying to track the moving sources. Then suddenly the light surged and the whispers seemed to congeal at the center of the twister of light. "Tim...." it said. A mouth made out of light formed at the spot where the sound appeared to have come from. The mouth was human looking, appearing to be emerging out of the light like it was immersed in a pool of water. The mouth was followed by a chin, then it's cheeks started to emerge. When the forehead came out leaving it's eye sockets still under the surface, I couldn't help but shiver from the sight. But the moment his eyes were above the light's surface, I recognized the face instantly. Every hair stood up on my body as the most powerful chill ran down my body. "Michael?" I whispered, as my goosebumps competed against each other for being the highest one. The face stared blankly for a moment, then broke out into a smile of relief. Michael's image started to say something, but there was no sound to his mouth's movements. "Michael, I can't hear you," I said very slowly. "Can you hear me?" He blinked several times, almost as if he was waiting for a translation. He finally nodded and his mouth formed a "yes". "Are you okay? What happened to you? Where are you?" When he comprehended my words, his face gave a shrug, then he slowly mouthed "I don't know." "What do you mean you don't know? How are you doing this anyway?" Again, he shrugged. But then his face became very serious and he mouthed, "Tim, help David. Please help him and Penny." "I have tried everything I can think of. God, Michael I've... Oh shit. Michael.... Do you think... Do you think you're... like dead?" To my surprise, he nodded. He mouthed, "He's been helping me to find you." "Huh? He who?" Michael gave me a irritated look, then glanced up at the ceiling. "Oh..." I said as my goosebumps held another contest. "You've met him? You've spoke to him? What's he like?" Michael frowned, then mouthed "I can't... I can't remember." "Michael, I can't help David or Penny if I can't find them. Can you find them?" Michael shook his head and mouthed, "I can feel them, but I can't talk with them." His eyes were sad and the light dimmed a bit. "Please Michael.. Tell me everything you know about what they did to you and to them. Please? It might help me." The light started dimming even more, and he barely was able to mouth, "tomorrow night" before his face disappeared in the column of light. The twister pulsed, seeming to fight against it's diminishing power. Suddenly it tipped forward, it's vortex of light heading right for me. I felt a strong pull on my arm, causing me to sit up as I opened my eyes and found myself being shook by my mother. "What! I'm awake!" I said. "Why did you do that!" "You were having some kind of nightmare," she said calming herself down. "You woke me up with your fear and I've been trying to wake you up for five minutes... What's the matter Tim? You look as if you've seen a.." "Ghost," I said as my shivers and goosebumps returned. ---------------------------- "Wow.." Joey exclaimed after telling him and Suzi the whole story. "You really think it was more than a just a dream?" Suzi asked. "Yeah, I'm sure. I called Dr. Cain from the 7-eleven's pay phone before I came to school. Her dreams were pretty much the same as mine, but Michael had been trying to talk too fast or something. She couldn't understand him, especially since she could never move her body to look at him right." "You said something about the coin.. She doesn't have one, does she?" "I thought of that too. But Dr. Cain said that all she saw was a mouth, and it sounded like the light it was coming out of wasn't very big around. I guess the coin acted like an antenna or something." "Probably more like an amplifier," Joey suggested. "Did he say anything else about Penny?" Suzi asked. "We didn't have time. I don't know why it ended as soon as it did. I don't think my mom shaking me had anything to do with it." "Tim," Joey said with a look of concentration. "If you and I can stay linked while we sleep..." "Yeah! Maybe if we.." We spent the first part of the morning talking and making plans for tonight, Suzi patiently listening and adding her own ideas once in a while. She was worried about Penny and David, but more worried about Joey and I. It didn't seem to bother her that she was in as much danger as I was. Steven knew I'd do anything to keep her safe. Our discussion ended about twenty minutes before the end of second hour, but none of us wanted to go to class. We were talking about how close Janos, Linda, and Missy had become, reminding us of, well... us. I had laid down on the floor next to where Suzi was sitting against the couch. I started to use my sock feet to rub her side, not trying to turn her on or anything, just comforting and loving. I finally gave up and moved up to sit beside her, then used my hands on her shoulders. "Mmmm.." she said when I found her pressure points. "I've forgotten how good that feels." "Yeah, I'm sorry about that. You know we haven't had much time together lately. Not with Steven screwing things up, and the slaves and all.." "Suzi," Joey said, laying down on the other side of her with his head next to her feet. "Do you remember when Tim and I did that thing to make us look like we were all muscle?" he said as he pulled her socks off. "How could I ever forget.." she replied in a relaxed tone. Joey slipped of his shirt, then took her left foot and pressed it against his chest. Suzi's eyes snapped open when she felt his muscular chest flex, taking it all in as he made his muscles bulge. Suzi gave out a yip when my bare chest pressed against her arm as I moved to tease her ear lobe. With one foot exploring Joey's chest and a hand doing the same to mine, Suzi teeter tottered for several minutes until she sent them both to our crotches. "Even they've gotten stronger!" Suzi said, rubbing them faster. But then she slowed down, and Joey and I both noticed the teary look in her eyes. "What's wrong?" we both said. She smiled and looked down at the floor, releasing the two tears to roll down her cheeks. "You guys did it for me, that's all. I love you both so much I..." Joey and I sandwiched her between us in probably the greatest hug we had ever shared. Never before and never again would the love between the three of us be as strong as during that hug. For several minutes we were of one soul, one heart, and one mind. Unfortunately we had three bodies who were starting to get aroused by the close contact. Who knows which of us started kissing one of the other's bare skin, but soon Suzi was giving Joey a big hickey, Joey was sloppily kissing my cheek, and I was licking under Suzi's earlobe which I knew drove her crazy. Our hands began wandering, freeing the remaining clothing from our bodies as we continued our threeway loving. As if of one mind, we all began moving our oral attentions down the body of our recipient, spending a small amount of time on our nipples before continuing our trek down. I kept expecting Joey to break off and help me pleasure Suzi, but that never happened. When I finally plunged my face into Suzi's sex, I heard Joey moan the next moment, then I stiffened as I felt his tongue teasing one of my testicles. This was something I had never expected to come from Joey, and I wasn't sure if I wanted it to happen. I didn't understand what was driving Joey's sexual attraction towards me when I had been steadily losing my own for him. I tried to concentrate on the wiggling pussy I was sucking, but I couldn't keep my mind off of Joey's increasingly stimulation caused by his mouth and tongue. I made the decision that as long as he didn't attempt to blow me, I wouldn't interrupt his attempts to pleasure me. When he paused to catch his breath a bit, his breath on my wet nut sack spurred me to make Suzi squeal. That triggered off a chain reaction, making her crotch press against my face in desperation, and apparently causing her to pull all the stops on Joey's blowjob. I say a chain reaction because moments after Joey had taken a deep breath, I suddenly felt his mouth envelope my nuts again, and then found his hands pushing against my ass and pushing my crotch against his face. While I was madly licking away, I found my nut sack tingling from his energetic tongue. So when Joey's fingers had finally made their way to my rose, I out right moaned my approval. I found myself falling down a hole of lust, for once forgetting about Suzi's puss as Joey used his own version of my magic touch on me. If anyone else had been doing it, I would have never submitted myself to the pleasure. But because it was Joey and Suzi who I was with, I let down every defense I had and gave myself to their control. And I wasn't disappointed. I felt Suzi's hot breath on my very needy dick while Joey's fingers pulled out to his dick's head pressed against my ass. I was entirely lost in their touches and motions, never once resisting their suggestions to adjust my position or to hold my legs up with my hands. When Joey's cock stretched my ass hole to an even larger diameter, I didn't feel any pain or even mild discomfort. It was like I was feeling it for the first time all over again, but without the negative aspects. And when he began his first full pumping motion, I felt as if an electric current had started to flow from his dick to my ass, through my body, then passed through my own dick into Suzi's wonderful mouth. Suzi's mouth was as great of a sensation as Joey's cock up my ass, seemingly pulling the sexual electricity through my body just as much as Joey was pumping it in. I vaguely remember recalling how similar LeAnne had felt when she thought herself as a sexual machine. And that actually disturbed my otherwise perfect bliss. She had been the one who was giving out the pleasure, while I was simply receiving. >From an intelligence I had never realized I possessed, I suddenly saw a bigger picture. The sexual current flowing through my body could be diverted and shared with my lovers without reducing its flow through me. In fact, it would sustain the source of this energy instead of using it up like I could sense we were. Suddenly, without warning, Joey and Suzi felt the familiar presence of a threeway forming, while at the same time an invisible cock was pressing against their back doors. I added a third for Suzi's front one, then began the fulfilling what would be the greatest sex the three of us would ever have together. My three invisible dicks began their pumping sensations, and I could feel the current slowly being diverted through my mind and out my invisible cocks to complete the loop through their own bodies. It was like having gotten used to seeing by candlelight, then suddenly someone had switched the power on and the lights had come back on. The revived energy was like water flowing through us that pleasured every nerve in our body with it's simple touch. All three of us were thrusted up onto a new level of pleasure we never had felt before. And all the while we felt it together, sharing in each other's pleasure at an intensity that should have blown our minds away. And similarly, the explosion of our combined orgasm should have crippled our minds to the point we should have never spoke again. But we were not even knocked out, and even had enough energy to curl up together on the floor and share in a threeway kiss I will never forget. Afterwards, we slipped into a peaceful shared dream, full of love and images of us living our lives together in perfect happiness. That dream was perhaps the greatest driving force behind the next two years of my life. You see, that had been last time the three of us made love together until the night of our senior prom. It would be several years before I would fall asleep with the security of my two true loves helping protect me from the evils of what my powers would bring. Future events will change us into near strangers, and we all would make mistakes that would cost us dearly. However, this is not the end of our love. That dream would become the seed which each of us would take a turn carrying before giving it up and passing it on. And the seed would eventually rebloom to bring us together again, but not before we had become stronger and more independent of each other. But just to give you the peace of mind and heart, being independent means we don't need to express our love to prove it still exists. They are my soul mates, I am theirs, and they are each others. So even though we live on the opposite sides of the planet, we can never be truly apart. But to get that way took a lot of hope, pain, and... Well this is a sex story, isn't it? +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Tim, the Teenage MC Chapter XI, Part 13 Where the Path Leads (mc mf) The purple tube turned and twisted as I continued to slide down it's slippery interior. Loops and sharp turns constantly caused me to loose my orientation as I slid sideways and backwards as much as I did forwards. The speed at which I was traveling was always increasing, but never to the point where it was so fast that I didn't see the turns the moment before I hit them. I wasn't scared in the least. I could feel Joey right there with me, going down that tube just like I was. Even though I couldn't see him, I knew he was right beside me, experiencing everything I was. So instead of being scared, we were enjoying ourselves. Neither of us realized we were dreaming, but we somehow knew there was no danger. But just as we were finishing a triple loop with a hard right turn at the end, I felt an incredibly strong force pull me right through the purple surface of the tube. My panic started to rise when I found myself free falling in space... without Joey. I reached out and tried to find him, becoming very alarmed when I found nothing but emptiness. No one was out there with me. I was completely alone. There was nothing but blackness all around me. I wasn't cold or hot, and there seemed to be plenty of air to breath. But I felt completely naked and defenseless and finally gave into the urge to curl up into a ball to block out my empty surroundings. Only minutes later, I felt a warmth on my right side. I opened my eyes and found myself laying in bed facing a brilliant column of light. "Michael?" I called. A flash of light to the left of me drew my attention to the coin on my nightstand. As the coin began to glow with a white light, the other column of light suddenly flashed and surged forward towards me. Before I could react, the column of light passed right through me, making every hair on my body stand on end. The moment it made contact I knew it wasn't Michael. This was something far more powerful than anything on Earth. But before I could even process this information and wonder who... or what it was, it was gone. When I got over my shock, I found myself watching Michael's vortex of light grow to full size, and remembered that Joey should have been here with me. But try as I might, I couldn't feel Joey, or anyone for that matter. I wasn't powerless, just blocked from the real world somehow. The whispering started again, but something was different about how the sparks of light were acting and the tone of the whispers. I nearly jumped away when Michael's hand formed out of the light and reached out to grab my foot. His grasp was feather soft, but it felt as if it was pulling energy from my body at a near painful rate. His grip got stronger as my very being was pulled from my body. I felt like one of those Stretch Armstrong toys with two boys trying to stretch me so far that I snap in half. Luckily, just like the toy, I didn't snap in two. But I was pulled out of my physical body and suddenly found myself in a gray place. There was nothing around me but gray. I appeared to be standing upright on a floor, but when I tried to judge how large of an area I was standing in, I couldn't tell were the floor ended and the sky began. Everything was just.. gray. Suddenly I felt a hand on my 'shoulder'. I turned around to find Michael standing behind me with a grin on his face. "Hi," he said. "Hi," was the only thing I could think of. "So how does it feel to be dead?" Michael asked. "Dead?" I said with a shiver. "Yeah. Don't worry. You're not really dead. You could say you're just visiting." "Is this heaven?" I said looking at the nothingness around us. "Nope. I'm not really sure what this place is, but it's kinda neat. Here, have a seat." A pair of gray lazy boys and a gray table suddenly appeared beside us sitting on top of a circular patch of gray carpet. Michael walked over to the lazy boy nearest to him and sat in it, almost disappearing because he too was gray in color. In fact, I suddenly realized that I was also gray, and that if I looked too closely to anything, it disappeared to my 'vision' because everything was actually the exact same color of gray. I pondered on that for a moment before sitting down myself. I didn't understand what I was 'seeing' since everything was one color. No shadows, no different shades to distinguish where one 'object' ended and another began. By looking for these things, everything around me simply melted into a single field of gray, temporarily blinding and disorientating me. But each time I started to panic from this, Michael made a noise or movement that distracted me enough that everything was suddenly there again. When I lost my vision the fourth time, Michael said, "Don't try and make sense out of it. I spent nearly two days trying before just giving up so I wouldn't go crazy. And then later I thought that this may be what a blind man would see in his head if he tried to imagine what it was like to have sight." "Hmm.. I guess you're right. No use trying to figure out something that probably can't be figured out... Uhm, how did you bring me here? And why?" "He thought it would be easier for us if we could 'hear' each other, that's all. He made it work, all I did was pull." I sat there for a minute with gray goosebumps traveling up and down my gray skin. The thought that I had been touched by God.... It was almost too much to even recall what it felt like when that column of light went through me. But when I did, I found myself not really convinced that it had been God. Something about the way it had felt... There was something.. individual... something with clear personal motivations that I believed a divine being wouldn't possess. "Tim, I don't have much time..." Michael said, bringing me out of my deep thought. "Oh.. Sorry," I said a little sheepishly. "Uhm, can you tell me anything to help find them?" "No..." he said sadly. "But I can tell you a little about what they have done and what their plans are." "That's even better. With your help, we could set a trap and.." "Tim, look over there," he said pointing off to the right. "You see that kind of bright spot?" "Uhm, yeah. It's actually not the same color as everything else," I said, mostly to myself. I wondered why I hadn't noticed it before. "He said when I see the bright light, I had to enter it. If I waited too long, I would be trapped here forever. It used to be so bright that if we were looking at it with eyes, it would have blinded us for sure. He said if I didn't pass through tonight... Tim, I won't be able to help you after I pass through. And I don't.." "Okay.. I understand. Tell me everything you know, then maybe if you have time afterwards I can ask you questions?" "Yeah, that should be okay," he said with a look of relief. I had the feeling he would have sacrificed his chance to move on if I had asked him to. That disturbed me because I wasn't sure if I would have done the same if the situation had been reversed. His expression saddened as he stated, "Steven never drugged Penny to make her do these things." "What?!" I said almost standing up out of my chair. "Then how did he turn her into..." "He didn't," Michael said, letting a gray tear fall. "She's been helping him willingly. She's changed, Tim. Steven offered her power and an equal share of anything he gets. Penny didn't even get upset when Steven beat us up. I even think it was her idea to test our brainwashing by raping and beating us like that." "But WHY? Why hasn't Steven used the drug on her? He must have done something to her to change her! I know she would never do it without being made to. I probably know Penny better than anyone. She and I explored each others.. Oh shit. She saw my every fear, every regret, and probably every weakness I have. Oh, man... I'm in trouble if she can remember all... "But then again..." I said as I realized I wasn't the same person I had been that summer. In fact, probably the strongest weapon she could have used against me would have been my fear of becoming corrupted. But that fear didn't exist inside me anymore. Because I had been limited by all those lines I had made in the dirt back then, anything she remembered about my weaknesses probably would be useless. She would try to make me cross a line to break my will. She didn't know that not only did I want to cross those lines, I wanted to stomp, crush, mangle, twist, spit, piss, and finally shit on the damn things. And then I'd get really nasty. "Steven started staying with them about two months after you left her with her mom and dad. When her dad stopped having sex with her, she got really depressed. Steven convinced her that everything was your fault and that he could help her get revenge. He really did a good job getting her to hate you and believing that the only thing more important that getting her revenge was becoming the heads of their family. "Penny invited me and David over to her house for New Years Eve. She said she wanted to apologize for the way she had been ignoring us. We fell for it and got knocked out by their father's tranquilizing gun as soon as their front door was shut. The next thing I knew, I was strapped down in a chair in a laboratory with Steven holding a needle with that green stuff in it while Penny was wiping... wiping my arm with a cotton swab of alcohol ." He paused and wiped the gray tears from his face, and I diverted my eyes while he pulled himself together. But the moment my eyes left his face, they were drawn to the hard on he was trying to hide at the same time. "I'm sorry..." he said when he realized what I was looking at. "That drug makes everything they say feel so good to hear, I can't help but.. never mind. Ignore it. It doesn't matter to me anymore. "I sorta remember Penny telling Steven things while he brainwashed me. I think she was telling him how to do it, but I'm not really sure. By the time he was finished, I loved him like a god and wanted nothing else but to do whatever he wanted. "I don't remember everything that happened after that, just bits and pieces. When I wouldn't tell them about what you did to their father, they thought my... brainwashing was starting to fail. That's when Steven raped me and beat me up. He told me I needed to be tested to see if I was truly faithful to him. Shit, Tim. The whole time he did that, all I could think about was how much I loved him and that I wanted to be his most trusted slave. I past the test with flying colors, and it was about a week later that Penny called Suzi up. "They kept David and I apart up until they sent us to steal that van. And then I didn't even know who he was. He was just another loyal slave who had just gotten out of the hospital and would help me steal the van. After we loaded Suzi in the back, he left to help Penny and Steven get out of town. I think David passed his test even better than I did by almost dying... "I kind of remember being at your place, but nothing really clearly. I do remember hypnotizing Joey though. I couldn't believe I had done it, and then I asked him a few questions about where I was and stuff, and I think I remember realizing he had been tricking me." "Did Steven plant anything in your head about using Joey to get to me or anything?" "No, I don't think so. I just saw a chance to prove my worth to Steven and took it. They didn't have time to plan anything but their escape." "Whew! You have no idea how big of a relief that is. I thought.." "You can't put your guard down for a moment! After I spoke to you last night, I went to feel Steven, Penny, and David out again. Tim, I think they know everything you do and everyone you have contact with. They had already done something really bad to someone else you know, and it felt like they were ready to do something else and were just waiting for the right moment. I don't know what they are planning, but I know you're in danger. That's why He let me talk to you like this. I think He's.." Michael was cut off by a sudden flash of light from the bright patch of space. He was standing on he feet by the time the flash ended, and his desperate and panicked face told me it was his last chance to leave. "Go... You have my word I will do whatever I can to help David," I said standing up. "Thanks.." he said as he started to run towards the fading light. When he was almost twenty yards away, he cried over his shoulder, "Tim!.. please help Penny too? She's not herself...." "We'll see!" I answered. "I'll do what I can.." I watched him as he ran further and further away, his image becoming less coherent as it grew smaller in the distance, quickly becoming a moving gray dot heading towards a brightening larger white dot. I barely heard his voice when he apparently stopped and cried, "Tell David he can have the top cap.. He'll know what I mean." Then just before his gray dot reached the brilliant white dot, I heard, "And tell Penny I forgive her and I'll always love her." The words "love her" echoed all around me as the white dot absorbed him. The white dot grew incredibly bright, triggering a defense reaction that made me close my 'eyes'. Then with a white flash of light, I awoke to find myself peering into a face I didn't recognize. "What the," I started to say, but couldn't because of the tube running down my mouth and throat. The man I was staring at squeezed the air sack and forced air into my lungs before he noticed my eyes were open. "He's back!" I heard Joey's voice say as the man's face registered his surprise. I quickly took in my surrounding as the stranger removed the tube from my air passage. We were inside an ambulance, apparently rushing me to the hospital. It took us a few minutes to explain to each other what had happened. Joey had woken up when Michael interrupted our shared dream, then woke my mom up when he couldn't access my thoughts. By the time she got to my room, I had stopped breathing. Joey used CPR on me while my mom called for an ambulance. What truly amazed us was the fact my heart had stopped beating for nearly forty minutes, yet I felt like I had just woken up from a nap. Joey had done the best he could with his CPR, but had given up hope by the time the ambulance team arrived and took over. My mom made them continue giving me CPR, but after being clinically dead that long, I should have at least had a hang over or something. But I felt fine. I had goosebumps the entire time I told them my side of the story. And Michael's warning kept echoing in my head. "They know everything I do and everyone I'm with. They have already done something to someone else I know, and they're ready and waiting for the right moment to do something else. Then he said he didn't know what they're planning, but whatever it was, I was in danger. Then the white thing made a flash to tell him his time was up. He ran to the light... and crossed over. That's when I woke up." "Shit," Joey exclaimed as the three of us climbed out of the ambulance and went back inside the mansion. "What do we do now? Grab Suzi and run for the hills?" "I'm not running," I thought to them. "They will make their move and I'll be ready for them. Michael told me enough to set our own trap." "Tim," my mother thought to us, "I hate to say it, but perhaps running would be the best idea. I don't like the idea of you depending on what happened tonight to protect your safety. You said it yourself you didn't think it was really God controlling that column of light." "Mom, Michael risked his immortal soul to tell me all of that. And whoever helped him to contact me is more powerful than any of us or Steven. I mean, I should be dead or something." "So what do we do now?" Joey repeated. "Give everyone we know the commands to protect them from Steven's drug, then wait for him to make his move?" We spent several hours discussing this, my dad joining us once my mother had contacted him and explained everything that had happened. To our surprise, he agreed with my suggestion to immunize everyone we knew and then just wait. He even took it a step further by pointing out we should immunize everyone who goes to our school, who lives around Suzi and Joey, and perhaps even the families of anyone who we were friends with. Joey, my dad, and I spent all day at school blanketing class after class after class with the complex instructions that we called our inoculation. Then we took Suzi home and did her parents. We even managed to reach her brother on the phone at school and did him long distance. All of this was in vain. Steven had already made his move, but we didn't realize it until Joey and I reached his house to do his parents. The moment we saw the garage up and the Olds missing, we both knew something was wrong. Joey and his dad religiously kept the garage door closed to protect their collection of tools, but not only was the door up, but one of the tool boxes had been knocked over and the sockets they were so proud of laid scattered all over the garage floor. We raced inside the house in almost a panic, hoping what we suspected wasn't true. Apart from the tools in the garage, nothing seemed to be disturbed. We stopped and listened for a moment, hearing some movement via the hall leading to the bedrooms. I finally used my brain and scanned the house with my mind. "Oh, Damnit!" I said with my eyes watering. "They took 'em, and they left me a message," I said running after Joey heading towards his parent's bedroom. "NO!" Joey screamed when he saw the fucking couple on the bed wasn't his mom and dad. "I'LL KILL THE BASTARD!!!" Joey screamed as he dived at the familiar pair. "I'LL RIP THE TOP OF HIS HEAD OFF AND SHIT ON HIS FUCKING BRAIN! I'LL.. OH MY GOD!" he finally shuttered when he recognized the two people whom he was holding apart by the hair. If I hadn't scanned their minds before hand, I wouldn't have recognized them at all. Their bodies were covered with tattoos from head to toe, all of them inviting the reader to violate their bodies sexually. There were arrows pointing to their genitals, anus, breasts, navels, mouths, and even had one on their tongues pointing down their throat. They had instructions with pictures written on them telling me, me specifically, what had been done to them. But the biggest message they were sending me wasn't written on their skin. Dana was at least three months pregnant, and since Jerry was struggling to fuck her even while Joey sat in between them shaking all over, it was obvious Jerry was the father. I understood the message loud and clear. "They can get around our commands," I stated without emotion. It took a few moments before my words registered, but when Joey comprehended them his face went white with fright. I checked inside my two friend's heads while Joey tried to get a hold of himself. The two people whom I had watched fall in love and had tried my best to give them a happy life had been reduced to the level of mindless animals. Their only desire was to fuck each other or anyone else who asked. They had no morals to interfere in their sexual activities, and they had no personal feelings to get hurt. They had eaten each other's shit, drank each other's urine, fucked and sucked men, women and beasts. Steven had put them through every indignity that wouldn't outright kill them, making them into the thing I had feared I would make others into. This would have crippled me with guilt if I was still the boy Penny had known. Even though Steven would have never touched Jerry and Dana if they hadn't met me, I knew I had done nothing to cause this. Their condition actually produced the opposite affect that had been intended, increasing my confidence that I could never do such a horrible thing to anyone. Not even to someone like Steven. Joey however was another matter. I was startled by the rage I felt from him, and had to physically restrain him when he started punching Jerry because he wouldn't stop humping. "JOEY! YOU'RE LETTING STEVEN WIN BY DOING WHAT HE WANTED YOU TO DO! You can't let him make you so angry that you loose control. Please? For everyone's sake, don't let the anger take over. I need you thinking straight, not punching people." "SHIT! All right! FUCK!!!" he said getting off the bed to walk his anger off. I just noticed that the fucking noises had stopped when I heard the familiar sound of the tranquilizer gun go off. I dived for the floor, but then realized I hadn't been the target. Joey sank down to he knees just as I heard the gun go off above me and felt the dart strike me right in the neck. I barely saw the look of Jerry's blank face as he mindlessly pulled the trigger again while another gun went off. The two gunmen went right back to fucking, ignoring the tranquilizer darts that had struck them both in their necks. I fell asleep admiring Steven's thoroughness and praying my mother had felt my fear. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Tim, the Teenage MC Chapter XI, Part 12 Prisoners (mm) Time passed without meaning. Faces, lights, walls.. A jumble of images, sometimes accompanied by sounds, but for the most part I didn't listen. I was kept drugged for an unknown period of time, never allowed to come out of my daze while they repeatedly tried to use their brainwashing methods and drugs on me without any success. The inoculation commands prevented me from comprehending any physical stimulus while I was in an unnatural conscious state, and they had worked even while my brain chemistry had been altered and realtered by their drugs. I later found out that I had been drugged like that for over a month before I woke up with a splitting headache, staring up at a white glass ceiling. I was very groggy, but almost regretted coming out of my dazed state when I found every bone ached and my once healthy and muscular body was weak and skinny from malnourishment and effects of who knows how many drugs. Several hours passed as my mind struggled to create coherent thoughts. The first full thought I had was, "I'm hungry," followed by, "Danger." The preprogramming Joey and I had done in the case we were captured instantly kicked in with that last thought. My mind started to clear as the adrenaline reached it, and the physical discomforts were masked by both the adrenaline and the other programming we had done. To anyone who might have been watching me through hidden cameras, I appeared to be as senseless as I had been when I first awoke. But I was fully aware of my surroundings and capable to defend myself if necessary. Of course my body was so weak I couldn't have defended myself from a horny moth, and my telepathic senses had been suppressed so much by drugs that I couldn't even attempt to use them. I was able to get a fairly good look at the room though. I was inside a white glass room with no doors as far as I could tell. The ceiling emitted a soft white light, and there were several very small vents and nozzles protruding from it. I was laying nude on a metallic platform at the center of the room. The floor was a strange metal grill that appeared to basically act as a drain as much as a floor. The only other feature I could see from that position was some sort of protrusion from one wall that had some kind of empty sack or membrane attached to it. "Welcome to your new home, slave," Steven's voice suddenly said from the ceiling. "I know you can understand me, so you can stop pretending. If you haven't realized it yet, you have electrodes attached to your head and I'm watching your brain waves." There was a minute or two of silence, then he said, "I have to admit, I was surprised when Joey recovered so quickly. It was a good thing I had him strapped down as tight as I did, otherwise I might have had to stab him like I stabbed my uncle Jake. It would have been unfortunate if Joey had become a vegetable like that." Again, a long pause before he said, "If you would bother to look at the wall behind your head, there is a video monitor that is showing what Jake is doing right now." Since I didn't see anything to gain by pretending any longer, I slowly sat up and looked at the image on the screen. Jake was staring at something I couldn't see as his right hand moved in a jerky circle around where apparently he had been stabbed by the needle. The man was very pale, and I noticed he had ripped his shirt so his belly remained exposed. There was movement behind him, and I realized he was in a room with others who appeared to be in mentally withdrawn states like he was. "I blame you for my uncles condition. If you hadn't tried to take" "Fuck you, Steven. You know I was only trying to defend myself. You were the one who stabbed..." Steven's voice hadn't stopped while I had replied, but when I heard my own voice being echoed while his own said "..and will make you beg me to," he stopped and everything was quiet for a moment. "I have to admit that you are one smart asshole," I said. "But delaying your voice so I can't home in on you won't keep me from taking you down. I promise you... You will pay for hurting all these people. I swear to God I won't rest until you're locked up." "I expected something a little more... threatening from you, but it doesn't matter. If you take a good look around the room, you will notice there are no doors, windows, or even air vents big enough to carry anything larger than a hamster. The entire floor can be electrified with a single push of a button, and another button can do the same with the bed you are sitting on. "There is no shower, no toilet, and no sink. Once a day the room will be sprayed down with a cleansing solution, so if you want to keep your shit from smelling up the place all day, you better get used to shitting in the corner where the drain is and shoving it between the grills a few minutes before the wash begins. "Your only source of food and water is from the rubber penis that is currently being filled with a most yummy mixture of nutrients, vitamins, and of course drugs. I imagine you will become a very good cock sucker by the end of the month just in order to stay alive. "Oh, and one last thing. You will never leave this room for the rest of your life. If you know what is good for you, you will not resist obeying me. Of course I know you will resist, so I won't be disappointed. I so look forward hearing you scream. Have a nice day." And that was it. I spent a good hour yelling, cussing, and ramming myself into the glass walls trying to get a reaction from him without success. Actually, the only thing I had accomplished was making my body that much weaker from expending all my energy. My head was pounding again, everything ached, and my reserves had been used up by the adrenaline. I finally collapsed on the grilled floor and fell asleep despite my better judgment. I was awakened some time later by the promised cleansing of the room, discovering the hard way not to let it get in my eyes. The cleansing was actually done in three steps. The first was a cleansing solution, the second a disinfectant, and the third was plain water that lasted three times as long as the other two. None of the water had been warmed up, and I fell asleep shivering. I spent two days resisting my hunger by drinking the rinse water. I needed to purge the telepathic repressing drug from my body before I got too weak to use them. But when I was able to do it without causing my head to explode in pain, I found out why they weren't so worried about me getting along without the drug. I was in the center of what felt like a wall of insanity. If I had anything in my stomach I would have thrown it up when I locked on to the first mind I found. After that I carefully felt for a somewhat normal mind, only to find there wasn't any. There must have been nearly two hundred mentally disturbed or dysfunctional minds all around me, and because they emitted very loud thoughts, I had no chance of getting beyond them to reach someone on the outside. My options seemed used up and I was quickly becoming too weak to even use my telepathic powers anyway. So when I noticed some blood in my urine on the third night, I used my abilities on myself to program my mind to concentrate on building my strength back up so I could make a more powerful effort to send an SOS out. Then I swallowed my pride and walked up to the engorged rubber dick. After taking the head into my mouth, I understood what Steven had meant about becoming an expert cock sucker or die of starvation. The rubber dick was constructed in such a way that you had to work the nutrient out of the small opening using the same mouth movements that one would use while giving head. I also realized that the nutrient itself smelled and tasted like a sweaty musky cock. I smiled when I realized this was just another pathetic attempt to lower my morale and self respect. I easily counteracted this by programming a simple hypnotic command into my subconscious. As long as the penis wasn't a real one, I would enjoy sucking on it as much as a new born baby sucked on a tit. After all, that's what it was serving as. Two weeks went by without a single word from my jailers. Every morning the rubber dick filled up with my daily food, and every evening I took a shit over in the corner by the drain that was under the metal grill. Sometimes I had to use my toes to smush the shit down so it wouldn't be left behind after the nightly shower. I was always tired and didn't want to do anything, but my own programming forced me to exercise my muscles and brain. My food supply was decreased when I actually started to put on some muscle tone, and several days they must have increased the drugs that made me feel extremely motivationalless. But I won that small victory when I continued to exercise and they had returned my dosages back to their original levels. Then one day after finishing a larger meal than I had been getting, Steven's voice announced, "Go lay on the bed. You have five seconds before I electrify the floor." "Fuck you." I said. "YEOW!" I said four and a half seconds later as the electric current flowed into my feet. I made a mad leap for my metal bed, shocking myself good when I missed and landed on my side. The electricity was turned off when I hadn't moved. It took several minutes before I could make my muscles work enough to get up on the bed. "Next time you do not follow my instructions, I will not turn the electricity off until your skin starts to cook." I laid there waiting, wondering what the hell he was planning. It wasn't until I found my eyes closing when I realized what the strange hissing noise was. But it didn't really matter. Whether he gassed me, injected me, or put it in my food, no drug would make me obey him where it counts. If only things could be that easy. The moment I awoke, I knew something was different in a good way. I opened my eyes and found myself right where I had been when I had fallen asleep. But now there was a new addition to the room. "Joey!" I cried as swung my feet down to stand up. The humming from the floor warned me it was still electrified, but the shock of finding Joey laying on another metal bed just like mine five feet away from me had stopped me first. He looked awful, but I imagined not any worse than I did. I couldn't help but notice the numerous needle marks on his arm, and the red mark over his cheek bone. "Joey.." I called over to him. "JOEY! WAKE THE FUCK UP! Please?" I waited again. I was getting good at waiting. I could make time pass faster by putting myself in a light trance without reducing my ability to react to my surroundings. When Joey stirred, I nearly stood up on the electrified floor I was so anxious. "Joey. Wake up. It's time to go to school," I joked in a high anxious voice. It was the best I could come up with at the time. "Tim?" he said in a raspy voice before turning his head towards me. "Hi," I said smiling and fighting the tears in my eyes. "You look like shit." "Yeah, so do you. And your voice doesn't sound to good." "Yeah, well, I spent a day yelling my head off and my voice hasn't forgiven me yet. But I'm okay, I think. What about you?" he said sitting up slowly. "I'm fine. I'm better than fine now that you're here. I can't even begin to tell you how happy just seeing you... What's wrong?" He looked down at the floor and his tears started to flow. "They've made mom into a pain loving sex toy. Steven says if you don't remove the commands that keep the drugs from working on me, he's going to start leaving knives and shit laying around for my mom to use on herself." I sat there speechless, wanting so badly to touch him and hold him as I understood the position he was in. "Well, what do you think we should do? We need to _share_ in that decision, but it's mostly up to you." "I'm not sure if I can do it. I'm pretty weak, and just thinking about it gives me a headache. You're gonna have to help me." "Yeah, I know. Move down to the end. I'm coming over." I said standing up on my bed. The distance was greater than I thought, and I almost chickened out. But the worst I figured could happen was that I would get electrocuted, and a quick death was almost preferable to what we might have to suffer through. I leaped and landed badly on the surface of his metal bed, but besides a few bruises, I wasn't seriously hurt. The hug we exchanged wiped my few discomforts from my mind, and we just sat there holding onto each other for a long time. "Ready?" Joey barely whispered in my ear. "Yeah," I replied just as softly. We fought against the drugs in our systems for several minutes, then fought the resulting pain as we started to feel each other's thoughts. The moment we made a connection and Joey formed a share link, we both felt the pain subside. We quickly shared everything that had happened to each other, finding we had experienced pretty much the same thing, except that Joey hadn't been kept drugged between brainwashing sessions and had learned a little about their plans. "I think they want to use me to control you," Joey thought. "Steven said something about never being able to trust you even if they got the drugs to work on you. I'm pretty sure he wants to blackmail you into cooperating by making me hate you or something. "The good news is they can't find your parents, the twins, Suzi, or her family. Penny talked about Brad and Sandi, but I don't think Steven is going to bother with anyone else unless something goes wrong with me. I saw David a couple of times. He's put on some muscle and is acting like Penny's body guard, but David only seems to be interested in what Steven says. I think Penny is a little ticked off about that." "What about your mom and dad?" "I don't know anything about dad. I just hope it isn't anything like what they did to mom. Shit, Tim. If they hadn't told me it was her, I wouldn't have recognized her. They shaved her head.. and she has more holes in her ears than.. Remember how she hated ear rings? ... She was piercing her... her... her lower lip when..." He stopped to collect himself, and I wiped the tear from his cheeks myself. "Come on," I thought to him. "Lets try and bust out of here and make that bastard sorry for being alive." Unfortunately, even with our combined power, we couldn't penetrate the wall of insanity around us. We spent a lot of time scanning and surging, and even attempted three huge pulses that we thought would reach the other side of the planet, but nothing got past the noise and turmoil of the loonies around us. We spent hours trying everything we could think of before we were too tired to even speak. That metal platform was only really big enough for one person to lay comfortably, but neither one of us considered the cramped space as bad as the thought of being separated again. Laying behind Joey with one arm under my head, I rubbed his chest with my free hand as we tried to think of some sort of plan. Steven had given us twenty four hours to clear Joey's head of all commands, and that included the time for the telepathic suppression drugs to wear off. I knew they were watching and listening to everything we were doing. They probably even suspected that we had eliminated the drug's effects and could have finished what we were supposed to be doing long ago. I was tired of thinking of a way out, so I took a few minutes to ponder on why Steven was letting us have this time together when he could have forced us to do it immediately. He had made it quite clear to Joey that if he found any unnatural resistance to the drug caused by my commands, his mother would suffer for it. We were laying still with our eyes closed, appearing to the outside world to be asleep when Penny's voice said, "You two look so cute laying there like that, but it must be uncomfortable. I'll make a deal with you. Suck each other off and I'll turn off the floor." "Go fuck your master," I said loudly. "If he isn't to busy fucking David, that is." Penny didn't give a response, but I was surprised when Joey turned over with a strange look in his eyes. "Uhm, I wouldn't mind doing it to get some more room. And I'm kinda hungry for..." Joey frowned at my shocked expression, then said, "What? You can't tell me you haven't gotten used to doing it to that thing on the wall." "Yeah, but that's different. It isn't real." "So? Come on. It won't be that bad. Besides I'm going have to take a really big shit soon, and I'd rather not have to do it up here." I saw in Joey's mind he had made the conscious decision to not look upon sucking dick as something bad. It had been his only recourse when he realized it was meant to make him easier to control. In his mind, Joey had reasoned that sucking a dick wasn't unnatural, just unsocial. And while getting his nourishment from the fake dick, he imagined he had been sucking me off. I was a bit torn between what I thought was right and wrong for myself, and what was best over all. My mind reasoned it would only further prove they had control over us, but my heart told me what they made us do would not change who we were and loved. I loved Joey, would do anything for him, and at that point I suddenly didn't find the thought of sucking him off to be a degrading or terrible act. It was one of those damn lines I had drawn in the dirt. But I wasn't going to cross it just to cross it. I wanted to show that I loved him and in my mind we were of one mind, soul, and finally body.. "Promise me this," I said as I started fondling his dick. "If we both like it and we get out of this somehow, we only do it to each other and no one else?" "Shit," Joey said as moved his head towards my crotch. "Tim, I don't think I could ever do anything like that except with you, and you know it. Damn if my mouth is watering. So do you want to take turns? Or just do it at the same time?" I pulled my head towards his hard dick and shuttered. I made a few changes to my own conditioning, then found my mouth watering also. I had to admit, the stuff we had been living on the past three weeks smelled just like Joey's dick. And after having starved myself once in a while so I could scan the insane minds around me for any changes, I actually found the odor appetizing. "Same time," I said before using my tongue on his head to get a sample taste. "Wow.. It doesn't taste like shit after all." "Ieh thasths pherthy gud to mae," Joey said with his mouth full. "Path tha salth." "I'll pass the salt, all right," I said before taking him in my mouth fully. The taste only lasted a few moments, but I wasn't doing it for the taste. We laid there nursing on each other, neither one of us in a hurry to make the other cum. Despite everything we had felt and said, neither one of us wanted to have the other shoot in our mouth. And strangely enough, the idea of faking it never occurred to either of us. I was starting to feel pretty good. I could almost say I was enjoying myself. For a few minutes I forgot the problems we were facing and the discomforts from everything they had done to me. My best friend and I were together doing something that for all intents and purposes was the greatest expression of love we had ever given each other. Something inside of me flared it's nostrils and told my morals and good taste that if I didn't take him to the height of sexual pleasure at that time, I may never have the chance again. The beast inside me released my mental restraints, freeing my lusts from their bonds of homophobia, and made me want Joey sexually in every way. He was my lover, he was my keeper, he was my savior. There was nothing left I wouldn't do to complete the cycle of events we had started the day we had first fooled around in my room. I started using my tongue to stimulate his crown, then used some suction on him. He paused in surprise for a moment when I started to make "Mmmm" sounds, but then started to pump my dick in and out of his mouth in an attempt to give me as much pleasure as I was giving him. But Joey wasn't going to cross the line that I had. I surprised him again when I grabbed his ass and pulled him to me so his dick went into my throat. I nuzzled his testes with my nose, wishing I could breathe in their scent while my lips worked as much of his pubic hair into my mouth. When I couldn't hold my breath any more, I pulled back while penetrating his ass with my finger. I don't know who was more surprised at that point. Joey from my actions, or me from his dick spurting it's seed into my mouth. But I quickly recovered from my surprise and slurped it all down. There wasn't all that much, but I savored every drop of it as if it was a fine wine. My own dick released it's own load, and Joey did his best to make it appear as if he enjoyed it. I knew it was an act, but I appreciated his desire to please me. The beast inside me had been satisfied and quietly returned to it's hiding place, letting me know that the cycle had been completed and that the line had been wiped from existence. Whether or not I ever did it again would be up to me to decide. As promised, the floor was turned off, so Joey and I moved down to the floor and snuggled the best we could. We didn't speak or think anything to each other for several hours, just held each other and took turns crying. We knew that no matter what happened the next day, we would never feel the same about each other. We had grown so close that we could only grow apart from that moment on. We barely had enough time to shit in the corner before the daily shower began, and then we didn't waste any time to relive some old shower memories. I almost wished Suzi had been locked up with us while Joey fucked my ass. Her absence was extremely felt, especially when he came inside me and caused me to spurt my second load through the grilled floor. Then just to prove to whoever was watching that we hadn't been coerced into doing anything we didn't wish to do, Joey and I spent what felt like hours sucking and licking our cocks and testicles, getting used to the feel and taste of the others pitifully small ejaculations. We fell asleep in each others arms and slept the entire night sharing our dreams and feeling the strange new sexual bond between us solidify. It was the first really fully homosexual experience I had, and the knowledge that I could enjoy unrestricted sex with another guy was, well, strange to me. The thing that comforted my homophobic fears was telling myself, "Only with Joey, I could only ever wish to do it with Joey." Steven's voice woke us up the next morning with the warning "You have two hours left." "Well?" I simply asked as the rubber dick filled with our morning meal. Joey's face remained expresses as he answered, "I guess you better do it. We don't have any other choice left." It took nearly the entire two hours to undo the complex series of instructions my father and I had installed in his mind. Joey simply sat there, never showing a single emotion as his only defense against his worst enemy was stripped from his mind. In many ways he was committing suicide, and I was committing murder. But there was the single hope that my parents would find us so the twins could undo whatever Steven does to us. We had no doubt that Steven would let Joey's mom take her own life just to prove he could and would. And because of that, I did insert some new commands into Joey's mind once I had finished removing the rest. No matter what Steven did to Joey's mind, Joey would always make sure his mother and father were alive and safe before following anyone's orders. I had no intention of simply handing Joey over to Steven without ensuring his parent's safety. If either one of them died, Joey would seek revenge on Steven without consciously knowing it. When I finished, I sat down next to Joey and took his hand. "Joey?" I said softly. "I love you. No matter what happens, they will never take that away from me." Joey looked over at me then laid us both down before pressing his lips against mine. We kissed long and gently, sharing each other's fear and hope until the gas overtook us. Something about the way he did it told me he was saying good bye. We both knew the next time we saw each other, Joey would be a different person. A twisted image of his true self that would hate my very existence, and attempt to break my will to serve Steven and Penny. And nothing was more true than that. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Although Chapter 12 (XII) is finished, it is also waiting to be proof read. I will post it in a week or two, but I will not give it out to anyone until then. I personally hate cliffhangers, but you really don't have to wait that long. It will be a while before chapter 13 is ready, and since the end of Chapter 12 leads up to it, you'll be left hanging a little at the end of Chapter 12 too. But nothing like this. I've started Chapters 13, 14, and 15... When will you see these posted? Good question. Chapter 13 hopefully before Christmas, 14 and maybe even 15 before the end of the year, otherwise the second week of January at the latest. After that, Chapter's 16-21 will take longer to do because my time will be considerably less. If I do quit before reaching Chapter 21, I'll release at least a rough outline of what I had intended to do for whatever I don't get to. I doubt I'll stop before its finished, though. Tim's story just has to be told. 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