Chapter 13: a new direction

"Man this is cool!" Jason kept saying every few minutes.

We were in my car returning from the desert where we had gone to play with my powers. In my previous life I had only used telekinesis to help me with my job, I wanted to really put it through its paces and see what I could do.

We had found a remote are that had been used in the past as a dumping ground for unwanted items such as vehicles and household appliances.

I practiced by throwing around the bigger stuff and by testing my dexterity with medium to heavy loads. The heavier an item the harder it was to maneuver it with precision. The laws of physics still applied and mass was mass.

Turns out my telekinetic strength was linked to my physical strength. Since, I could bench press ten times my final weight of 225 pounds I could lift things with my mind that were that heavy. Not too bad. Easily lifting things that weighed over a ton. Very convenient for changing a flat tire, which I had done to test my ability to lift a heavy load while at the same time doing something that required a bit of dexterity.

I could also send out a mental wave of force with that same amount of power. It could be a pinpoint jab or spread out over a wider area. I simply envisioned the shape of my 'bolt' and sent it out with as much power behind it as I desired. At Jason's urging I played around with pretending to punch cars, refrigerators and a large rock, each time sending a mental bolt just in front of my fist. I never touched anything but it looked like I was pulverizing stuff with my bare hands. I realized that I had to be careful with this. It could be a devastating weapon. Imagine a projectile with about anywhere from a one-inch radius to ten feet or more, hitting with the force of a speeding car. Ever swing a one-ton sledgehammer? I have.

I tried to project a physical shield, but couldn't get it to work. I had Jason shoot at me with a paintball gun hoping that I could protect myself from projectile weapons by simply erecting a barrier between me and whoever was firing at me. No dice. First time the Jinni let me down. Of course I hadn't specifically asked for it, and if I could do it I would have known how instinctively. I could stop individual projectiles simply by blasting them with a bolt of energy. If I could see it, I could hit it. Really had to keep my eye on the ball though. Probably not much help trying to stop a bullet.

"You can really make those bastards eat shit now." Blurted Jason with a big smile on his face.

"Then I won't be any better than they are."

Jason looked shocked, "but they... you..."

He sat back and looked thoughtful for a while. I let him figure it out.

After a while, "I guess you're right. It would be sweet to put some of those fuckers in their place though."

"Think about how it feels to you when you are tutoring someone and they suddenly get it. They understand something they didn't before and now they are excited about it. How does that feel?"

"Pretty good, I guess." He said, looking at me puzzled, "Yeah... it's real cool."

"Did watching me punch out Stan feel better than that?"

"No, I guess it didn't."

"That's my point. I can think of a lot better things to do with my powers than beat people up. Don't misunderstand. I told everybody I wasn't taking any more shit, and I'm not. You don't have to either. But I want to try and find a way of helping people too."

I wanted to up the ante a little as far as how much Jason knew. We pulled into a 7-11 for some drinks. When we returned I had a Mountain Dew and Jason had a Dr Pepper.

He looked at me curiously since I hadn't started the car.

"What's up?"

"What are you drinking?"

"It's a... why the hell did I get a Dr Pepper? I hate this shit."

I was smiling and he got it right away.

"You fucker! I thought you said you couldn't do that."

"I figured it out."

"COOL!" Then he stopped. His mood abruptly sobered. "Hey... did you... Is this why Sarah..."

"I didn't do that. I swear. She has liked you for a long time"

"I want to believe you. I'm crazy about her. But it's no good if she doesn't really..."

"I know. Don't worry. Its real."

We went back in and were able to trade the Dr Pepper for a Pepsi and were on our way.

"I think that these suggestions could really be used to help folks." I told him and the conversation got back into full swing.

We threw some ideas around and before we knew it, we were home. The girls were sitting by the pool. April was with them. Sarah and Melody are beautiful. They have got very sexy bodies. But April. Her curves. How tightly packed she is. Her body is amazing. And, of course she had to be wearing the skimpiest bikini. Her sleek brown skin and the powerful, graceful, catlike way she moved... Our reaction to it had to be noticeable but much to Sarah and Melody's credit they didn't act mad or anything.

April's Parents had taken her to the police station and, with Betty's help, filed a complaint.

"You're mom is pretty cool," she was saying to Melody. "And, that lady she had talk to me is real smart. I got an appointment to talk to some other lady too."

"If it's the same lady I've been seeing you'll like her."

We small talked a bit and then Sarah announced that she needed Jason's help with some homework and would he mind giving her a hand upstairs. Turns out, April was in the same class and having a little trouble herself. The three of them headed into the house.

I stayed out of their heads since I have been trying to respect privacy. I would have to find out what was up the old fashioned way. Gossip.

"She's gone, you can put your eyes back in your head." Melody was grinning.

"Huh? What? Oh... I... I was just trying to figure out exactly what she would need to change in order to be half as beautiful as you."

She laughed. "You are so full of shit!"

"Well, that's my story... I'm sticking to it."

"What's up with that, by the way?" I asked pointing in the direction they had gone.

She flushed a little bit, "Well... Sarah and I were talking... I sort of... mentioned... you know... about the three of us... you, me and April..."

"You told my sister that we had a three-way?"

"Well... yeah... She said she was curious so I called April. We played around a little upstairs... it got a little hot... April said that she could sure use a nice stiff dick." A mischievous glint in the eye, "I knew you would be tired from last night... so... I asked Sarah to take care of it."

"Hey," I laughed, "don't do me any more favors."

She laughed. "Really though, Sarah was curious... and April liked the idea. She thinks Jason is cool."

"You realized, of course, you might have killed Jason." I said in mock concern.

We both laughed.

I cupped the bulge in my pants. "But that leaves you alone to deal with this."

"Oh, I'm not afraid of that." She said with a smile. "He's my friend. We get along great."

We headed upstairs.

I won't bore you with the mundane.

A few hours later we were all back out by the pool, Jason and I trying to pretend we weren't ogling April. After a few minutes Jason turned to me.

"Dude..."

"Oh yeah..." I replied.

"Man..."

And that's all that needed to be said.

Speaking of April pressing charges. In the end, after the accusations went public, eight other girls came forward and filed complaints. They were all from the same social group of kids. Seemed Tom and Paul hunted close to home. I guess it was easier to lure a girl away if she thought you were her friend. I didn't have to have sex with the rest of them though (too bad - they were all very hot).

The way Melody and I had helped April had awakened something in her. She had always liked sex and now her choices of possible partners had doubled. However, she seemed more comfortable with a new partner if it was a woman, or if another woman was present. She still had trust issues with men, especially those she didn't know well.

She had made it up to Shane. Repeatedly. He had been acting very happy around school Except for a few minor trust issues April was back with a vengeance. Just like before, I wouldn't have called her a slut. She just knew what she liked. When April found something she liked she always did it the best way she could. She was careful, more careful than before thank goodness, and she always gave and expected respect. She wasn't out prowling every night. With gymnastics and her music she didn't have time. She was also concerned about disease so she had a handful of regular partners and pretty much stuck to them. If she had a boy and a girl that she especially enjoyed, she like to see if she could get them both at the same time for some extra fun. Shane was the lucky third in several of these manage-a-trois. And, no I wasn't peeking, she told us. She also wasn't looking for a serious relationship at this time in her life. She had no doubt that someday she would settle down and I had no doubt he would be a very lucky man. But right now she was interested in college and perhaps a career as a veterinarian.

She spent quite a few evenings at our house. Sometimes with Melody and I, sometimes with Sarah and Jason. He and I never really talked about it. Not as in depth as we did that first day by the pool, but that was part of the whole respect thing. You didn't kiss and tell. At lease we didn't.

Something had awakened in Melody that night also. She seemed to really enjoy the times April would join us (almost as much as I did). I knew she was playing around with Sarah from time to time, though neither of them ever mentioned it to Jason or I. I found out by accident. We were making love and I was scanning her to see what she liked and what she didn't as far as our current position went, (too mundane - no point going into detail) when I caught an image of Sarah and Melody in a heated sixty-nine. Thankfully, I knew that Sarah wasn't really my sister so I have no guilt at my thoughts.

Melody liked sex with other girls. But, since she was basically heterosexual she liked it better when there was a cock involved. Lucky for me, the only cock she wanted was mine. But, for a sixteen-year-old cheerleader, identifying other bisexual women was difficult. The topic came up one evening when we were at Melody's house with April.

They had just finished trying to kill me. April had been serious about getting it straight from the tap and she always started with a very skilled blowjob. Their favorite way of finishing me off was for April to keep the head of my cock in her mouth, her tongue lashing it and she sucking hard, Melody would stroke the section of cock not in Aprils mouth, both of them looking up at me. A vision like that after a period of April's talented ministrations, well, any man who could last more than a minute deserves a medal. After making me cum, April would then share with Melody via a passionate French kiss.

I loved Melody and she was more than sexy enough to get my motor running repeatedly, but April was in a class all her own. Even with my 'enhancements' I had a hard time keeping up with her. The fact that she could excite a boy turned her on. My ability to keep my cock staying at attention through numerous orgasms really got her hot. And anybody who got April 'really hot' was in for some no holds barred, raw, lusty fucking. The look of fiery yearning in her dark eyes as she bounced that perfectly sculpted body up and down my cock was a staggering sight. Her pussy had an amazing amount of control. I used to watch shows in bars overseas where women would pick up stacks of coins with their pussies, then stand, do the splits and drop them out one by one. They had nothing on April.

She also had an instinct for when a man was about to cum and would always slow down so she could draw out that moment of heightened excitement just before my cock began filling her tight pussy with cum. And she never stopped just because I was shooting either. Even though she was having her own orgasm She would use her extraordinary musculature to milk out every drop of cum she could.

We lay in the afterglow, I had an arm around each girl and they were snuggled up on either side of me. There was a lot for me to think about and deal with. My previous family, my daily deceit, how I would use my power to help people... but at that moment none of it mattered. All the mattered was the smooth warm skin pressed against me by two delightful, beautiful girls.

April and Sarah had been talking, quietly, and I finally decided to listen.

"There are quite at few at school." April was telling Melody.

"I've seen some I think are... I want to ask... but what if they're not? Its not like I want the whole school knowing."

"Why not let me make some introductions? I know some girls who may be interested."

Mister happy gave a halfhearted twitch. He knew what they were talking about and wanted to respond, but was just too tired. We had been at it over three hours and I had cum five times, I swear they were tag teaming so they could each rest while I had to keep working.

"In the meantime," April said with a sigh as she reluctantly sat up, "I have things that need doing if I want to keep my grades up. I can see my own way out... you two keep snuggling... I like seeing you like that."

I watched her dress. I told you it was a pleasure just watching her move. It was almost as much fun watching her dress as it was watching her undress, less anticipation maybe, but still fun.

As she dressed, the words she had just spoken percolated through my brain and I had a sudden realization.

The 'gifts'.

In my previous life I always rewarded the women I had sex with by dabbling about in their brains, giving them better retention, analytical thinking, drive and ambition. I hadn't been doing that, and if anyone deserved it, April did.