Chapter 16: The College Years

I had decided on a house about two blocks from campus in late July. The landlord was a prick who was renting out four places. While I was looking at this one he suddenly decided that four was getting to be too much to manage and when I offered to buy this one (at a fair price) he jumped at it. By the time school started I had closed and Jason and I had moved in. It was a small three-bedroom two-bath place. Melody and Sarah loved it.

We furnished it with stuff from yard sales and a second hand store. Probably didn't have to, but that always seemed to be a college cliché and I do enjoy my clichés. I brought the picture of Danny that had hung in the upstairs hall. Matty had put my senior picture in its place.

Melody thought it a bit odd. I told her it was the only thing that helped me feel connected to my past (more lies to the angel) and she never said another word about it.

I had gotten into the habit of spending a few seconds each day looking at it, talking to him, letting him know how those he cared for were doing.

College itself was a blast. I came to the conclusion that I would seek a career in psychology. In addition to making some good money, I could help a lot of folks that way. I would always know what the problem was, despite what the patient did or didn't tell me. The patient would always be willing to take the steps necessary to resolve whatever issues he or she had. I mentioned before that I couldn't short cut the process and still get satisfactory results, but I could ensure the process was followed expeditiously. What I couldn't expedite was the process in getting qualified to hang up my shingle. I would need a PhD in order to practice and that was going to take years.

One year led to another. The second year Melody and Sarah moved in with us. Miriam went a school in Florida, Jackie sort of drifted away with some new friends but Theresa was a regular visitor to our little love shack (I said I liked clichés). Halfway through our second year Aprils father had a fire at his business. Trying to cut costs he had underinsured and was completely wiped out. Her folks were going back east to stay with family and she moved in to the third bedroom. She was having money problems and refused to take any from me.

"I know you want to give it to me out of friendship," she was saying, "but I have to do this on my own. It's enough that you guys are letting me stay here rent-free. That's all the charity that I am willing to accept." Have I mentioned that April was a confident, capable woman? Let me add 'proud' and 'independent'.

"But how are you going to cover tuition and books next semester?"

"One of the girls I know from school dances at this place downtown. She says I could make a lot of money there. She works two maybe three nights a week and is able to make more than enough. Why don't you guys come down there with me tonight and we can check it out?"

I wasn't worried that it may be one of Bob's places; his girls didn't go to college.

So we all went down, it was a pretty standard place. It had lots of chrome, upscale clientele, lap dances and VIP rooms. My main concern was the bouncers. They were the ones who were responsible for protecting both the owner's liquor license and the girls. I did a scan of all of them. They were tough, fairly smart and good at what they did. You didn't last as a bouncer in an upscale strip joint if you were stupid. The clubs policy was that two or three bouncers would hit the parking lot after closing time to make sure that all the girls got to their cars safely and there were no obvious stalkers following them when they left.

April would be safe here, she would make a ton of money with her looks and talent, and she always did like to have men looking at her.

In addition to April's turn of events I was still indulging in my fantasy of being a crime fighter. It never got old. It was the most fun I had outside the bedroom. I even ran into Marna during my junior year. But I already told you about that.

I was also still working with the other telepaths. There had been three other rogues appear in our territory. None of them had made it. According to Larry, about the only ones that did were the ones who were found by picking up subtle patterns and low-key oddities - like the way I was found. It was felt that any telepath who didn't have the instinct and discipline to be careful and try to stay under the radar wasn't cut out for this life anyway. So they were murdered in cold blood.

The only bright spot was that Stuart was letting me work with the girls salvaged from these creeps. Some I could help, some I couldn't. I was able to come up with scenarios that involved the girls escaping from the clutches of a serial rapist, which meant that we didn't have kill all the others. The ones I couldn't help we kept around as office bimbos. Still not sure what fate was worse. Of course, the cops were on the lookout for a fictional serial rapist who would, I have no doubt, strike again.

Then of course there was sex, lots and lots of sex. I enjoyed the scenery on campus. What man wouldn't? It's a lot more fun ogling pert young women if you can ensure that nobody will notice your obvious stares. It's also a lot of fun knowing that I could fuck any of them I wanted. And, on occasion I did. There are many women (not a majority, unfortunately) who, given the right circumstances and proper precautions (always use a condom), have no problem engaging in occasional, casual sex. I still gave out my gifts to these women, but they weren't the only ones getting them. I didn't infect the whole campus, but if a person came to my attention that could use a boost, well why not?

The big girl I sat next to in biology had been to a frat party with a boy she never thought would be in her league. It was a pig party. She was thinking of killing herself. Not real seriously at this point, but ... She eventually came to the determination that she would use her humiliation as the motivation to change. She would renew her vigor towards her schooling (she wanted to be a doctor) begin a healthy lifestyle and was confident that eventually she would meet the right person. And I had no doubt she would, slimmed down she would be fairly attractive.

There was the kid who was flunking out because he spent every night drinking instead of studying. I saw to it that he spent quite few days in math class wondering where his life was going. He developed a desire to knock off the excessive drinking and stick to what was important. He struggled with the drinking for a little while; eventually he ended up at those meetings. He did much better after that.

I couldn't save everyone. But I could do what I could to help those I came in contact with. I could smooth out the rough spots. Hopefully I could balance the karma scales a little bit back in my favor.

April's new job was working out well. She was a natural. The best part, she was coming home from work very horny. Having all those guys watching her every night, getting all hot and bothered, the stiff pricks she rubbed up against during lap dances, and the desire she saw in the eyes of the men slipping bills into her g-string. She was going nuts at work. But, when she got home, there was always Sarah and Jason or Melody and I to help her take care of that little problem. More and more it was Melody and I.

On night, the others had gone to a party with Theresa and I had decided to stay home. I hadn't thought much about it, but when April got in the others weren't back yet. I could see she had the fire in her eyes.

"You wouldn't believe it!" She said, excited, "I was doing a lap dance, and then it happened. I could see it in his eyes. It was the most amazing thing."

"Slow down, April, what the hell are you talking about?"

"I made a guy cum during a lap dance! I'd heard about it, some of the other girls have had it happen, a few don't like it but I think it was great. He came and then I did. Best part, he knew I came too."

The whole time we were talking she had been sitting in my lap. Her tight little ass planted firmly against my growing cock.

"Let me show you!" She said, launching herself off my lap and turning on some more suitable music.

She had me sit in an armless dining room chair and began swaying to the beat a few feet in front of me. Articles of clothing were hitting the floor and the fire in her eyes turned to a blaze as she saw my appreciation. I could sense the waves of desire coming from her.

She slowly approached me, completely naked now. Her incredible body was glowing in the soft lamplight, her skin rippling with every smooth graceful undulation. Every movement, every step was deliberate and elegant. My breath was becoming ragged as she reached me and, with her hands on my shoulders, slowly lowered that perfect body onto mine. Her hips swayed seductively and she had a lusty grin on her face while she gently rubbed her hot little snatch against my pants.

Continuing her dance, she unbuttoned my shirt, caressing my chest as it became visible. Still swaying her hips above me she reached down and undid my pants. Backing slowly she took them with her, my engorged member waving in the cool air. She returned to me. Her hands were back on my shoulders and her hips were grinding on my thighs while the small patch of soft hair just above her tiny pussy was lightly brushing my cock. I reached up to feel those marvelously firm tits but she stopped me.

"No touching allowed." She purred hoarsely. I could feel her hot breath on my ear as she said it, then her tongue was licking all around my ear and neck while her pussy hair tickled my cock.

She lifted up and I could feel her hot, slick twat descend on my dick. The steamy firm grip of her pussy felt incredible. The soft friction as she ground up and down. Her nipples brushing my chest and her tongue on my neck.

I didn't think I would last very long and I was right. But she wasn't playing. Just as I felt my orgasm begin to build she would pull up, so that just the head of my cock was inside her, she kept her hands on my shoulders but backed off to arms length. She watched my eyes as she gyrated her shoulders and tits without moving her pelvis at all. The sight was erotic and exciting, but without direct stimulation, my cock was slowly brought back from the edge. As soon as she saw that there was no danger of orgasm she slid that fiery snatch back down and continued her dance. She was in amazing condition to keep it up for so long. We had been doing this for about twenty-five minutes and she had forestalled my orgasms three times. Each time it took less and less time for my next one to build. As I became more and more exhilarated I could feel the waves of passion coming from April increase.

Then I noticed it. The feedback loop! I hadn't had it yet in Danny's body but I could feel it now with April. All pretense of a playful lap dance were gone. As her desire rose and fed off of mine she was fucking me now for all she was worth.

"OH My God! Your cock ... so hard ... feels so good ... Mmmm ... Yes ... Danny ... Fuck ME!..."

Her tight little body rose and fell on my cock with her pelvis twitching and gyrating. My cock swelled even more as the excitement felt by both of us increased.

"Yes ... yes ... yes ... yes ... Yes ... Yes ... Yeess ... Oh Yeeeesssss!"

With a scream she came. Her pussy clenched down on my cock. The waves of her orgasm flooded me and I shot thick jets of hot cum up into her throbbing twat. I sent her my orgasm which increased her own, she also felt my cum spraying her pussy and that provided her with even more stimulation. Her scream became a shriek as she felt the most intense orgasm of her life. We rode it for an eternity. My cock throbbing and pulsing with orgasm long after it had finished dispensing cum.