Message-ID: <20429eli$9903080659@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: rass_senip@usa.net (Rass Senip) Subject: Tim, the Teenage MC - Chapter 19 ( 4/6) - By Rass Senip - **NEW** Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: rass_senip@usa.net 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: <36f22c84.16539052@newsreader.wustl.edu> Tim, the Teenage MC By: Rass Senip (rass_senip@usa.net) Primary Home Page: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Rass_Senip/www/ Secondary Home Page: http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/Den/9691/ ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ >This posting contains: Chapter XIX: 12th Grade, Spring 1989 Part 4 - Attacks of the Heart (fmm) >The next posting contains: Chapter XIX: 12th Grade, Spring 1989 Part 5 - Just the Three of Us (mf) >See the Table of Contents (TOC) posting for a complete list of all Chapters released so far and information on posting format. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Chapter XIX: 12th Grade, Spring 1989 Part 4 - Attacks of the Heart (fmm) "Tim, I really need your help," Joey said, catching me after our class. I looked him in the eye and said carefully, "In what way?" "I need you to let me link with you..." "Absolutely not," I said, turning away to leave him. "You don't understand," he said, grabbing my arm. "I want to free all my girls." When I didn't struggle to leave, Joey let my arm go and waited for my response. "Why me?" I finally asked. "Why not just borrow Tommy like you did when you enslaved them in the first place?" "Because... He... He won't let the link form anymore. I don't know why." "Good for him," I said without thinking. Joey flinched from my comment, but he didn't let it show it had hurt beyond that before saying, "Please? It's the last thing I'll ever ask of you." I looked him in the eyes and let my empathic senses feel him out to their fullest ability. While I sensed he really meant what he had said, I could feel he wasn't entirely sure if he really wanted to do it. He wanted Suzi back so bad, yet his lust for power had not been reduced in the least, and the indecision within him was driving him nuts. Joey was truly asking for my help, but the plea was to end his indecision one way or another more than just needing to link with me. I realized that I was now committed to decide his fate one way or the other. If I didn't aid him in freeing his slaves, he was ready to let himself be swallowed up by the corruption already eating at his heart. Seeing how close he was to the edge, I gave him a weak smile and said, "Just give me a minute to tell Jennifer and we can go, okay?" He smiled and let out a sigh of relief as he nodded, his eyes getting bright with his hope. Joey had been a busy boy all right. We spent the whole afternoon and evening going from one girl's house to another, Joey showing me bits and pieces of what he had done in his incredible programming of their minds. The complexity yet compactness of his super-rat astounded me, and even though I was very experienced with the use of commands and the manipulation of memories, I could see that Joey had a gift similar to Jennifer's, just completely opposite in form. By the time we finished the seventh girl, it was nearly eleven and we were both very tired. Joey's charm and honest desire to explain and show me everything had drawn my feelings for him out again, and this time I was the one who asked him to sleep over, and even accepted his suggestion at taking a shower together. Despite Joey having a hard on the whole time, he made no attempts towards anything sexual in the shower or afterwards when we were in bed together, so I was feeling pretty relaxed around him by morning. Even though I had recovered nearly all my memories by that time, I still occasionally had moments where a memory would overwhelm me, especially when the situation fit the circumstances which the memory had been about. That morning I awoke to find Joey's face sleeping peaceably about ten inches from mine, and as I studied his face, I was cast back into the memory of the morning when we had left for college to seek out Sarah and her supposed enslavers. When my mind returned to the present, Joey was staring at me with a look of deep tenderness in his eyes, and for a moment, just for a fraction of a second, I wanted to kiss him. That didn't happen, but we did give each other a hug before I left to pick up Jennifer and Joey took a limo home to pick up some fresh clothes and breakfast before we all went to school. Jennifer made no attempt to hide her displeasure of my announcement I would be going with Joey after school to finish up the remainder of his girls. She could tell I was starting to feel closer to Joey again, and made me promise to come over after we were done with the five remaining girls we had left. When Joey showed up at Suzi's and my fifth hour class, Suzi and I both could tell something was seriously wrong by his strained frown, and once I excused us from class, the three of us met out in the hall to talk. "What is it?" I said, beating Suzi to the punch for once. "I was just... attacked," he said carefully. "Attacked?" Suzi said, looking around as I scanned. "Someone tried to take me over. I almost couldn't," he said before reaching out to us for support. "Whoa, there Joey," I said, trying to keep him on his feet as his balance continued to falter. "Just relax and sit down on the floor, okay? You don't have to shield yourself so hard now that I'm here." "But you don't understand," he said, looking up desperately. "I think it was... her." "Her? Her who?" I asked in confusion. "Jennifer," Joey whispered as he focused on reinforcing his mental defenses. "Jennifer?!?" I said unbelieving. "Why? What did you do to her?" "I didn't do anything," he said, his eyes closed as he continued to focus on re-tuning his cryptic thoughts. "Why do you think it was Jennifer?" Suzi asked. "She doesn't like me. She can't read my thoughts." "Is that all?" I said rather angrily. "You better have more than that to accuse..." "Timmy," Suzi said warningly. "What?!? You think it was her too?" I said incredibly. "I don't know, but look at him. Have you ever seen Joey so worn out? Besides you and Jennifer, do you know anyone else who could wear him down like that?" "Suzi, no offense but... you don't know enough about it. Any telepath could wear Joey down given enough time and the right opportunity... Joey... Joey?" "Is he... asleep?" Suzi said, watching his face slowly relax. "I'm not sure. I don't think so. Shit, I hate not being able to scan him. Look, it doesn't matter who did it. The fact is someone did do it and they failed. If it was Jennifer, she'll tell me. If it wasn't... Well then we have a new problem." "Well, since I don't know anything about it, I'm going back to class," she said, still feeling a bit hurt from my comment. "Shit, Suz. I didn't mean to make it sound like that," I said after her. "You said I wasn't telepathic, and you and Joey have never even tried to show me anything because 'I couldn't understand', or 'I don't know what it's like'. Well I'm tired of being the helpless and dumb mute around you two. At least Jennifer tried to explain to me what she was doing." And with that Suzi walked back into our classroom. Feeling a bit helpless myself, I decided I had better ask Jennifer if she knew anything, and felt out her mind in the class down the hall. "Yes?" came her reply when I contacted her. "Could you come here a minute? I need to ask you something." "Uhm, okay..." I felt the commands being issued to the students and teacher in that room, then out of the corner of my eye saw her come out of the room, pause a moment, then hurry towards us. "What happened? Is he okay?" "He was attacked telepathically. He thought you were the one doing it. You weren't were you?" "Me?" she said surprised. "Why would I... No, I didn't. Is he going to be okay?" "Yeah, he'll be fine. I think he's just withdrawn from his senses. What's the matter?" "He's... doing something... can't you see it? He's... What is he doing?" "I don't see anything." "It's like he's changing the way his streams flow all by himself. Changing the symbols, their relationships, everything.... I..." Her face went blank, and I sighed realizing she had also withdrawn from her normal senses to study Joey's mind. But then suddenly there was a surge of telepathic energy coming from Joey, and before I knew it, Joey was in my head looking around frantically. "HEY!" I said out loud while trying to shut him out. "What the fuck do you think you're doing!" Joey didn't answer, struggling to prevent me from shutting him out as he scanned my mind for something. When I finally kicked him out of my head, Jennifer immediately broke through my defenses and started scanning me too, but I had had enough of that. Before Jennifer could even scan for my name, I had kicked her out and was canceling every symbol coming out of her mind and Joey's simultaneously. "Will you two stop it!" I said getting furious as they both strained to gain access to my head again. "In three seconds, I'm going to call out fifty guys from class and have them beat the living shit out of both of you if you don't stop it RIGHT THIS GOD DAMN MINUTE!" Joey's trickle of energy stopped first, then when Jennifer's hadn't ten seconds beyond her deadline, I launched an attack on her mind. Even though it couldn't have any affect on her, it still got her attention when every defense she knew was easily overcome by my overwhelming power. And just to make sure she understood I didn't want her doing something like that again without asking first, I didn't stop for a good minute even after she had stopped her own attempts. While I was cussing them both out for their betrayal, neither one of them were listening to me, nor did either of them open their eyes. After I had calmed down enough to see they were both ignoring me, I snorted with the decision that Suzi had the right idea, and so I turned away from both of them and returned to class. About twenty minutes later, I felt both of them attempting to contact me, but I ignored them just like how Suzi was ignoring me. I wasn't really upset with them, just wanted to make them think twice about trying something like that again. Joey hadn't done anything to me, so when he showed up for our sixth period class, I accepted his apology without emotion, but covered for him when he fell asleep in class from his draining day. Jennifer, however was not appogetic at all. When she caught up to me and Joey in the hall after school, she demanded that I let her scan my mind, and that Joey could wait until tomorrow for me to help him finish cleaning up his mess. Joey was pissed, but he didn't argue with me when I agreed, especially since I mentioned he should rest so we both wouldn't be drained from what happened earlier that day. "Why are you helping that creep?" Jennifer finally asked as we headed for my car. "You know why, and I don't like you calling him names," I said a little angrily. "I call them as I see them," she said flatly. "He's a bad person, and you can't trust him." "You just don't know him like I do. And just because you can't read his thoughts doesn't make him untrustworthy." She bit her lip to keep from arguing, but when we reached the car, she said, "After you help him fix his girls, I don't want you to have anything to do with him again." "I'm sorry? I must have heard you wrong. It sounded like you were giving me an order." "Call it what you want. He's a bad person, and every time you have something to do with him, something bad happens." "Look!" I shouted before calming my voice and restraining my anger. "Jennifer, honey, I'm not a fool, and I can take care of myself. Joey's been my friend a long time and we've been through a lot together, so please understand I can't just turn my back on him because you don't like him. He's trying to change, and he needs..." "NO!" she said with more emotion I had ever felt from her before. "You have to choose! Either ME or JOEY! Understand?!? ME OR JOEY! NOT BOTH!" She broke into sobs, and for a moment I was awash in the chaos of her and my emotions. But then she looked up at me, her eyes begging for my tenderness, my touch, my love, and as I felt that magical feeling pulling us together, I knew deep down that indeed I had to choose, and there was no question on who my choice would be. Just before our lips could meet, we were jolted by a flash of light followed by the sound of a camera whirl. We looked up and found Suzi standing there grinning like a cat getting ready to take another picture. Jennifer and I just looked at each other, then after the flash went off again, we gave Suz the kissing shot she wanted. "That one should have gone in the year book," Suzi commented with a sparkle in her eye. "Along with all the others." "What do you mean, others?" I said, recognizing that sparkle as being something mischievous. Suzi put her pack down and pulled out a black with gold stripes book, then opened it up to the center and showed it to us. "These others," she said, barely containing her laugh. "Oh my gosh," Jennifer said as we gazed upon the two full pages of snapshots of the two of us in the center of the new yearbook. "You're joking, right?" I said, leaning closer to examine how the pages were attached. "Oh, sure I'm joking. Just wait until tomorrow when they hand out the rest of the copies," she said grinning like mad. "I can't believe it, Tim," Jennifer said softly. "The balloon, the lockers, the dance, that day in the hall... Suzi, how did you get all these?" "Believe it or not, I didn't have anything to do with it. I hate to admit it, but it was all Joey's idea." "It was?" Jennifer said surprised. "He took most of the pictures himself," Suzi said looking me in the eye. "He's the only one who could, you know? He can be pretty selfish and insensitive at times, but... If he really cares about someone..." I looked at Jennifer as the smile faded from her face and she looked down at her feet a moment before glancing up at me. "I'll just leave you two alone," Suzi said, seeing her work was done. "Thanks, Suz," I said after her. "I'm sorry," Jennifer said, looking at her feet again. "I was thinking of myself and not..." I gave her a big hug and said, "It's okay... Hey, I have an idea. Lets forget about all this and go car shopping." "Car shopping? For who?" "Me. That picture of us kissing in my Porsche just doesn't sit right with me. I look... stuck up or something." "Oh," she said, trying to hide her disappointment. I grinned and shook my head, then said, "Geez, Jennifer. You don't even know how to drive yet. I can't buy you a car until you learn how to drive it first." She looked at me while turning red in the face, then opened her mouth to say she didn't want it, but my penetrating grin stopped her and she just blushed harder while letting her excitement show through. "I don't know why I stood it this long," I commented as we left the parking lot. "I mean, my dad bought me this car while I was missing most of my marbles, but I've known since before Christmas that it really isn't my style." "What is your style then?" she said after a brief silence. "I don't know," I admitted. "I used to have a red Formula, but even that seems too flashy now." "I like those new Pontiac Grand Prix, or Buick Regals." "You like them? They look... melted," I said with distaste. "Daddy likes the Regals because their front grills look like a Jaguar's," Jennifer said defensively. "And I know you. One look at their speedometer and all the buttons, you'll be in electronic heaven." "Really?" I said, wondering if there really were a lot of buttons. "Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to look at the Grand Prix while we're looking at the Trans Ams. Uhm, do they have the buttons like the Regals?" She was grinning as she said, "I think so," and I couldn't help but grin myself. Shit. She was right. One look at the digital speedometer and all the buttons the radio and other controls had, I nearly drove one off the lot that day. But then I realized I could get even more bu... uhm, options not available on the cars they had on the lot, and so after checking off as many of the optional features I could and paying half the sticker price on the spot, we left in my boring Porsche that didn't even have any buttons that lit up at night. When we got to Jennifer's house, Trip's car was parked out front, so Jennifer sighed and said, "I guess this means you don't want to come in?" "Sorry, but I just... you know." "You want me to see if I could go out tonight?" "No, you said you had a ton of homework, and I guess I do too. I'll be okay. I'll see you tomorrow." "Okay. I love you." "I love you." ----------------------------- "You still gonna help me finish cleaning up my girls today?" Joey asked me in a soft voice before our class the next day. "Yeah. And you have Suzi to thank for it too." "I do? How?" I simply opened up my newly acquired yearbook to the center page and showed it to him, then watched him blush all over. "So she told you, huh?" he said, trying to escape looking me in the eyes. I took the pressure off him by looking down at the pages and said, "I think she's missing you. Brad said they haven't had sex all week, and the last time she did, he couldn't... satisfy her." "Thanks," he said, putting his hand on my shoulder and giving it a gentle squeeze. "You don't know how much this means to me." "No, I think I do," I said, giving him a smile without making direct eye contact. "And I can feel how bad you want to do what you feel is right. I just hope you can stick to it." I felt a wave of guilt pass over him, then he redoubled his determination towards what he felt he had to do and said, "One of my girls is going to meet us upstairs after school, so if its okay we can meet there." "That's fine. Jennifer's going to go home on the bus for once, so it will be just you and me." "Thanks Tim," Joey thought to me. "You're welcome Joey. It's nice to have you back," I thought back to him. Joey and I went up to the room together after class was over and I kept picking up moments of guilt and nervousness from him that I assumed meant he was truly regretting the things he had done with his girls and was nervous about having to face them after setting them free. "Well, it looks like Dorothy's running late," Joey said after we got our sodas and sat down a while. "Want me to find her just incase she forgot?" "Uhm, I guess so," I said after attempting to locate a Dorothy in the building myself. I felt his share link attempting to form, so I accepted it and waited for him to send out a pulse or something, then was surprised when he got up and sat down next to me on the couch. But then I felt him concentrating on pooling his energy, so I just watched him and anticipated the pulse he was going to send out. The moment before he released his surge of telepathic energy, I sensed another wave of guilt that suddenly alarmed me. "Forgive me," he grunted as I felt him focus the entire pulse at my mind and released it. Before I could possibly try to deflect it, his pulse flashed through my mind, stunning me long enough for him to disable my ability to use my own telepathic abilities followed by ordering my eyes to close. "What the FUCK are DOING!" I screamed, standing up and stumbling away from him. He didn't answer me as he concentrated on programming my mind with some kind of new rat, but for some reason he didn't take over my conscious mind and I naturally tried to use that to my advantage. "You son of bitch! You TRICKED me! You DECEIVED ME! YOU BETRAYED ME! AGAIN!" I screamed, trying to find my way to the door without the use of my eyes. "I'll fucking never trust you again, you coward! FUCK!" Joey grabbed my wrist and held onto it with a vice like grip, pinning his coin between his hand and my bare skin. Just as I began to struggle, I felt him activate the rat in my head, and then I suddenly couldn't move as his rat started dissecting my mind. I could still think, just couldn't move. Once I realized it was futile to attempt to move any more, I focused my mental senses on what the rat was doing, but before I could analyze it very much, I felt it release the caps I had placed on my emotions. My anger about what he was doing to me quadrupled as my empathic abilities went into overdrive as all the previous anger and rage I had built up over the years poured through my soul. As his rat continued its dissection of my mind, my consciousness began seeking out a way to get my revenge, and then all of a sudden, I could see again. Joey wisely had his eyes closed incase I tried to use my empathic abilities on him. But even though I couldn't move a muscle, I still reached out, grabbed his fucking heart and squeezed. Joey jerked as my empathic abilities poured my rage and anger into tightening my invisible grip on his struggling heart. Despite what you may think, I had no intention of killing him. Even in my enraged frame of mind I had enough sense to know I know had the winning hand and this would force him to stop whatever he was doing to me in order to live. His eyes opened a moment in a desperate gasp, but he didn't let go of my wrist and he didn't stop his rat as it started on the last third of my mind. The longer he waited, the harder I squeezed, and then suddenly the rat undid the command that kept me from moving so long. But instead of attempting to get away from Joey, I simple continued to squeeze harder to prove to him he had to stop it or else. But even when the pain became too great for him to bear, Joey managed to keep his hold on my wrist as he sank to his knees clutching his chest with his other hand. The rat was just about to finish its task when I panicked and squeezed with all I had left. And then suddenly the rat finished and erased itself from my head, leaving me stunned and blinking since it hadn't done anything but clear out commands in my head. I examined my mind until I felt Joey's hand release its grip and joined its mate next to Joey's unconscious form. Moments later I felt Joey's coin detach from my wrist and strike the bare linoleum floor with a clear sounding ping. I watched the coin as it bounced then rolled in an arc, then found myself unable to stop watching it as it began its swirling spinning, making that all familiar sound of a coin spinning to a stop yet seemingly to be calling my name as it did. The coin seemed to take forever to finally come to a rest, and as the echo of its ring fades from my ears, I became very aware of the silence which followed before reaching out and picking it up and noticing Joey's body for the first time since it began its spin. I felt... the same. Yet everything around me felt a little different. Joey. "Joey," I said gently, then more urgently, "Joey!" I rushed to his side and quickly felt his clammy wrist for a pulse, then had a moment of pure panic when I didn't feel one. "Oh shit, Joey," I said, with tears coming to my eyes. "Don't die on me. I didn't know. Fuck. Come on buddy. Share link. SHARE LINK!" I couldn't get him to respond. Telepathically or emotionally. I could feel his life force fading as I rolled him onto his back and started CPR, but it quickly became apparent he wasn't responding to it. I accidentally dropped his coin while switching from giving him air to pumping his chest, and just hearing its sound made me grab it and stare at it a moment, hoping it would somehow save him. I tore his shirt open and pressed the coin up against his chest at his heart, then tried to focus as much of my being into forcing a share link through the coin. I tried so hard I almost passed out from the exertion, but when I stopped to regain my strength, I felt something come back from the coin like a reflection of what I had tried to send through it. I tried it again, and discovered that while he still wasn't breathing or his heart wasn't beating, his life force wasn't declining like it was. I refocused myself into sharing whatever I could with him through the translucent coin, and despite the difficulty of maintaining it, I discovered a level where his life force stopped declining and I didn't get any feedback from his coin. I quickly found myself tiring, and knew I had to get help, and fast. I managed to feel out Mr. Higg's mind and call for help before I had to withdraw and concentrate completely on keeping Joey's life force from falling any more. Somehow I managed to crawl on top of Joey and lock my arms around him so we wouldn't be separated. When Mr. Higgs found us, he tried very hard to get me to tell him what to do, but all I could do was hold on to Joey and hope he wouldn't try to break us apart to get me to talk to him. When the ambulance came, the paramedics attempted to do just that, and despite the incredible strain it took me to do it, I managed to send Mr. Higgs the need to get us to Sarah along with a flashback of the time with John, Joey, and me. After that I withdrew from my senses for it was too hard to keep it up any longer. I felt as if I was lost at sea, clutching onto a piece of driftwood with my strength fading, knowing I would sink if I let go even a moment. Of course it wasn't I who would sink, but Joey. I lost track of time after that, the struggle to keep my meager trickle of a life share link going was the only thing I was aware of until suddenly I felt someone trying to pull me away. "nO!" I gasped as the offending hands successfully pulled me off him. "Stop..." "Tim, it's okay," I heard Margaret say from beside me. "Sarah's here and..." That was all I needed to hear before allowing myself to be swallowed up by the immense need for sleep. --------------- "Tim?" I heard my mother call. "Wake up, baby." I parted my eyes enough to verify my mom and dad were there, then I think I must have fell back asleep again. "Tim, you need to wake up and tell us what happened," my mother's voice said inside my head. As I struggled to awaken, I felt the distinct itch of an IV in my arm, and for a moment I wondered if I had been in an accident. But then it all came back to me, and after I opened my eyes from the shock, I saw they had monitored my thoughts and had gotten the whole story that way. "You can go back to sleep, son," my dad said as my mom turned to Margaret to explain. "Is he okay?" I asked, my eyes already shutting. "He's still asleep," I heard him say as everything faded away. ------- I woke up the next day in the early afternoon feeling a little weak, but for the most part okay. It took me a few moments to remember what I was doing there, then as soon as I did, I reached out to find out who all was there and most importantly, how Joey was. Sarah, Margaret, Tom, and my mom were trying to pass the time away by playing cards, and I found Joey in intensive care still asleep and feeling pretty weak, but seemed to be all there if you know what I mean. Joey's mind was still encrypted, not that there was much going on while he was asleep like that, but it made finding out why he had done what he had done impossible until he woke up. When I contacted my mom, Margaret, Tom and she came to my room to see me, and I got the distinct impression that Sarah was convinced this whole mess was all my fault. After giving them more details of what happened, I was disappointed to learn they had no more of an idea why Joey went through so much trouble to clear out my head, especially to the extent that he almost died carrying it out. Suzi brought Jennifer with her after school to visit, and after waiting ten minutes for Jennifer to end her hug, Suzi excused herself and left to check on Joey. Since there wasn't really anything wrong with me, I got to go home that night with my mom, but I was right back up there the next morning with Suzi to wait with Joey's parents for him to awaken. Suzi and I were allowed in Joey's room for a few minutes to see him, and while I attempted to contact him, Suzi clung to my arm watching him, then she sighed just as I gave up. "I feel so helpless," she said softly. "I know, so do I." "But... I've felt helpless before. But now... I feel even smaller and less significant than ever." "He'll be okay. You know he will." She sighed again, then let go of my arm and gave Joey a kiss on the forehead before wiping one of her tears off the side of his face. I followed her out, lost in my own thoughts about why he would have risked his life for nothing. I couldn't understand Joey's reasons, for it seemed so futile. All I knew was he had done it believing it was the right thing to do, and I couldn't ignore that fact. The weekend crawled by, for I spend the entire day Saturday and Sunday at the hospital waiting for Joey to wake up to put an end to my confusion about his motives. My mother ordered me to go to school on Monday, and I conceded to going as long as I was notified the moment Joey woke up. Jennifer was a little upset when I insisted I go to school in Midge, but I made it up to her by sending a limo to pick her and her girlfriends up for school. For some reason I couldn't explain, I had this deep need to keep Joey's coin on me at all times. Like as if it contained a part of him, a part of him that wanted to be with me... I know it sounds silly, but I was trying to rationalize things which weren't rational, but emotional, and at the time I didn't question it because it comforted me to believe. I landed Midge back behind the school where she wouldn't be in the way and yet close enough that I could leave in a hurry if I needed to. I went up to the room for a while and started to pack up some of the personal things out of a feeling of nostalgia. I didn't get very far before losing myself in the painting of the three of us with the twins in their baby blue dresses. I managed to snap myself out of it when I sensed Jennifer arriving, then realized it was getting close to the five minute bell and decided to go meet her before class. As I walked down the stairs to the first floor, I became aware of... something familiar about almost everyone I passed. It was very vaporous, like something I had forgotten but was trying to surface, yet wasn't a memory. As the hustle and bustle of the halls increased, this sensation I was trying to feel out started to become more defined. I paused in the hall near the front doors to let it grow, and kept an eye out for when Jennifer would come in the door. Just as Jennifer walked in, it happened. That empathic sense of corruption of ones soul came back to me with full force, and everyone around me had the clear tell tale signs of being altered in ways only known to... "Jennifer, I need to talk to you upstairs," I said emotionlessly, my emotions having turned off at this shock of a discovery. "What, now?" she said surprised. "But we got to get to..." "Right now," I said firmly. I didn't wait to walk with her, and that clearly disturbed her enough to run up the first flight of stairs and ask, "Tim, what's wrong? Did something happen to..." "Joey is still asleep, but I now understand why he did what he did." "Why?" I didn't say anything, and Jennifer took the hint and didn't say anything more. When we reached the room, I unlocked it and let us in, then closed the door and turned towards her and said, "Mr. Higgs said I would have to be firm when you made a mistake without knowing it, but you knew what you were doing so I imagine you will have to be punished." "Punished?!? What for?" she cried. "You know very well what for. For deceiving me, for altering people to fit your wishes. Tell me, Jennifer. Did Lee really fall in love with me, or were you just testing my loyalty?" "What? Tim, what's wrong with you?" she said while trying to probe my head. "That won't do any good, Jennifer. I won't let you alter my perception again." "Tim, please... Just let me look? I think Joey might have done...." "Joey most certainly did do something. He cleared my mind of your commands and for the first time in a long time I can see things clearly again. I didn't want to believe you could ever deceive me. I don't know who you are any more, Jennifer. You're not the person I fell in love with." "Yes I am! Tim! Please believe me! Joey's done something to you! I'd never..." "It all makes sense now. The Timmitis, Lee's guilt and desire to find a real lover, your dad's new job, you constructed these things over a long period of time so I wouldn't realize you were..." "No, Tim, NO! PLLLLEEEE EEE EASE!" she cried as she plastered herself against my chest and clung to my shirt. "Please let me in your head! You're..." "You knew Joey was a threat. His encryption kept you from altering him slowly, so you distracted him by having Suzi breakup with him, Tommy not letting the share link with him. And then even that wasn't enough, so you out right attacked him..." "Tim, look in my eyes! Please?!? Look in my eyes so you can see I'm not lying! You have to believe me. I haven't done anything like what you're saying! Please! I love you. I LOVE YOU. You have to believe ME!" Her plea was reasonable, but more than that her desperate sincerity pulled at my heart and soul. My emotions began tumbling back to me as I looked in her eyes, and I wanted to believe her. Oh, how I wanted this to be all a misunderstanding! But as I looked in her eyes, I felt the coin in my pocket surge with life and energy, and then suddenly I could see beyond her eyes, and what I saw there were lies. Selfish undeniable deceitful lies. For a moment I stood there feeling as if all time had stopped while this pressure deep within started building and building. The anger inflicted into my psyche when Joey released his during our intended brainwashing fuck brought all of my own anger to focus before suddenly exploding inside my mind. The noise I made... It started out like a whine, but grew into a growl and then a monstrous roar. Jennifer backed away from me just before I tried to hit her with all my might, and after I grabbed the recliner nearest to me and tried to slam it into her, she ran out of the room terrified of my mindless rage I was consumed with. Instead of chasing her, however, I remained in that room and began stomping, kicking, ripping anything I could get my hands on apart, smashing everything that I could smash, and basically destroying everything in the room. No one came near the room, in fact I recall noticing everyone in the school being outside like as in a fire drill as I tossed one of the refrigerator doors out the window and it hit someone's car. Even after breaking everything into pieces and wearing myself out to the point I couldn't stand, I faintly recall pounding my fists into one side of the refrigerator until they bled, then trying to find something big enough to finish the job before passing out in the middle of the mess. I woke up with bandages on my hands strapped into a hospital bed with my mother standing over me with a deeply worried expression on her face. I had a lot of difficulty keeping my eyes open, and I later learned I was still tranquilized so my mother could check my state of mind without risking me passing my madness onto her somehow. After I fell back to sleep, my mom and Dr. Cain went through my mind searching for what caused my explosion of violence, then allowed my tranquilizers to expire so I would wake up naturally. I woke up sometime in the middle of the night, but because I was still strapped down and my mom had disabled my telepathy, I couldn't call anyone and ended up going back to sleep after a while. I was wide awake when my mom and dad came in the room early the next morning, and the first words out of my mouth were, "Where's Jennifer?" The looks on their faces made my heart beat double before I repeated my question with a higher degree of anxiety. Their attempts to try and calm me down only made me that much more upset, but I finally grabbed a hold of myself and shut up long enough for my mom to attempt to change the subject on me. "Mom, I swear to God if you don't just straight out tell me where she is, I'm going break these fucking bonds and go find her myself!" After a hesitating a moment, my dad said, "She's gone, Tim." "What do you mean, she's gone?" "He means she's gone. Jennifer, her sister, her father... No one seems to know where they are. Their things are gone from their home, no one has seen them since Mr. Higgs sent her home yesterday after your attack. We've notified the police, but they said..." I closed my eyes and stopped listening, not wanting to believe it and refused to let anything more in. Jennifer leave me? She wouldn't do that. She just wouldn't. No matter what I had done, she wouldn't have just ran away like that. But she had. After I was released from the hospital, I went straight to her house and found all their furniture still there, but nothing else. Pictures, clothes, jewelry, and themselves were missing. I still couldn't accept it. I just couldn't. After Dr. Cain went through my psyche with a fine tooth comb, she had me put the caps back on my anger which I should have done after what happened to Joey, then sent me home for a week for observation before allowing me to return to school. When my mom finally released my telepathy, the first thing I did was reach out to find Jennifer's mind. I spent several hours stretching myself as far as I could, then attempted to find her with a pulse so big my mom and dad were yelling at me for giving them monstrous headaches from all the "telepathic feedback" it caused. A day without Jennifer's loving touch wasn't bad, and two days was bearable, but then it turned into three days and that's when I went numb. Like a safety feature, my emotions shut off when I started to crack under the strain of the love of my life having left me. I stayed in school and went through the routine of day to day life that week, but I wouldn't call it much of a life when you're just an emotionless robot like I was. A week turned into two, and there was still no sign of Jennifer, Lee, their father, or Trip for that matter. I felt no pain, but I also felt no joy. No smile showed up on my face, no frown, and most importantly, no tears ran down my face. I avoided any possible triggering of the emotional explosion I knew waited beneath the stone cold face I wore. I kept myself busy after school and on the weekends by working on Midge. I added lights for night time flying, then when I came across a mail order company selling kits and engines for helicopters and other hobbyist rotorcraft, I ended replacing Midge's engine and blades entirely after having them rush ship me the parts. At school, distractions were constantly presenting themselves, mostly due to the fact that everyone knew that Jennifer had left me and I was now "available." I was constantly plagued with girls following me, passing me notes, giving me looks which ranged from "Would you please fall in love with me?" to "Would you please fuck me?" I simply wasn't interested in any of that. Joey woke up two days after I was released from the hospital, and after staying another three there, he went home and went back to school the next week. Joey and Suzi were constantly trying to motivated me to let my emotions out, but thankfully Joey teaching Suzi everything he knew kept them both pretty busy. You see, after the dust settled and Joey got out of the hospital, Joey came to me for a very large and personal favor. He wanted to link with me for a long term kind of basis, but not because he wanted it for himself. He wanted to then link with Suzi and effectively give her the same telepathic abilities which I share with him in the link. I refused at first, telling him it would only corrupt Suzi like it had him. His intentions were to provide her the means to see for herself how much he truly cared for her, and that at anytime she doubted it, she could just look inside his head, and even change whatever she wished if she desired to. But after two days of seeing the pain and anguish on his face whenever I passed him in the halls or saw him in class, I reconsidered and went with him over to Suzi's that evening. I didn't see why we both should have to be separated from our loves like that. Suzi's dad was plainly distressed by us showing up on his doorstep and asking to see her. Even her mother was feeling anxiety during our visit, mostly because of what Suzi had told them of Joey's recent enslavements and stuff. If I hadn't been with him, Joey would have never gotten past the door, not that Suzi's dad trusted me any more than Joey at the time. Mr. Aster simply was afraid of what I could do, and believed I would have changed his mind if he refused to let us see Suz. In fact he believed I had done exactly that after we were inside, but Joey and I were already heading for Suzi's room where she was working on homework before he could try and stop us. "Suz?" Joey said, knocking on her closed door. "Go away, Joey," she said after recovering from the shock of him being at her door. "I don't want to talk to you." "Suz, let us in, please?" I said. "We need to talk to you." I watched her symbols spin about her mind a few moments, then they raised and came towards us, but stopped before reaching the door. "What do you want?" she said a bit shakily. "It's okay, Suz," Joey said with emotion. "Really. Please let us in." "No, I don't think it would be a good idea," she said after several long moments of silence had passed. "But..." Joey began to protest before I motioned him to be quiet, then I sat down next to the door and indicated for him to do the same. "Suz, when we were in Joey's room at the hospital, you said you felt even smaller and less significant than ever before. Because I was so upset with what I did and why Joey did what he did, I suppose I didn't see what you really meant by it. But I do now, and I'm sorry for making you feel like that." "Like what?" she said in an uncertain voice. I could feel Joey focusing his attention on me for my response, which was, "For making you feel small and insignificant." "What did you..." Joey began before Suzi cut him off by saying, "What makes you think you made me feel that way?" "Remember when we were going to start bringing other people into our links and you said you'd rather not participate in those links, just the private three ways? Ever since then, Joey and I took that to mean you weren't interested in the nuts and bolts of what we did with our abilities. After a while I believe we accepted your disinterest to mean you simply didn't understand it in the first place, and that lead to you feeling left out." "When did I every say I felt left out?" Suzi argued. "You told me Joey and I had never tried to show you anything because you couldn't understand or you didn't know what it's like. You were tired of being the helpless and dumb mute around us. Well Joey has convinced me it doesn't have to be that way any longer." "What do you mean?" I looked at Joey, so he said, "Tim's agreed to let me link with him so I can link with you too. You'd have all the abilities I have while I'm linked to a telepath, and then I'd teach you everything I know, give you access to every part of my mind, let you change anything you wa..." "What makes you think I want any of that now?!?" Suzi yelled in an exasperated voice. "Because you love him, and you want to be able to trust him again. Can you think of anything else which wouldn't leave you wondering if he just wasn't lying to you?" "Please Suz? I don't want to..." Joey said before putting his face in his hands and taking a deep breath to keep from crying. "What?" Suzi demanded. "Finish what you were going to..." "I don't want to live without you!" Joey exclaimed in a desperate voice. "It's like everything... my life... my dreams... my desires... EVERYTHING!!" he screamed before sobbing uncontrollably a few moments. "Everything just doesn't matter without you," he said in a very small voice in between his sobby breaths. Suzi's door opened slowly, then she stood in the doorway, holding onto the door as if she was afraid we'd rush her at any moment. Her cheeks were wet, and after Joey slowly crawled over to her feet, a few more tears ran down them as he gently embraced her left leg and began sobbing against it. I was as surprised as Joey when she suddenly took a hold of his hair and pulled his face away from her skin. As his tears changed from sorrow to pain, Joey let go and struggled to rise to his feet as her tugs implied, then nearly fell over when she let go and slapped him in the face really hard. "That was for deceiving me, for making me wish I had never known you, and basically turning my life into another living hell. If you really mean what you said, about letting me in your head and changing you into whatever want, then let Timmy form a three way so I can make sure you're not leaving anything out." "I... Okay, I will, but... It's not that easy any more, Suz. I've been doing things to my mind to try and make it impossible for anyone to alter me or read my thoughts without my permission. I need to undo some things... Please believe me?" She studied his earnest looking face, then just as her face showed her anger, she slapped him again, sounding harder than the first. But then she sighed, and said, "I'm sorry, Joey.. I shouldn't have done that. I've just been so... Angry at you lately that it's hard to..." "I know, Suz," Joey said looking at me while rubbing the red spot on his cheek. "I know how it feels, believe me. If it helps, you can slap me as much as you want." To his surprise, she immediately slapped him again, but this time it was more like a love tap than an angry strike. Suzi went out to tell her parents what was going on while Joey laid down on her bed to undo his security patches to his mind. I sat down at Suzi's desk and became absorbed in checking her math assignment for mistakes while Joey's mind buzzed with activity, both of us ignoring the argument going on out in the kitchen at the time. Joey didn't notice when Jason came home and entered the argument. At first he sided with their parents, but then changed his mind and launched his own bombshell by admitting he had been a slave himself at times while going to Central State and it having not been all that bad of an experience. At that point I decided they were all getting too emotional to make any rational decisions, so I walked out to the kitchen and waited until Frank noticed me, his eyes drawing everyone's else's attention to me and they all eventually shut up. "I once believed that my abilities would corrupt me into a monster, and I would lose Suzi, Joey, my mom, my friends... When I met my dad, he was exactly the kind of person who I feared I'd become, and I hated him for tempting me with his corrupted way of life. "But my mom and I have helped him change, and I don't see him as the monster I once did. I don't pretend to make it sound like what he does is okay, but compared to others I have met or have heard of, my dad just isn't the evil person I took him for. "Suzi is one of the most compassionate and caring individuals I have ever met. She works very hard in the student council to make this year as enjoyable as possible for everyone, and she does that because.. Well, that's just the way she is. Yes, these powers produce the greatest temptations imaginable, and yes I believe Suzi will eventually use them in ways which would most likely upset you. "But I know Suzi is incapable of being cruel or heartless, and if there is anyone who can help Joey resist the temptations, Suzi is the one to do that. In any case, Suzi's heart will keep her from doing what isn't right. I've always trusted that about her, and I've relied on it on a number of occasions. I have faith in her, and I think you should too." "Well I do," Jason said, putting his bulging arms around her from behind and giving her a gentle squeeze. Frank and Betty were both searching their feelings, Franks eyes looking distant while Betty's flickered from Suzi's and Jason's faces, once in a while glancing at me. Then Frank finally focused his eyes on Suzi, and moments later he and Betty glanced at each other, seeing they both were feeling the same thing. "Well... I guess that means you'll be going to Central State, won't you," Frank sighed, sitting down in a chair with a defeated sigh. "Uhm, me too," Jason said, giving Suzi another squeeze. "I mean, I'd be nuts if I didn't with my little sister running the place." "Oh?" Suzi said with a wicked grin. "What makes you think I'll cut you any slack? Most girls would love to make their brother wait on them hand and foot." "You wouldn't do that, would you?" Jason asked. "Careful, Jason. This is Suzi you're talking about," Betty said. "Shit. You're right," he said, letting her go with an anxious expression. But then he looked at me and said, "Uhm, hey Tim..." "Sorry Jason. I'm not going to Central State next year. I can't help you." This seemed to disturb everyone a little, but no one said anything even though I knew Suzi would later on. "Hey," Joey said, walking in. "Why wasn't I invited to the party?" "Are you done?" Suzi immediately snapped at him. "Uhm, yeah," Joey said rather meekly. "Well? Just don't stand there! Form that link thing with Tim and let's get on with it," Suzi commanded. I followed Joey and Suzi out, barely catching Frank saying, "I think everything will be all right. She's already got Joey under her spell, doesn't she?" "He's not the only one," Betty said. "Is he Tim?" "No, I suppose he isn't," I thought back to them. "We're all under her spell in some form or another. Even me." "Even me," I repeated softly as Joey formed the share link as he and Suzi sat down on her bed, staring into each other's eyes... I left without a word, having sensed the strain on my emotional block from seeing the same look in their eyes as when Jennifer and I had felt our love pulling each other in. For the next several weeks, everyone around me kept trying to get some kind of emotional response from me, and even though I knew very well I could easily fool them by acting like I had, I didn't see what the point to deceiving them would be. Two weeks before the prom, my new car came in. I spent the entire day driving around in it, having this overwhelming hope that Jennifer would somehow see me in it and show herself. She never did. As the prom drew closer, my locker and car were constantly being decorated by girls hoping my own trick would work on me and I'd ask them to the prom. Joey and Suzi convinced me I had to go, so I decided it would be best if I went without a date and just dance with different girls all night. I wore an all black tux, no white whatsoever, even my jockey shorts were black. I entered the ballroom of the hotel it was being held in and found myself being surrounded by girls all wanting to dance the first dance with me. "Tim," I heard Suzi say from the far right. "Excuse me ladies," I said, following my lock on her mind over to her and Joey. "Shit, Tim. Maybe you should have them all draw numbers or something," Joey said amused. "I was thinking they could just form a line and wait their turn, but they all seem to want to go first." "If I hadn't promised Joey the first dance..." Suzi began. "No, that okay Suz," I said. "I'll just sit the first one out then see who still wants to dance." "Hey," Joey said in a gentle voice. "If you feel anything about to break..." "You both will be the first to know, believe me. Excuse me. Brad wants me." I went over to Brad and his date Gloria Harr who he had been working on getting her to go out with him ever since we first saw her in the hall that faithful day I met Jennifer. Gloria's eyes took a serious interest in me as I approached, then pulled her luscious body away from Brads to formally say, "Hello." "Hi," I simply said without emotion. "Hey man, Gloria here wants to know if you would save her a dance later. It's cool with me, you know." "I'll try to fit you in since you're Brad's date. I take it you got a room for after the prom?" I asked. Gloria started turning red, but Brad wasn't phased in the slightest, mostly since he had been talking about it at lunch for the past few days on whether or not to get one. "Yeah, I got one. We've already checked it out, didn't we?" "Uhm, yeah," Gloria said annoyed. "Look you want to dance, or talk all night?" she said, pulling him towards the dance floor. "Later, man," Brad said, giving me an evil grin before pinching Gloria's ass and making her jump. "Later, Brad," I said emotionless. After the first dance ended, I started dancing with any girl who came up and asked, finding the differences in their approaches and suggestions entertaining. Some simply wanted to dance with me to say they danced with me, others wanted to dance with me hoping it would be a slow song so they could snuggle up to me. Three or four tried to lure me into meeting them somewhere after the dance, but unlike last time, all my emotions were off, including the sexual kind. I did make an exception with Rachael, however. During our slow dance, she whispered in my ear, "How about one last fuck between old friends after the last dance?" I paused a moment to look to see if she was serious, then said, "Where?" "A few of us girls got a room just upstairs. We haven't told our dates just incase you might... be interested?" "I suppose that would be okay. I don't really have any plans made for after the dance." She tried to french me on the spot, but I acted as cold as a corpse so it ended as quick as it began, and then the song ended. "I'll see you later then?" she said a bit confused by my reaction to her kiss. I simply nodded and sent an invisible finger up her crack which made her spin around to see who did it, then smiled at me as she left. I was kept busy dancing, and despite the lack of emotions, I had a pretty good time dancing with a different girl every song. I sat one song out to rest and get another refreshment, then after nodding to my next chosen partner and waiting for the song to end, one of the parents running the prom came on and said, "Good evening Seniors! The ballots for king and queen have been tallied, but before we announce them we want to remind you all..." I became very aware of all the eyes suddenly focused on me, and I felt a moment of modesty that triggered a partial blush. "Please don't let it be me," I muttered softly as another parent got on to go through his little speech of safety first. Tonya Kline, the girl who I would have been dancing with next, had heard my muttering and threw me a questioning look which I ignored. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Brad glancing at me, and then I felt Joey doing the same thing a moment later from behind me somewhere. I had this desire to leave before they could announce it, mostly because I suddenly didn't want to dance with anybody but... her. "Timothy Brandton!" I heard them exclaim. After the hoots, hollers, and clapping died down, the lady who announced my name said, "Come on Tim. Don't you want to say something?" I calmly walked up to the stage and stepped in front of the mic and gazed out onto the crowd of people whom for the most part I knew from one class or another. I quickly drew a blank as to what to say, but then I felt Joey's mind touch mine and say, "It's been a great year?" "Uhm, thanks. I uhm... It's been a great year?" I didn't understand what was so funny, since I thought it was very appropriate for the circumstances. I looked at Joey who had joined in the group laugh, and all he could do was shrug and grin. "And now, His majesty's Queen is..." she said before purposely dropping the envelope with the name in it for the suspense value, then was so surprised at the sudden silence as she stood up, she paused to look around. "Oh, uh, the Queen is... Oh, isn't that nice. Madam President is now Queen Suzi Aster!" "ME!" I heard Suzi exclaim as the room was filled with a mixture of congratulations and curses. "I didn't do it!" Joey exclaimed after Suzi slapped his upper arm. I could see Suzi was about to argue with him, so I moved back over to the mic and said, "Uhm, Suz? I think they would like you to say something. Up here I mean." I watched her demonstrating her telepathic skills by cleared a path to the stage, then stomped her way up the steps with a look of annoyance before her own modesty kicked in and suddenly became a little stage shy. She walked up to the mic, then opened her mouth but found she too didn't know what to say. As they put the crown on her head, she looked over at me for help, so I whispered the first thing that came to my mind. "Its been a great year?" She rolled her eyes, then remembered some of the lines she and LeAnne had come up with for her acceptance speech for class president. But then she looked out on the crowd and found she did know what she wanted to say, and it wasn't rehearsed at all. "I want to thank everyone. Not just for this, but for... for being there when we needed you. We as in Joey, Tim and I. We would have never made it without friends like you. You're all the best... And uhm... Class of 89 RULES!" After the deafening roar from that last bit, the lady running the show tried to calm them down, then said, "And now the King and Queen will lead everyone in the next dance." "Well, I guess this is our dance, huh Timmy?" Suzi said as we got down to the dance floor. "I was sort of saving the last one for you, but this is pretty good too." As we moved into position, I looked over and saw Joey's smiling face, then surprised myself by giving him one of my own. "I saw that," Suzi said with a grin when I turned my head back to her. My smile vanished as the music began, and Suzi said with concern, "Are you okay?" "I know this song. It's one of... our songs." I mouthed the first line as it was sung, and found Suzi pulling me to her and starting to dance as it went on. We're the King and Queen of Hearts Call me when the music starts All my dreams come true When I dance with you Promise me you're mine tonight I won't wait in line tonight While the lights are low I'll never let you go In that dream we'd dance forever In a wish we made together On a night that I prayed would never end No it's not my imagination Or a part of the orchestration Love was here And the combination... I'm the King, You're the Queen of hearts As I felt my emotions trying to return, I tightened my hold around Suzi and buried my face in her shoulder trying to find the safe warm place I wanted to hide in. But as the instrumental section of the song ended and the singing began again, I could only hold on and hope to make it through to the end without falling apart. Time will pass and tears will fall But someday we'll both recall Moments made of these Gold memories In that dream we'd dance forever In a wish we made together On a night that I prayed would never end No it's not my imagination Or a part of the orchestration Love was here And the combination... I'm the King, You're the Queen of hearts As the music ended, I stayed clutching her almost afraid to let go as the storm of emotion started to dissipate. I didn't notice they hadn't put another song, for I was concentrating pretty hard on just keeping it together until Joey put his hand on my back and said, "Tim? You okay?" I raised my head enough to look at them and nod, then straightened up when I found myself still in one piece, took a shaky breath in and said, "Thanks Suz. I..." Behind them and all around us, almost everyone was watching us, even the parents on stage and the DJ. As I took this in, I saw several girls wiping their eyes and noses, a few desperately trying to fix their eyeliner that had ran. "I'm sorry. Please go back to dancing. I'm okay now. Really." As the DJ scrambled to find a song he hadn't already played, Suzi put an arm behind me just before Joey did the same on the other side of me, and I let them guide me through the mumbling crowd towards the chairs to sit down. Just before we reached it, the DJ started a new song that cut right through me like a knife. Maybe it's too late, but this feelin' is runnin' through my soul I think I learned what love is, but I'm afraid I let it go. Maybe it's too late, maybe you've already changed your mind, Turned lovin' into leavin', and.... The DJ stopped the song from the crowd's bad reaction, and even though I had heard it many times before, I suddenly wanted to hear it and listen to its words like it was the very first time. "NO! Play it!" I shouted over the crowd's noise. "Tim, I don't think that would..." Suzi said, trying to turn me around and make me sit down. "QUIET! I said, Play IT!" I commanded the crowd and the DJ respectively. Maybe it's too late, but this feelin' is runnin' through my soul I think I learned what love is, but I'm afraid I let it go. Maybe it's too late, maybe you've already changed your mind, Turned lovin' into leavin', and I'm on the outside. You can take these words to bed with you, and hold on to them at night, they can erase the emptiness, and make everything alright. But your laughter and your tenderness, will never disappear, No matter where you are tonight, a part of you is Here with me. Here with me. I don't know where you are All I know is I need you to be Here with me I know it's not too late to turn around and get it straight, It's my fate to have you here with me I can hear your voice, promising your love will never die I can feel your golden skin on mine, beneath the desert sky So how can it be true, how can you just turn and let me go? Let the story of your life with mine, forever go untold I can take these words to bed with me, and hold on to them at night, They can erase the emptiness, and make everything alright. Cause your laughter and your tenderness, will never disappear No matter where you are tonight, a part of you is here with me. Here with me. I don't know where you are All I know is I need you to be Here with me I know it's not too late... "It is too late," I said as I stopped listening to the song. "It is, isn't it?" I asked Suzi. "She's gone, and..." My emotional damn burst at that point, the flood of guilt and sorrow started flowing out of me, and both Joey and Suzi knew it wasn't about to stop until it was depleted. Somehow they managed to get me down to one of our limos and blanket the crowd to forget what happened after the king and queen dance so it wouldn't spoil everyone else's evening. They took turns holding me, giving me kisses on the cheek or back of the head as I wept, rubbing my chest and saying soft comforting things in between my crying spells. When we arrived at my home, they helped me inside, then as Suzi had me drink some orange juice from the fridge to replenish my supply of tears, Joey called my mom and told her what happened, and also not to worry because... "Suzi and I will take care of him tonight." Those words comforted me a little, but quickly lost their significance when I realized orange juice was Jennifer's favorite juice, and that's why I had so much of it... Joey ended up carrying me to my room, but after he put me down on my bed, Suzi said, "I'm going to start the tub filling. Get him undressed then bring him in to me so I can bathe him while you take a shower. Don't give me that look. You're my love slave, remember?" "Yes, dear," Joey said submittingly. "But I don't want to take a bath..." I mumbled out. "Don't argue with me," Suzi said in a parental voice as she walked into the bathroom. "You heard the lady," Joey said with a touch of humor. "Help me get your clothes off." "But I don't want..." I insisted weakly as I lifted my butt off the bed so he could pull off my black slacks. I gave up, for a part of me wanted to be babied by them like that. I laid there passively as Joey unbuttoned my shirt, but sat up on my own so he could pull it off by the sleeves from behind me, then didn't resist his arms wrapping around me tenderly for a gentle hug. "I'm waiting," Suzi called from the bathroom. Joey sighed, then gave me a peck on the neck before letting go, crawling off the bed, and taking my shorts and socks off. When I got up to walk into the bathroom, Joey picked me up, so I just clung to his neck as he carried me and gently set me down in the quarter filled jet bath. He watched Suzi begin lathering up my chest before she gave him an annoyed look that sent him scrambling towards the shower and pulling his slacks off at the same time. The time that Jennifer and I talked about showering together came back the instant Joey turned the water on, and I began to weep again while Suzi patiently washed my body gently, yet kept a firm attitude about making me move so she could wash my back and back side, and finally having me rinse by submerging under the water. "Would you like to wash me now?" she asked in a gentle voice when I was properly rinsed of. I felt like it would be nice, so I nodded and took the cloth when she offered it to me. I did her face first, then had the impulse to kiss her on the nose after soaping her face up and her eyes were closed tight. Immediately after kissing her on the soapy nose, I became very aware of our feelings for each other, and after she finished rinsing her face off, I kissed her on the lips which she accepted without resistance, and let it end when I pulled away. I proceeded to wash my way down her body, but only got as far as her waist before losing my motivation and having another round of dry crying while she finished herself up. Just as I was regaining my senses, I felt Joey's strong hands carefully taking hold under my arms and lifting me out of the water, then found Suzi wrapping a towel around me as he set me down on my own two feet. He helped her dry me off, then with a signal from Suzi, he picked me up and carried me to my bed where Suzi was already pulling the covers back and then helped me get in. "I don't know what I'd do without you two," I managed to say as I laid down on my back. "I love you..." I did my best to make some fresh tears before giving it up and relaxing to the feel of their bodies on either side of me, Joey rubbing my chest while Suzi stroked my cheek or my hair, once in a while one of them giving me a peck on the face or shoulder. Suzi turned my head to face hers, then after a testing kiss to my upper lip, she gave me a real one which I responded in turn. Feeling this need to express my love in a sensual and physical manner growing inside of me, I rolled onto my side and moved my arms to embrace her in them. As our tongues slipped into each other's mouths for their own prom dance, I felt Joey moving behind me and his lips attaching themselves to my neck to do their own little step. The old familiar sensations of their sensual and loving kisses triggered a longing for the comfort and security I had felt from our three way relationship. It was like remembering an old friend and finding him just as friendly and fun to be with as he had been, which I guess was exactly what was happening to me. My most cherished dance from my prom will be the dance the three of us recovered from our past and performed it without any real problems, although when Joey's cock entered my ass, I did wince from the sharp burning pain. But my rose stretched to its old size fairly quickly, and all three of us enjoyed Joey's pounding of my ass from the three way Joey had formed. After our orgasm, I fell asleep exhausted from all the crying as much as the lovemaking we had had. I woke up a few times, feeling the grief and guilt as strong as ever, but I didn't cry because they were there, sleeping on each side of me, my first loves, and my oldest loves, forever to be there for me. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ To read the previous chapters, check out the following sites: My home page (when server is up) at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Rass_Senip/www/ which has more than just the posted chapters like graphics and parts I rewrote or threw out. http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/Den/9691/ has a copy of my site at asstr and should always be up, but you have to live with the ads popping up there. All posted chapters can be found doing a search in the Adult section of http://www.dejanews.com/ The first 15 chapters can be reliably accessed at http://www.mcstories.com/Tim/ and will have the new chapters as soon as Simon converts them to his own html format. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----