Part XVIII - 4: My Student and Lover

"Good morning," I said as Jennifer opened the door and got in. "What's the plan for today?"

"You tell me," she said sweetly as she bent forward and gave me a kiss on the lips. "You're the teacher, I'm just the student."

"So you're feeling better about it all?" I said, noticing Lee's smiling face from the window.

"I told them everything. And I mean everything. Things I haven't even told you about... yet. My dad was surprised and a little uncomfortable about some of the... you know, really private stuff? But Lee... She came in my room after we had gone to bed and we talked about... girl stuff for hours. She understood everything I was feeling and... I guess I'm just happy to know I'm not any worse that anyone else is."

I pulled off the road so I could look at her without worrying about hitting something and said, "Uhm, Jennifer? I confused. I mean, I'm happy you told me all that, and I'm glad you're feeling good about your sexual self, but... "

"What does it have to do with my telepathy?" she said smiling, keeping herself looking straight ahead.

"Yeah, basically."

"Ever since I started Jr. High, I've watched my sister... have sex with boys before mom came home from work. I knew if mom ever found out about Lee, she'd kill her, but... I was more afraid about mom finding out that I watched Lee doing it."

"You mean, you were afraid that your mom would find out you liked watching Lee doing it."

"Yes. I... I... I used to... touch myself... whenever I watched them, but then mom caught her one day, and... she almost caught me too. I've never been so scared in my life, Tim. I swore I'd never have another thought about it, or ever touch myself like that again. I've been so good about it too. And mom made it easier for me by spending more time with me. I guess what I was afraid of the most with this telepathy stuff was... not being able to resist making others do those things instead of doing it myself. That's what Lee and I talked about last night. I didn't tell her about watching her with her boyfriends, but I told her everything else."

"Are you still worried about corrupting her somehow?"

"No... Now that I know she's much more... perverted than I am, I'm not going to worry about me making her worse than she is now."

"What about your dad? How did he take it all?"

"He had me promise never to do anything to him or Lee with out their permission, but beyond that he said he trusted me, and you... that I wouldn't do anything without having a good reason and thinking it through. I think he got that out of some parenting hand book because it sounded rehearsed or something."

"So everyone is cool with it? Including you?"

She finally turns her head to face me and says with enthusiasm, "I think I want to do it now. I mean, I think I'm going to like it once I understand it, and I'm not afraid of hurting anyone anymore. I also know you've wanted me to do it from the start, and I'm starting to see why."

"Really? You mean, once you get the hang of it, you won't just hang it up?"

"I've thought about it a lot last night. Actually, I've been thinking about it for weeks now. I think as long as never force people to something I'll be okay. If I ever do, then I'll know I've gone too far and I'll have to figure out some kind of punishment or something for myself to keep me from doing it again. But I won't, I know I won't so I guess... Yes. I won't hang it up later. Unless you think I should?"

"No way! Oh Jennifer... You know what this means? I mean, you, me... Oh baby... This is like the greatest present you could have ever given me!" I exclaimed as I grabbed her and hugged her really hard.

"I love you so much," she managed to say.

"I love you so much too," I said with tears in my eyes.

We sat there holding each other for several minutes, and the only thing that snapped us out of our embrace was a police car pulling up behind us and turning his lights on.

After an embarrassing minute of sort of explaining why we were sitting there on shoulder, he told us to get to school or he'd write up a ticket. I knew he was joking about the ticket, yet I still took his advise, and gave him one of my smiles that gave his already good mood an extra lift.

We decided to wait until after school to start anything dealing with her telepathy, but apparently her telepathy couldn't wait that long.

"Mrs. Nottleman?" the PA suddenly said in my third hour.

"Yes?"

"Could you please send Timothy Brandton to the nurse's office?"

"Of course. He'll be right... Wait. Where'd he go?"

I was already half way to the nurse's office by that time, for as soon as I had probed the secretary's mind out of habit, I had ran out of the room, probably even before she had said my name.

Okay, so I'm not the smoothest guy when it comes to emergencies. Well, at least when it came to Jennifer anyway. I sort of ran a little too hard down the hall towards the nurse's office door. When I reached the door I couldn't slow down fast enough and ended up crashing into the floor. And to top it all off, Mr. Higgs hit me with the door when he came out to investigate the noise.

"Are you okay?" he said, helping me up.

"Uhm... Yeah. Thanks," I said, my face all red from embarrassment.

"Tim... " Jennifer called from inside.

I nearly ended up crashing into the floor again when I tried to get in the nurses office as fast as I could and tripped on Higgs' foot. Luckily the nurse was there to break my momentum, and between the two of us we kept each other from hitting the floor.

"Sorry... Sorry... " I said as Higgs' mouth dropped open. "Jennifer... What... what's... Why... "

"They're back," she said. "I've tried to ignore them, but they make me dizzy... " she said as her eyes tried to follow the symbols they couldn't see.

"Oh... Oh, okay... Let me... get my... breath back. Whew! You had me scared."

"Sorry," she said sweetly while smiling weakly at me.

"Tim, what exactly is going on?" Higgs asked. "All she's been telling us is she's dizzy, and that she needs to see you."

"Uhm... " I said, biting my lower lip and glancing at the nurse.

"Wendy, could you give us a few minutes?" Higgs said, taking the hint.

"All right, but if her dizziness gets any worse... "

"You'll be the first to know," Higgs said.

Once the door closed behind her, I said, "I was going to tell you this after school today, but I guess now is as good of a time as ever. Jennifer is telepathic, but she's... "

"Wait. You told me she wasn't affected by it."

"I know. And she isn't. But she is telepathic. Remember when you asked me to clear out the office upstairs? Well, it all started from that."

"But that was over a month ago!" Higgs exclaimed.

"I know, but Jennifer didn't want to be a telepath. She wanted to just ignore it and hope she would never reach this point. And until Saturday, I thought she would get her wish. But she started breaking out at the dance, and now... Well, she doesn't have any control over it yet, so I'm going to teach her how."

"What do you mean, she doesn't have control over it?" he said.

"I mean she has... used. It. Uhm... "

"You were just going to let her walk around my school all day? Without any conscious control over her... her... abilities?!?"

"Well? Yeah?" I said apologetically.

He sighed, then rubbed both eyes using his thumb and index finger and said, "There's no way to stop her from... breaking out... until after school?"

"No."

"Jennifer," he said, looking down at her with a look of concentration. "Do you understand that I am responsible for everyone at this school, and that I can't allow the chance you might accidentally cause someone to get hurt? I know you wouldn't do anything on purpose, but... "

"Yes... I understand," she said with a little fear in her voice.

"Good girl," he said, taking the edge off his voice and smiling at her reassuringly. Then he turned to me with a serious but soft expression and said, "If I remember correctly you said her family are not immune to it like she is."

"That's right. But her cousin is. Scott Brickman. He's a freshman."

"Scott Brickman?" Higgs said surprised. "He's not... "

"A telepath? Definitely not. I've tested... Wait. You know him, don't you."

"Well, I am his principal, so don't be so surprised. But yes, I know him all right. In fact I told you about his first day on _your_ first day back. Remember?"

"Uhm, no... Oh wait. You mean... Scott was the one who Jay picked on? No wonder. Hmmm... Actually, it does kind of sound like Scott come to think of it. He doesn't really have a chip on his shoulder, but he's... "

"Tim?" Jennifer said. "I tired of being dizzy... "

"Oh... Sorry... " I said to her.

"Well, besides Scott and yourself, is there anyone else who could stay with her during the day that she couldn't accidentally... tamper with? Maybe your mother?"

"Oh... Well, yeah. I guess," I said a little disappointed. "You want me to see?"

"Yes, please. You can use that phone," he said, pointing to the one on the nurses desk.

"Uhm... That's okay... " I said with a little grin. "I got my own... "

I easily found my mother's mind and presented the situation to her, and she quickly agreed to watch her while I was at school, and said she'd be there in a limo in about an hour.

"Uhm, she'll be here in an hour," I said, then got an idea. "Mr. Higgs... "

"Don't bother," he said with another sigh. "All right. Take her home with you or wherever you're going to go, but I want your word that you'll be here tomorrow all day no matter what kind of progress you're making with her. And I want to talk to her father on the phone to make sure he's okay with it all."

"Yeah... Cool... Thanks, Mr. Higgs," I said excitedly.

After setting things straight with my mom and her dad, I pulled my car up to the front entrance, then Mr. Higgs and I helped her out to my car.

"I wish I could just close my eyes and stop seeing them," she said after we were on the road for a few minutes. "Did they make you dizzy when you started seeing them?"

"To tell you the truth, no. You okay? You don't feel any worse, do you?"

"No... " she said distantly.

By the time I pulled into my garage, Jennifer was sound asleep. I tried to get her inside with out waking her up, but she woke up the moment I lifted her out of the car.

"I feel better," she admitted sleepily. "They're gone. I think I can walk."

"No, that's okay," I said, smiling at her tenderly. "I want to carry my bride across the threshold and then take her to our bedroom for our honeymoon."

"Mmmmmm... That sounds nice. Of course there won't be any sex," she said.

"No sex, just lots of TLC."

Once I had carried her to my room and laid her on my bed, I told her not to move a muscle, that I would take care of everything. She sleepily nodded her compliance, then watched me as I took off my coat, followed by hers.

"Now, I'm going to make us both a little more comfortable, okay? Just trust me."

"I trust you," she said, blinking away some of her sleepiness.

I untied her shoes, then carefully rolled her socks off her feet and gave both her feet a good rubbing. Her eyes were shut while I rubbed her feet, but they opened back up to watch me as I removed my own shoes and socks then got really big when I removed my shirt and pants.

But she didn't' say a word as I crawled up beside her, just stared at me a little uncertainly until I reached down to begin pulling up her shirt.

"I thought you agreed no sex?" she said anxiously, yet not resisting me.

"Jennifer, we're not going to have sex. If you don't want me to do this, I'll stop right here, but I think you want me to, don't you."

"But... but why... why if you don't want to have sex do you want... "

"Because I love you, and I want us to share the feel of our heat beats against each other's chests. I think we can handle it without letting become sexual, don't you?"

"I don't know... I guess... "

"Do you want me to stop? Or continue?"

"Continue," she whispered anxiously.

"Uhm... If I do continue, I won't just be stopping with your shirt or your bra... I know you're still afraid of losing control of yourself, and I want to prove to you we both are strong enough for this. You can do this Jennifer. I know you can, just as I know how beautiful you really are. You believe me about that now, don't you?"

"I believe you. I'll believe whatever you say for now on too," she said with open honest eyes staring into mine.

I kissed her nose, then carefully raised her up into a sitting position before lifting her shirt up and over her head. Before I moved on, I reestablished our eye contact, then didn't let it falter as I reached behind her and unclasped the small bra covering her chest.

Her eyes contained some fear as I brought the straps forward, and she shivered when it fell away from her breasts. She feared my rejection of their size and the way the areolas literally covered half of her breasts' surface rather than anything else, so when I finally did break our eye contact to gaze upon her chest, I was pleased to find that they were of fair size considering her weight and age and only found her areolas erotic, not weird.

"They're very beautiful, Jennifer. You have nothing to be ashamed of there. May I touch them?"

"You don't think the... the... nipples... make them look too strange?"

"No... Not at all. I bet if you showed them to Lee and asked about them, she'd say hers probably looked just like these when she was fourteen. Oh Jennifer, please? May I touch them? Please?"

"Okay," she said with tension. "Just be careful? They're really sensitive now and... MMmmmmmm... "

"I bet they are," I said, gently rolling the nipples with my fingers while making as much direct contact to the areolas as possible. "You like that?"

"Uhh huh?" she said with her eyes shut and her mouth open.

I stopped and waited for her to look up, and as soon as she did I said, "Guess who taught me that?"

"Who?" she asked as she hesitantly tried to replicate it with her own fingers.

"My mom."

"Your mom?" she said, stopping her finger's movements.

"Yep. She also taught me this," I said, laying down on top of her and sucking her left erect nipple into my mouth, then expanded my mouth to cover the entire areola and began the familiar feeding motions.

She gasped and immediately her arms and hands went to my head to try and pull me off her. But after only few tugs, she relaxed as her arousal went to full bloom, and then I had to firmly hold myself in place as she struggled to pull me further up towards her mouth.

Just as with my mother every time I nursed from her breast, Jennifer's arousal rose sharply, then dissipated after a few minutes leaving only a sedated and relaxed Jennifer behind.

When I moved to do her other breast, she instantly tensed up and let out a short moan when I made full contact. This time, however, her arousal never actually stirred, so I didn't have any troubles enjoying her limp form beneath me as I sucked her nipple to satisfaction.

Once I was finished, I simply laid my head down on top of it, and listened to her breathing deepen.

After several minutes passed, I felt her hand stroke my hair, and after looking up at her for a second, I laid it back down and enjoyed her loving hand.

"Did you like that?" I thought to her.

"Yes," she said out loud.

"I'm glad, sweetie," I thought back to her. "I'm going to remove your jeans and panties next, okay?"

"Okay," she said with some nervousness entering her voice.

Then a moment later, I felt her think to me, "I'm scared."

"Don't be, sweetie. You're doing great."

"Am I... hearing your thoughts?" she thought to me.

"Yes, and for the first time you're sending your thoughts to me too. Just relax and let it happen. Don't worry about how, just let it happen."

"Okay," she said out loud and thought to me too.

As I undid her jean's I felt her nervousness shoot up, but instead of trying to comfort her, I just sped things up and quickly depantsed her.

"Tim? Stop?" she said after her nervousness turned to fear.

"What's wrong?" I said, feeling the intensity of her fear sharpen.

"I... I just... I just saw my mom's face," she said, covering her breasts with her hands.

I laid down beside her and waited for her to look at me, then as soon as she did, I reopened the empathic connection and washed her fear away with my love.

"Jennifer, if I leave my shorts on and you leave you panties on, would you be okay if stayed like this for the rest of the day?"

"But... "

"Honey, do this for me, please? I see my mother naked all the time and we have never had sex either. I want us to be comfortable with each other's bodies, and your breasts are a part of your womanhood which is safe for us to explore."

"I don't know... My mom wouldn't like it at all... "

"Your mom would have never told you how she likes your dad to fondle her breasts. I think in this case she would have understood a little bit."

"Tim? You said you'd stop if I felt you were pushing... Well, I feel you're pushing me... " she said somberly.

"Shit. You're right. I am. I'm sorry. It's just been... Well, I haven't been with a woman since I promised you, and it's really starting to get to me. You're right to stop me though. If you let me do this now, you might have let me push you into going too far, and I don't want that to happen."

"I'm sorry," she said when I rolled onto my back and sighed in frustration. "I wish I was old enough to get married so we could... "

"No... That's okay. If anything else, this is teaching me restraint where I never really had it before. Oh Jennifer... I just get so horny. I think I get it from my mom, cause she... Well, my dad does too... Oh, never mind."

"Tim? Joey said something at the dance that... Well, I just need to ask you... "

"What did he say?"

"Something like I'm a lucky girl to have you. But it just wasn't what he said, but... but the way he said it and all... I don't know. Just... "

"Go ahead, Jennifer. I'll tell you anything you want to know."

"Well... I keep getting the impression that you and he... were more than just friends?"

"We were, yes. I love you Jennifer, and you're the greatest love of my life, I swear. But I've been in love before, very much in love, and yes. Joey was one of my lovers in the past."

"And Suzi?"

"Yes."

"A-a-anyone else?"

"One other. You never met him as far as I know."

"Him?"

"Eric. Eric Robertson. He's a Sophomore right now, but he moved to Atlanta."

"And you had... "

"Sex with them? Yes. But that was then. I'm not interested in anyone but you now."

"But... "

"Jennifer, my love isn't based on what gender you are. It's the person, the soul, the mind, not the body that I love. Joey and I grew up together, and I guess at first it was because we trusted each other that we could experiment sexually a little. But then I broke out, and Joey was there to help me through it, and we eventually both felt deeper feelings for each other because of what we had shared. Suzi is the same way, and they will always be very special people in my life. But you're my love now. Not them. You."

"What about... the other guy?"

"Eric was this horny little kid who didn't know anything but the pleasure of sex when I met him. I guess I took him under my wing, and between me and Suzi we helped him find there was more to enjoy between two people than just sex. I loved him, but at that time he was just like a little brother. But then last year he showed up, and he was so... loving... Well, I couldn't help it. Joey and I had a falling out, and Suzi was seeing someone else, so I embraced his love and he helped me through some really rough moments of my life.

"But he's refused to accept that I'm alive now after he went through all the pain of losing me when I supposedly died, and now that I have you... Well, I guess I don't want to hurt him any more than I already have. And like I said, now I have you to love, and I really don't want anyone else anymore."

She had uncovered her breasts, and was actually absentmindedly tweaking one of them while she filed all this away. I was very tempted to reach out and tweak the other one, but I knew that would have been the worst thing for me to do.

So instead I closed my eyes and put my mind on what I should show her first about her own abilities, and after a few minutes I had forgotten all about my horniness.

But when Jennifer started moving closer to me and I opened my eyes to see her climbing on top of me, my dick went hard again and she felt it too.

"Promise me we never go any further than this," she said urgently while straddling me still bare chested.

"I swear. Once you know how, you can even command me never to."

"I don't think I'll have to do that," she said, lowering herself down and covering my mouth with hers.

I think I was more turned on than surprised by her aggressive tongue, and for the first time I wondered if Jennifer would go to far if I couldn't stop her. We only kissed, but damn! Did we kiss! But then after we had fulfilled our needs, Jennifer simply scooted down a bit and rested with her bare chest against my tummy and her head on my chest.

I stoked her head and part of her bare back as we rested like that in silence. And as I had hoped, I soon felt her open a thought channel with me, and I heard her peaceful thoughts while she slowly became aware of mine.

"Yes, I think I'm going to like this," she finally directly thought to me. "To be able to talk to you like this without anyone else hearing it. It's just so romantic."

"Then maybe it's time for you to learn how to open a thought channel like this when you want it. It's as good of a starting point as any other."

"Okay, but can we wait a little longer before we begin? I'd like to enjoy it a little longer."

"Sure, baby. So... What do you want to think about?"

"Well... What other things will we be able to do together?"

"There are a lot of things I'd like to do with you, but they wouldn't work on you. Unless we find out your telepathy can actually work on yourself which is very possible. But lets see... For sure, I want to take you mind hopping... That's a lot fun. We just go hopping into other people's minds and maybe doing something in their bodies, then we hop into someone else's.

"And we also can share our memories and images with each other, not just thoughts. Uhm... There's more, but they're kind of complicated and I don't want to scare you with them."

"Will we be looking at your drawings sometime today?"

"Sure, if you like. It will probably make them come back, though."

"I know. But I have so many questions about them. I just want to look at them to straighten them out in my head."

"You really feel a pull to looking at them, don't you?"

"I guess so. They just... seem so interesting."

"Yeah. They are, that's for sure. Especially yours. I've never told you exactly what attracted me to you when I first met you because you could have never understood it until now."

"Well? What was it?"

"Two things, actually... One was the purity of your heart. You really are the very sweet and kind... and gentle... Everything about you feels... good."

"And the other?" she said, blushing.

"Your symbols are like no others I've ever seen before. It's like... Well, they're all the same shape as everyone else's... but they are so much more... grand? No... Pure. Everyone else including me have like symbols made out of steel or wood or something like that. They don't look that way, just that's kind of how they feel to me compared to yours. And yours... Yours are made of crystal. Perfect and pure. They are beautiful, Jennifer. Just like everything else about you. You are the most perfect human being I've ever known."

"I don't know what to say. I'm perfect? I'm not perfect. I can't be perfect."

"No, not perfect. Just the most perfect person I've met. And you're all mine to love too."

"I love you."

"I love you."

"I love you."

"I love you."

We must have repeated that a hundred times or more before we finally let our thoughts go quiet, and soon I felt Jennifer fall asleep, the link closing all by itself when she had.

My own mind wander after a bit, for I wasn't the least bit sleepy for some reason. It was cleaning day, so there was actually some staff in the house, dusting and vacuuming, but staying clear of the part of the mansion we were in.

Just out of habit, I felt out the minds of the seven women who were happily cleaning away with the enthusiasm of child with a new toy. They were all so happy, yet it felt so false to me even though it didn't to them. Five of the women were in their early twenties, the other two were close to thirty but not yet there.

One of my greatest worries concerning Jennifer's telepathy was how she would view all this when she reached the point to where she would scan their minds just out of curiosity like I knew she would. My dad had thirty eight women and eighteen men currently serving him, and all the women were dependant on getting their master's cock at least once a month.

And then there was my mother. When I first had come home from Mexico, I simply accepted the fact both my parents had their own separate harem of slaves. I was surprised at how my mother's was considerably smaller than my father's, for at the time she had only seven men and three women, five of the men only attending her from eight to four five days a week and got paid for their time. The women and two remaining men, however, lived in the north mansion just as more than half of my father's harem did, and while they also got some pay, they probably would never use it since they rarely left the mansion unless told to.

How would Jennifer take all this? I expected her to accept it after a while, but I knew she would be very upset when she found out.

The more I thought about it, the more my mother's return to her old ways bothered me, especially after having witnessed her enslaving a guy who wasn't much older that I was and had a girlfriend who he deeply loved. That was probably the thing that bothered me the most. While she hadn't altered his feelings for his girlfriend, the amount of time he would get to spend with her was easily cut in half in order to be with my mom when she wished it. I didn't say anything to her about it, for I was applying the same rules of noninterference that I had with my dad to my mom.

If that had happened a year earlier, I would have been deeply depressed by all this, but now I was only worried, not depressed, and most of it concerned Jennifer's reaction to it all.

By the time Jennifer woke up, we were both hungry, and after trying to talk her into going topless while in my house, I lived with the compromise that she hadn't put her bra back on before putting her shirt and jeans on.

While we ate in the kitchen, I kept feeling her concentrating attempting to connect to my mind. After seven or eight tries, she gave up with a sigh, then asked me, "So, how did you learn how to listen to other people's thoughts?"

"Remember those blinds? Well, I just imagined peeking out through them at Joey, and it worked."

"Oh," she said, squinting her eyes. "Well... Tell me what you're thinking, and maybe that will... "

I let my own grin grow as she smiled a cocky smile, for I knew she had done it, and I had purposely been thinking about sucking her tits through her shirt.

"Maybe later," she thought to me with a little trouble.

I didn't mean to, but my mind flashed the thought of us showering together with our underwear on.

"Sorry," I said out loud. "It wasn't something I was seriously considering or... "

I got cut off by her smile, for I saw she had actually liked the idea.

"Jennifer, we're not going to do that because if we did, I know I would lose control. Showering with people is very... erotic to me. You understand?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right," she said a little disappointed. But then she perked up and asked, "So what's next?"

"Well, let's stick to the basics first. Next thing I think would be memory extraction. That's when you have them recall specific memories for you to read. You can't actually access other people's memories directly, but it feels like you are because... Well, lets just get you to do it, then I'll tell you how it actually works."

I had her focus her mind on mine, then called up the memory of Joey and I racing around in the go-carts. I only recalled a little bit of it, and waited for her to query me on what happened next. When she did, I simply ignored her, and after several more queries, I felt her call the memories up herself.

"Did I do that?" she said when she detected I was feeling very pleased with her.