Chapter 27

I traded cars with Missy for the trip to school. Cindi and I went invisible before we got out of the car. We made it inside with no problem, and went straight to Coach Daniels' office.

Daniels was in his office, and Cindi and I slipped in like we owned the place. Daniels was thinking about a meet coming up this Saturday. I started putting little thoughts in his head to see what would happen.

<The boys from gym class are going to be going in for a shower in a few minutes.>

We listened as he thought. <There are a couple of cute ones in this class. Too bad I can't watch them more closely. Coach Hardesty would have a fit if he saw me watching them.>

He went back to thinking about the meet. I probed deeper and found he taught gym class during next period.

<We're not going to get lucky this period Cindi. Let's give him a couple of more thoughts, then go take a break somewhere.>

To Daniels we sent. <It would be nice to be able go take a shower with the boys.>

We waited a few seconds while this sank in then sent, <If I got all hot and sweaty during class, no one could say anything if I took a shower. Why shouldn't I take a shower with the boys. I'm going to shower with the boys.>

A big smile started building on Daniels' face as we saw this sinking in. <Okay, Cindi. What would you like to do until the end of next period?>

<Why don't we go in the girls' shower room for the end of this period?>

I must say a little thrill ran through me when she said it. <Cindi! Why would you want to do something like that?>

<I don't know Mike. I'm just curious I guess. Could we do it?>

<Awh, go ahead Mike, > Sharon broke in. "I know you want to. Think of all that young pussy you'll get to see. Just be sure you come home and fuck this young pussy.>

<Sharon, yes I'd like to see all the nude girls. I guess I'm a bit of a pervert. Are you sure you don't mind?>

<Not at all Daddy.>

I know when I'm beaten, so we made our way quickly into the girls' locker room. We took up a stand next to the door of the shower room and waited for the girls to come in. Apparently they were Sophomores because Alice was one of them.

They talked and milled around and shed their clothes with less modesty than the boys showed. We got a good look at nearly all of them as they passed us going into the shower room.

Cindi and I followed them in and stood where we were not going to be splashed.

I must say, Alice has a good body. There were a lot of good bodies in that shower room. One girl, who I had always thought of as a complete nerd, and who hid her body under baggy, unattractive clothes stood out from all the rest. She was gorgeous. Clearly as pretty as any of my girls.

Cindi got distracted and I saw the girl's head pop up who I had been watching and swing in our direction. I could see her scan back and forth, then she turned so we couldn't see her as clearly.

<Sharon, who is the girl I'm looking at?>

<You mean the one you've been staring at the whole time you've been in there Dear?>

<Yes, daughter of mine. That's the one.>

<That's Melanie Williams. She's cute under those dowdy clothes isn't she?>

<More than cute Honey. She's gorgeous. She also knows we're here.>

<What?>

<Cindi must have lost control or something. Melanie whirled around and looked directly at us. I know she heard something mentally.>

<Well, Daddy. I think you two should carefully make your way out of there. As cute as all those pussys are, I think you should forgo looking at them any more.>

<You're right Sweety. Come on Cindi.>

Cindi didn't even argue. When we were out, sitting on an unused section of bleachers, Cindi said, <I'm sorry Mike. I didn't know I'd lose control like that.>

<It's okay baby. I should have known. We'll be more careful next time.>

<Cindi, lets let ourselves be seen. I want to see if Melanie notices us when she comes by. Also, drop your mind shield.>

<Are you sure that's a good idea Mike?> Bonnie asked.

<No Bonnie, but I think we have to see what happens.>

<If she reacts badly Mike, you're going to have to go in and wipe out her memory of seeing you. You know that don't you?> Thelma asked.

<Yes Thelma. I know that. We'll do what we have to do.>

A few minutes later, Melanie came walking out of the locker room, looking as dowdy as ever. She saw Cindi and I sitting on the bleachers and came straight to us.

"You're Mike Green, aren't you?" she asked.

"Yes Melanie. I'm Mike and this is Cindi."

<You were in the shower room weren't you?> she asked mentally.

<Yes again Melanie. I'm sorry for invading your privacy. Are you a natural telepath?>

<Yes, and I thought I was the only one. I think finding not one mind that was aware of others, but two was more shocking than knowing you were watching me shower, and not being able to see you.>

<Melanie, it was my fault we were in the shower room, > Cindi told her. <Mike didn't want to, but I talked him into it.>

<Don't worry about it Cindi. I'm glad you did. You can't imagine how lonely I've been.>

<Yes I can. I only found Mike and his family a little over a week ago. It is lonely.>

<Mike, you seem a little suspicious. Can you deep scan someone to see what their underlying thoughts are?>

<Yes.>

<Why don't we go somewhere private, and you can deep scan me. I want you to trust me and I don't think you can until you've done that.>

<Okay Melanie, let's go.>

We went out to Missy's car. Cindi got in the back and Melanie got in the passenger side front. She leaned her head back and said, <Do your thing guys. I'm completely open to you.>

She was too. Cindi and I probed to the very depths of her mind. She hid nothing from us. I was completely amazed she would be so open. Finally we were through.

<Melly, you have a completely beautiful mind. Thank you for sharing with us.>

<You're welcome Mike. Where do we go from here?>

<I guess a lot of it depends on where you want to go from here. There are seven of us that we know of, and we all live together. We are linked together most of the time and we share everything. Would you like to meet the rest of the group?>

<Very much Mike. The sooner the better.>

<Bonnie, do you think I should ask if she wants to link with us?>

<I'd say so Mike. We were all with you while you and Cindi probed her. She seems okay. The rest of us have talked it over and we're agreeable.>

<Sharon, what do you think?>

<It looks like you're going to add another woman to your harem Daddy. I love you.>

<I love you too Daughter/wife/lover/sister.>

<Melly, the rest of the group are all female. Cindi is the youngest, and Bonnie, who is my mother is the oldest.>

<Oh you lucky man. I'll bet you're making love to every one of them.>

<Well... yes I am. It seems to be a part of being so close. Does that bother you?>

<You mean that you're making love to your mother? No it doesn't. Just being able to talk mentally makes me feel very close to you and Cindi.>

<Would you like to meet the rest of the group right now by linking with us? I think you know most of them already.>

<I'd like that very much Mike.>

Cindi showed her how to join the link. Within seconds she was chatting with the rest of the group. <Melly, there's something you need to know up front, > I told her. <I belong to Sharon. We will be married as soon as we're old enough. She is willing to share me with everyone else, but I am hers, heart and soul.>

<That's not a problem Mike. You have to remember I can feel what you are feeling for Sharon. I can also feel the lust you are feeling for me right now, > she giggled.

<Oh that's my Daddy, > Sharon said. <He is a lusty brute.>

<Daddy?>

Sharon ran through the story for her, leaving out nothing. <Mike, you are a pervert. You are committing physical incest with Bonnie and Beth and mental incest with Sharon. That has to be the definition of pervert, > Melly laughed.

<Melly, what can I say? I love them all.>

<I know you do Mike. By the way, why are you calling me Melly? No one has ever called me that before?>

<I'm sorry. What would you like for me to call you?>

<Melly is fine. I like it actually. It's just that no one has ever called me that before.>

<Mike, we're having trouble finding a recorder like you want, > Beth told me. <They have them that small, but the sound quality is terrible.>

<We assumed you'd want to be able to pick up voices from five or six feet away, and be able to recognize who they are, > Sharon said. <There's one that is about a foot long and six inches wide that does the job, but anything smaller and you couldn't tell if it was your Aunt Mabel or your Uncle Frank talking.>

<Where are they looking at recorders?> Melly asked.

<They're at Fries down in San Jose.>

<And we're still linked? That's amazing.>

<And fun. Think of how much trouble we saved by being able to talk about it before they bought the wrong thing.>

<Melly, what kind of home life do you have? Missy was in an abusive foster home and Sharon was being abused by her father. Is everything okay for you?> Bonnie asked.

<Oh, as far as that goes, everything is okay. We don't have a lot of money, and Mom and Dad don't have a clue that I'm different from most people, but there's no abuse or anything. Dad isn't dumb, but he works as a personnel manager for a small company. They don't pay him what he's worth, so we never seem to have enough money. I'm sure you've noticed that all of my clothes came from Goodwill or the Salvation Army.>

<Humm. Would your father be willing to change jobs if a better offer came along?>

<I don't know Bonnie. Mom quarrels at him sometimes, but he says he is used to working for a small company and doesn't want to be swallowed up by a large one.>

<You may have just solved a problem for us, Melly. We have our own company and Thelma and I have been visiting employment offices and head hunters all morning looking for a Personnel Manager. Do you think your Dad might be interested?>

<He might. Especially if it is a small company. Mom would sure be interested and she would probably give him a kick start to get him moving.>

<Do you know what he's making now?>

<Yeah, I have to do their taxes for them. He makes a little less than $18,000.>

<We'll offer him $40,000. We just need to arrange for him to meet with us.>

<God! Mom will love you. You should invite her to the interview too.>

<We'll do that. What are your plans for the rest of the day Melly?>

<Well, I was going to go to class, but to hell with that. I guess I'm open.>

<Why don't you go home with Mike and Cindi. Thelma and I will be there shortly, and Sharon and Beth will be there as soon as they get back from San Jose.>

<I can do that. What do you have in mind?>

<We'd like to get to know you a little better this afternoon. Then, I think we should invite your parents over for dinner this evening. If we like what we see and here from your father, we'll make him an offer for a new job.>

<Okay, I can call Mom when I get to your place and you can invite them over.>

<Don't mention a job offer until we've talked to your father. I'm sure he'll work out fine for the job, but I would like to talk to him first.>

<Sounds good. Get us out of here Mike.>