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[size=30pt]kwantinuation[/size]

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[b]Without waiting any further, Tina slides off my
face, and impales herself on my JT, facing away from me.
She isn't as wet as Stephanie had
been earlier today (despite my moaning getting
her ready), and it takes her a number of strokes,
before I hit her deepest parts.
I feel my girlfriend's tongue lick my balls, before
travelling up, and I know she’s licking Tina's c.lit
by the way the blonde's c.unt starts to twitch
around me, and she begins bucking as she has
her first climax of the night. Luckily the small
break from the titty-fucking is enough that I don’t
lose my semen at the same time.

Stephanie climbs on the bed next to us, and I watch
in amazement as she starts to suck on Tina's
bosom, and I can feel her hand down near where
we’re connected, rubbing the other woman's
pvssy. Stephanie's arse is within reach, and I try to
slip a finger into her, but she pulls my hand out.

Stephanie breaks off pleasing Tina, and leans her
head down close to mine.

"I'm still too sensitive from earlier. Let's just
concentrate on her tonight, and maybe another
night, you can have us both." She seals her
words with a kiss, and then starts to lick Tina's
juices from my chin and cheeks, making me
moan as this turns me on, which in turn makes
Tina shudder in pleasure..

The sound of my voice still has a strong effect on
Tina and as my voice reaches her, she comes yet
again. She leans back, supporting herself on her
arms to either side of me, and gyrates her pelvis
against mine. I moan again at how good this
action feel, and reach up to start handling Tina's
tìts again.

With my face clean, Stephanie goes back to giving
her attention to Tina.
Since the blonde’s tìts are
covered with my hands, she bends over our
legs, and starts licking Tina's pvssy again.

Tina pulls off me, unexpectedly, and Stephanie
swallows my rod immediately in her mouth,
keeping it warm, and cleaning the other woman's
c.um from it.

"I want you in my arse," she turns her head to tell
me, and I smile back at her. She then remembers
Stephanie, and I see her pout for only a second,
before asking, "I better let you have some first."

My ccck comes out of Stephanie's mouth with a
slight pop. "No, I want to see him fvck you in
your small arse."

Tina smiles and you’d think she’s a kid that’d just
been given an entire indomie store, as she pulls the
recent redheaded woman up for a kiss,
murmuring, "Thank you," before shoving her
tongue into the other woman's mouth.

Stephanie grips my throbbing member, and starts
rubbing it back and forth, from Tina's pvssy to
her arsehole, spreading the slick liquids. Without
warning, Tina slams her hips down, timing it just
right and I slide into her tight colon. Thankfully I
still have enough of Stephanie's saliva left on me to
lubricate the penetration.

Tina's sphincter feels wonderful as she slides it up
and down my engorged manhood. Something
feels a little different this time, however, and it
takes me a moment to realize that I can just feel
Stephanie's fingers separated from my ccck by a
thin bit of flesh. Tina starts to go wild, as Stephanie
fingers her. Her colon grips and massages me to
my own orgasm, and I drop my third load that
day into Tina's arse.

Once more Nancy's question flutters through my
pleasure-fogged brain, and there is no arguing
that at this point, I truly am happy with my life. . .
Until I recall that the stupid ßokoharms will be here before
too much longer.


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[b]"We know you’re destined to be so much more with your ability, Nick," Tina keeps talking, ignoring my shock.

"Stephanie told me about the ßokoharms. After what happened with Dan, I understand why you kept that from me."

She did? Stephanie has no right to break my confidence on that matter. I feel my face go red, as anger starts to rise from my gut.

"Is there anything else you decided to talk about, behind my back?" I ask coolly. Okay, maybe it was a bit more heated than I wanted it to, but dammit! She has no right.

"Just this," Stephanie says, placing her hand on my chest, and I feel Tina's at the same time. I have just enough time to wonder what she means, when they both push me back, and before I have a chance to even yelp, I see the two women lip-locked together over me.

Anger flees in the face of confusion. I was certain that Stephanie had wanted to talk to Tina about me dumping her, but now I find the two women kissing!

"Someone want to tell me what in the world is going on?" I ask trying to get my emotional bearings.
They break the kiss, and two sets of beautiful eyes look at me, one set hazel, the other blue and surrounded by long lashes, as they giggle.

"Isn't it obvious?" Tina asks.
"We decided to become good friends," Stephanie pipes in right afterwards.

"But, why?" I demand to know.

"Nick," Stephanie says, "Tina told me what you did for her, and how much you mean to her. About what you did to Dan. I realized I’m being selfish with you, and that you deserve better than that from me. I really hope you'll forgive the way I've been acting. The whole thing with Mary really got under my skin, but that’s no excuse. You’re under a lot of stress over the coming ßokoharms, and there I was, causing even more stress. Your actions have more than proven how you feel about me. Can you please forgive me?"

I think back on it, and realize that the change began when Mary had entered the picture. I’m about to tell her that I can forgive her, but Tina cuts me off before I can.

"I know a way to earn forgiveness," the busty blonde says with a wide smile, as her hand grabs my crotch, and pulls my zipper down.

"I like the way you think, Tina," Stephanie says, and reaches into my Cr7 boxers to pull out my limp ccck. I’m still in too much shock, for me to be hard right now.

"Oh, it looks like I am going to have to wake him up with a kiss," she says next, then suits actions to words, and starts licking my p3nis.

Tina stands up and starts to und.ress, and only then do I understand what’s happening. I’m not going to have to leave Tina, and unless I miss my guess, Stephanie no longer feels like she needs a complete hold on me either. I look at Tina's large tìts as they pop free from her b.ra, and then down to Stephanie's lips sliding up and down my rapidly hardening John Thomas, and remember what Nancy had ask me a little bit ago. Am I happy? Well, I still have the ßokoharms to contend with, but it looks like my social life is back on top. Hell yeah, I’m happy!

Tina is fully und.ressed now, and she starts helping Stephanie un.dress. When she gets to her shirt, Stephanie refuses to let my now fully hard rod out from between her lips, and leaves it bunched up around her neck.

Tina bends over, and plants a powerful kiss on me, before kissing my cheek, and then whispering in my ear,
"Thank you for using your ability on her. I don't know what I’d have done, if I'd lost you."

I try to protest that I've had nothing to do with this, but before I can organize my thoughts, Tina is sitting on my face, and bending over to help Stephanie give me a great blow.job.
Deciding that now is no time to be arguing with my good fortune; I stick my tongue out, and poke it into Tina's tangy veegee. I remember the switches Stephanie had asked me to make for her, and debate on doing the same for Tina, but decide not to right now. If she asks, I will do it, but otherwise, I still don’t feel comfortable doing it without permission.

Besides, I can still affect her with my voice.

I suck hard on Tina's cli.toris as I feel two sets of lips working my ccck, and moan loudly. My hands are idle, and so I decide to start handling Tina's ample bosom. My ccck is left alone for a second as Tina sits up, and I have just a moment to see Stephanie pressing her tìts on either side of my p3nis, her shirt completely off, before Tina slams her Aso rock back down on my mouth. Stephanie's tìts feel fantastic as she slide them up and down my length.

"Wow, he's so big, he completely sticks out between your bre.asts," Tina says, and a second later, as I feel Stephanie's bre.asts go down, I also feel her lips around the head of my rod. I start to moan in earnest as Stephanie picks up her pace, and just as I feel myself getting close, she stops, and pinches the base of my ccck.

"I think you deserve this first," she tells Tina.


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[b]"I'm Stephanie," the woman says, "and I actually made him bring me. I want to talk to you, if you
don't mind."

I can see the hurt in Tina's eyes, and it hurts me too, but she's always known that we aren't right
for one another. At least, that's what I tell myself.

Am I making a mistake with Stephanie? Only time
will tell, and even then, only if I defeat the ßokoharms.

Tina shrugs her shoulders despondently before
turning around to head to her room, and Stephanie follows.

When I step after her, Stephanie stops me.

"You stay and keep Tina’s mom company. This is girl talk."

"Be nice to her," I say, and she arches an
eyebrow at me, while she bats her long lashes. I don’t buy the innocent look.

"Why, whatever do you think I'm going to talk to her about?" she asks me innocently; way too
innocently, for my tastes. When I grumble incoherently, she laughs at me, and quotes her favorite line, "You know nothing, Jon Snow."

Stephanie pats my cheek, and hurries up the stairs.

"Can I offer you some tea?" Nancy asks me and I turn around. For a second I wonder that she doesn't seem bothered by everything going on
around her daughter, and then I remember the switches I'd made in her forever ago.
After our trip to Alice's house, I realize that her, 'contentment'

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switch only applies to anything I do, and I guess by extension in this case, that
applies to Stephanie too.

I only hope that Stephanie goes soft on Tina.

"No, thanks," I tell the older woman, and we sit down to talk about minor stuff, my mind is nowhere on the conversation. As she natters away, my mind wonders to past escapades with her and her daughter. I think about how I used my ability on her, and how things have ended up.

"Nancy," I interrupt her in mid-sentence, and she contentedly lets me, "are you happy?"

"Of course," she answers without hesitation.

"I mean, with everything that your daughter and I have done, as well as with you?" I press, having
a sudden need to know.

"Where is this coming from, Nick?" the older
woman asks me, and I can hear a note of
concern in her voice.

"It's just that most people would have some kind of issue with the things we've all done, and I
want to know if you’re okay with everything," I explain.

Nancy studies me for a moment, before giving me an answer.

"A lot of people can think what they want to think. If you concern yourself about what other people think, you will never be happy, Nick."

She takes a sip of her tea, before continuing. "I might once have had a problem with it, but Tina and I are closer now than we’ve ever been in the past. You ask if I’m happy, and
the answer is yes. What I really think you’re asking is, are you happy?"

I’m stunned at the depth of her words. Is she right? I think I’m happy. . . But then again, the knot in my stomach, over what Tina must be feeling upstairs, says otherwise. Stephanie makes me happy when I’m with her, but her attitude lately, has soured that somewhat.

Of course, Tina and Loveth make me happy as well.
When I first discovered I have the ability with my
switches, I thought my life would be made, but it’s turned out to be a lot more responsibility than
I ever wanted. I recall a line from the Dragon Reborn series, talking about how death is lighter than a feather, duty heavier than a mountain.

Only now do I truly understand what that
means. It would be ever so simple to just shrug my shoulders, ignore the coming ßokoharms, and just go wild with my ability, conscience be
damned.

"Nick," a soft voice from atop the stairs breaks my concentration, "will you please come up
here?"

I turn to see Stephanie and Tina both standing side- by-side, their expressions blank as they wait for
me.

I thank Nancy for her advice, before going
up the stairs, and follow the two women into Tina's room.

Once inside, the women have me sit on the bed, and they sit on either side of me, Stephanie on my
left, Tina on the right. I’m surprised when they each grab a hand, and Stephanie starts speaking.

"Nick, we've been talking," I nod. Of course they've been talking. I don’t see any broken furniture, scratch marks, or forming bruises that
would indicate a fight, and I haven't heard screaming, so what else would they have been doing?

"Stephanie explained to me about what she told you today," Tina says next, and I have to turn to face her. It occurs to me that the women might have
set up this seating arrangement, so that one is always behind me, and keeping me off balance. It only adds to my apprehension.

"And Tina told me what you mean to her," I have to turn again, so that I’m facing Stephanie. "And
we’ve agreed that it isn't right that I have you all to myself."

My jaw feels like it hits the floor. This is the last thing I expect! Especially after the way Stephanie acted at school earlier, and even at work.


T.b.c. Am sorry for the prolong delay of this update. [/b]

Oladim001:
Almost six hours now. Hope nothing sha.

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[b]"Oh, gawd," Stephanie moans, with her hands on the back of my neck, and our foreheads touching, "I never knew anything could feel like this!" Stephanie presses her lips to mine, in a hungry kiss for a few seconds, when I feel her legs wrap behind
me, and pull me into her even deeper. Once
more I feel that strangling circle engulf my rod, and moan with her at how good she feels.

"Fvcck me, Nick. Fvcck me hard, NOW!" Apparently we
are done with 'Fraking,' and now it’s time to 'Fvcck!'

I pull out until I feel that ring slip loose, and then drive back into her, making us both grunt. She’s so wet and hot inside, it feels like my hotdog is in on oven getting cooked, but it feel so good, I don't want to stop, even if devil himself comes to tell me its time to go to hell.(ZUBBY's tone)

I roll us over, and get fully seated inside her
womb again, as I pull her chest to my lips and suck hard on her sensitive nip.ple. Her hips start rocking back and forth with a fervor that will soon have me coming, as it whips my ccck around inside her womb.

I can even feel a steady stream of them
running between my balls and thighs.

Suddenly Stephanie yelps, as her c.unt clamps down harder than ever before on my meat, and I start to c.um with her, shooting my seed deep into her, filling every bit of her veegee.

Stephanie’s still breathing heavily, when she collapses on top of me, her cheek pressed to mine, and it takes me a moment to realize that she actually passed out.

I soon follow her into slumber.

* * *

We’re in my car, driving, the moon already sitting high in
the sky.

"You don’t have to come with me," I tell Stephanie.

I’ve tried to talk her out of coming, without trying too hard, and making her suspicious, but it hasn't worked. "I promise you, that I plan on breaking it
off with Tina."

"I know," she tells me calmly, her hand lightly resting on my thigh. "I just want to have a small talk with Tina, too," she tells me. “I trust you.”

I wonder at that, wondering if she’s playing some game or another, but she’s assured me she’s not.

Calling Tina over the phone to break it off isn't an option for me. I feel like it’s the chicken shit thing
to do, and know that the blonde deserves better than that.

Stephanie insists on coming with me, and
I’m just not up to arguing with her anymore.

"Now, you told me that Tina knows about your ability, but not how you got it, right?" Stephanie
asks me, her tone curious. "And not about the alien?"

"Yeah," I answer, wondering what Stephanie is
planning on talking to Tina about, "she knows nothing about Vage."

"Vage, yes. What about her mom?" she asks next.

"To the best of my knowledge, Nancy doesn't know about any of it," I tell her.

"You know, you can make her forget all about you," Stephanie tells me solicitously, and I glare at her. She knows how I feel about using my power like that. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Sheesh, you'd think I asked you to rob a bank of something."

"Not a bank," I mumbled, "just someone's mind and memories."

"Well, I guess if you put it that way. . ." she says quietly. "But how do you explain what you did to Tina and Nancy, then?"

"I was still learning, and made mistakes," I tell her defensively. "That's why I'm so careful about using them in people now."

"Okay," my girlfriend finally relents. And then changes tactics. “What about me?” She asks, and I’m thoroughly confused. “Can you tell if I have
the magic gene? Maybe I could magnify your power, so you won’t have to lay with your sister.”

“It doesn’t work like that,” I try to let her down softly. “Everyone seems to react differently to the
gene being activated. In some, nothing happens.
In others, they simply die. Only a few gain
abilities.”

[size=13pt]‘She doesn’t have the gene.’[/size] Somehow it doesn’t surprise me that Vage is watching us at the moment. I decide against telling Stephanie the news.

Stephanie remains silent for the rest of the drive. I can
understand her drive, though. She now sees me as some mythic person, and is trying to find a level ground to stand on.

Stephanie isn’t the type of woman to stand behind a man. She wants to be right next to me.

When I ring the doorbell, Nancy answers the door.

"Oh, Nick! I didn’t expect you. Come in!" She’s cheerful as she greets us. "I'll go get Tina."

"That's okay, mom." Tina says at the top of the stairs, "I'm here."
She looks at Steph for a few seconds, her mouth tight, before looking back to
me. "I wasn’t expecting you either, and by the look on your face, I can guess why you brought
Stephanie. . . Or is it Stacy? I can't tell you two apart," this last bit’s directed at my girlfriend.

I’m not aware of any look on my face, thinking that I'd kept my features calm, but I guess Tina knows me too well to fool her.


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[size=30pt]kwantinued....[/size][b]as requested by tha MAJORITY

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Our tongues entwine with one another, as my hands roam across Stephanie's smooth
back, and I feel hers grip my rear end. My
throbbing ccck is poking her in the ribs, and I pull her tighter to me, squeezing my member between us. I can easily feel her hardened nip.ples
pressing against my chest.

Stephanie spins us around, and suddenly shoves me away from her.
Caught off balance, I trip backwards over her bed, and land on my back.

She smiles wickedly at me, and I can’t help
returning the smile. She saunters slowly over to me, lightly running a finger seductively from her
lip, down along her br3ast, belly, and then finally to her Aso rock. I can see that her crotch is already
sopping wet, when she pulls her finger away, and a string of liquid connects her finger back to her crotch.

Stephanie reaches the bed by this point, bends over my waist, and licks her way up my thigh, until she reaches my balls. Sucking one of my eggs between her lips makes me moan in a presidential pleasure, before she licks her way up my shaft to the head.

Stephanie's eyes meet mine with a smile in them for a bit before she swallows the large head between her soft lips, and I feel myself hit the rear of her throat.

Dropping my hands to the back of her head,
running my hands through her red-dyed hair, I enjoy how her tongue lashes around my pricck while she sucks on the knob. She has nowhere near the skill of Stilinski, or even Alice or Nancy,
but what she lacks in skill, she more than makes up in vigor.

Stephanie pulls her head up, and uses her saliva to run her hand up and down my member. "I know
you won't use your ability to control me," she says softly, and I grow suddenly wary, "but are you willing to use it on me if I want you too?"
My first impulse is to deny her, but if she wants me to, then I won't really be manipulating her,
right?
"What do you have in mind?" I ask cautiously.

"I’m just thinking how much more interesting this can be, if you use your switches to stimulate
or entice me, while we make love," she says, emphasizing her words with a quick lick along the length of my shaft. The word ‘love’ leaves her lips with a purr and I feel a delicious shiver run
along my spine.

"Are my skills not good enough?" I ask, slightly insulted.

"No!" she promises immediately, realizing how she must have sounded to me. "I have never had a better lover, I promise. I just want to get really kinky, is all," she pouts cutely.

Why not? I figure. If it makes me a better lover, and truly pleases her, then is there really any
reason not to, other than being selfish?
I use my hands on the back of her head to guide her back to sucking my ccck, as I make more switches in her. She moans around my ccck as
her nip.ples grow stiff, and become more sensitive, rubbing against my shins, her pvssy
gushes as I increase its flow, and just for good measure, I make her arsehole start to tingle.

Stephanie starts to go wild, sucking hard on my long rod, and using her hands on the length that can’t fit into her mouth, as I feel her have a slight
orgasm.

"How's that, Steph?" I ask, already knowing the answer.

"Oh, frak, yeah!" she moans, diving up my body, and kissing me passionately. Her hands are
travelling all over my body, as she’s overcome with sexual desire. I feel her reach down, and try to get my ccck into her sopping wet slit, but I’m not ready for that yet.
I break the kiss long enough to flip us over, and tell her, "Uh-uh," before taking a second to suck
on her hard sensitive nip.ples. I kiss my way
lower and as soon as my lips touch her swollen la.bia, her liquid c.um gushes out of her, coating my face in the delicious substance. I love the way this sexual woman tastes, and lap up all I can.

Nibbling on her la.bia, and sucking hard on her c.lit, I shove my tongue as deep inside her small Aso rock as I can. All of that in conjunction with my
switches sends her into orgasmic bliss again and again.

Finally she can’t stand it anymore, and painfully grips my ears, pulling me up, until we’re eye to eye.

"If you don't stick that fat fraking dìckk in my pvssy right now, I'm going to lose it," she informs me through gritted teeth.

"Aye, aye, Starbuck," I tell her, grinning to let her know I’m enjoying her terminology.

Wondering what exactly ‘losing it’ means, I decide to oblige her.
My ccck slips into her, all the way up to her
womb, in one stroke.
She's never been this wet before, and as soon as I’m seated inside her, her c.unt grips my length hard, as she comes yet again.

I decide that I'd better dial back my switches a little, or she’s going to be too worn out, before I even have the chance to finish.


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Atlast! Majority voted for me to kwantinue with tha ero.tical part. Am sorry if i offend the Minority. Buh u can choose not to read. Thanks for your usual undastanding.

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[b]Stephanie still has a hold of my arm, and is dragging me to her car, but I plant my feet, and she takes a few extra steps, before she realizes
I’m not following her anymore. The episode with Mikel has flipped my perspective, and right now I feel like I can take on the ßokoharms, even without my sister's help. I know that thought is foolish, but right now I don’t care.
Only it’s not ßokoharms in front of me right at the moment, it’s Stephanie. Sweet, loving, sexy, geeky, devious Stephanie; the woman that took care of me after the marathon sex session with Vage, who can equal or beat me in video games and is just as geeky as me, has shared, her sister with me. . . And then tested me.

She ignores me most of the night, barely
acknowledging me, when I try to help her out with Mikel. And now she stands there with a half uncertain smile on her face, looking so innocent and cute. I’m sick of the games, and sick
of the deceit.

"No," I tell her, my voice quiet, but underlying it is solid granite. She looks at me, and I can see the
fear blossom in her blue eyes. She knows what I’m capable of, and is likely thinking I mean to use my ability on her. Hadn't she paid attention when I told her I’m sick of manipulating people? Well, I guess after what I'd done with Mikel, I can
understand her forgetting, but I thought she
understood me better than that.

"Nick?" she asks me uncertainly, her voice
shaking slightly, as she takes a half step back to me.

"No more games, Steph. What are we? If
you’re afraid of me, walk away now, and I won't stop you. I won't make you forget, and I won't
use my ability on you ever again," I inform her, my voice staying even and firm. "But if you want to be with me, then you’re going to have to trust me.
Trust that I won't use my switches to control you, and will do anything else in my power to make you happy, so long as you treat me
properly. You have to accept me as I am." I
pause for only a second, "So I ask you again: Stephanie what are we?"

She closes the last of the small distance between us, and without hesitation, places her hand on
my cheek.

"I love you Nick. I'm sorry for what I did with Mary. I do trust you. I thought about it, and I realize that you made those switches in me some time ago, but only today have I ever been happy when I had no reason to be. I know you won't use your ability on me, to manipulate me."

Her blue eyes look directly into mine, and I don’t doubt her sincerity. "I want to be with you. . . But
only if you still want me."

"Why have you been ignoring me tonight?" I demand, ignoring the plaintive look in her long-lashed eyes.

Stephanie drops her gaze to the ground for a moment, and I see her breath mist in the cold air three times before she answers.

"I. . . I don’t know
what to say. You’re almost like a god now with your abilities, and what am I compared to that?
Hell, I can't even match up to your sister, with her ability to magnify yours." She lifts her gaze back to mine seeking understanding, but I keep my mouth shut, waiting for her to continue.

"Why would you want someone as lowly and
simple as me? Frak it, Nick! I love you, but I can’t see any reason you would want to be with me.
You can have anyone you want, with your
switches." Her gaze grows fiercer. "I don’t want to stand in your way, but after what you did in there to Mikel, I'm going to do whatever it takes to keep you." I almost. . . almost, laughed at her
Get Rich or Die Trying terminology.

I can still hear the uncertainty and fear in her voice, as she turns her face to mine. I know I have a choice right now. Kiss her, and she’s mine, but that means dropping Tina, Nancy,
Professor Jane, Alice, and Loveth. . .
Loveth. . .?

"You know I still have to be with Loveth in
order to stop the ßokoharms," I say carefully, worry that this one thing may crumble the house of
cards, I feel I’m standing on.

I feel her lips on my chin, before she gives me her answer, "As long as I'm there. Do that for me, and I am all yours."
For a moment I’m afraid. Vage's ship will be the most dangerous place in the coming confrontation.
Stephanie kisses my chin again, and I
know my answer now, as I drop my head, and meet her lips with mine.

For good or ill, Stephanie is now officially my girlfriend.

* * *

We drive to her place, me following in my car, and barely make it in the door, before clothes go flying; neither one of us cares if anyone else is
there, as we go straight to her room.
As soon as I walk in, I take but a moment to look around, and remember part of why I find this woman so wonderful: from her anime posters, to her
figurines, and even her gaming systems, this woman is a true match for me.

Stephanie grabs the back of my neck, and pulls me to her nak.ed torso, bringing me back to the reason we’re here.....


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Can i skip tha next Er.otic scene?

[size=30pt]HAPPY NEW MONTH....

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[b]The place is hopping, the orders flowing generally smoothly, and there is a thirty-five minute wait just to be seated. I think Mikel should be ecstatic about this.

"I don't need you to fight my battles for me,"
Stephanie informs me as she turns away to go back to the front. "Thanks, though," I barely hear her add, before she’s through the doors separating the kitchen from the dining area.

I feel a bit warmer inside after that, though she still refuses to talk to me.
I’m so distracted by worrying about Stephanie, the
ßokoharms, and dealing with Tina, that I actually DO
screw up an order, cooking a steak medium-well, when the customer ordered for it to be made barely.

"Where is your head, tonight, Nick?" Mikel
nearly screams at me after Stephanie brings the plate back. "That's twice now, you've screwed up. I can't believe how incompetent you are
tonight. What did you spend your vacation
doing? Giving yourself brain damage, by running into walls? Or were you smoking
someone’s pole, instead? Someone’s going to have to cover the cost of that steak, and since I know it’s not me that screwed up. . ." He is nearly spitting in my face, he’s so angry.

For some reason everything comes to a head, and just seems to be too much:
Stephanie testing me and then ignoring me tonight, Mikel chewing me out, the world likely ending soon, and aliens expecting me to somehow save it. Don’t they all understand that the weight of the human race is on my shoulders? Well, Mikel
doesn’t, but Stephanie does. Maybe Oladim is right, but I’m just so sick and tired of listening to my bald boss rant and rave. I almost blow up. I just wish he’d quit yelling.

For one second, one split moment in time; I consider walking away, and leaving them all to their fate. Who knows. . .? Maybe the world can take care of itself. I mean, even with the ongoing Brexit, still the human race has
made it this far, without my help, or even my interference. Why should I be the only one to defend it? I'm just a geek, after all. Not some military strategist or even a skillful negotiator.

What chance do I really stand against the technologically advanced and violently alien
ßokoharms?

The moment passes, however, and I see Mikel still staring at me, waiting for an answer. Looking
around, I see that everyone is staring at us. A part of my mind wonders at that; I mean, Mikel is almost always yelling at someone. Why should
they stop and stare now?

Then I realize that the big man isn't just staring at me. His mouth is moving, and so are his arms, but no sound escapes his lips. Everyone stares in shock as the man tries to yell and scream, but no volume comes out. It’s not that he’s choking; I can easily see and even hear him breathing heavily.

Then I feel the switch I'd inadvertently
created in him, shutting him up. I have, in effect,
switched off his vocal cords.

I can’t help but laugh. The whole thing just seems too comical. Here is a man I've feared ever since I
started working here.

Wider in the shoulders than me, even with the extra muscle I've gained, he
stands taller, and with his shaved head, he has this intimidating demeanor that usually puts me in my place. But as he tries to talk, his arms waiving, face going red, and occasionally pawing
at his neck, he no longer scares me. Somehow the loss of his voice seems to remove any sense of a threat from him. Like Randal' Thor, I’ve
remembered how to laugh.

"I quit," I tell Mikel calmly, getting my laughter under control. "I'm sick of dealing with your
attitude. You run around here, yelling at
everybody, chewing them out for perceived issues, and I'm done with it. Take that steak out of my paycheck too, but I'm through." His eyes
bulge in shock as I add the next line. “Better yet, shove that steak up your Amoebic arse, along
with my last paycheck. I’m done.”

I calmly untie my apron, and throw it at his feet.

Stephanie steps up next to me, unties the apron that she keeps her tips and orders in, and throws it at his feet, right next to my apron; after removing
her tips, of course.

"I quit, too," she tells him breathlessly. "I only put up with your bullshit for one reason, and now I
don't have to. You can eat my paycheck, for all I care."

Suddenly everyone around us is quitting as well, throwing in their aprons, tired of the way the big man has bullied us, and only now that he can’t
speak, do they lose their fear of him.

Stephanie grabs my hand, and pulls me out of the kitchen, as the aprons pile up at Mikel's feet.

Only as I’m walking out the front door, do I think to turn his vocal cords back on, and smile slightly as I hear his roar from the kitchens.

The restaurant has been more than busy tonight, and now he has no one to do the work. I feel sorry for the customers, but that guilt doesn’t
make up for the torment Mikel has caused.

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[size=20pt][color=660066] Happy New month!

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with lot of Love from
Queenliz

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[size=18pt] well guys, its been fun, reading your comments. Thanks everyone. Tgold, when will i get tha yoruba version of my Name? Hope i will be able to pronounce it when its out!

@Oladim001 pls don't be annoyed with our friend. Lets just hope his decision wount backfire later.

thanks all. Oye9ja. Thanks dude. Yhu guys are mha inspiration. Let me sieze this medium to wish yhu all a VERY SUPER HAPPY NEW MONTH. [/size]

oye9ja:
[color=#990000][/color] NEXT

oye9ja says [size=40pt] NEXT!!![/size]

Tgold1:
chai.,.. Chai.... Swartestpopqueen na you o

[size=50pt]swartestpopqueen?[/size] com'on dude, is that tha Hausa version of my Name?

Oladim001:
Seriously speaking, Nick should better stop telling his friends about his switches. I thought he was more sensible than that. First it was Tina, then Loveth and now Stephanie. Its getting really annoying to me.

In Nick's Voice. "hey man, easy there. I just can't seem to compel myself to not telling the only woman thats truly ever love me for who i am, about my abilities. Yhu and I both know that, she deserves better than that. Man She's my girlfriend for Fvck'sake . I don't think I will ever regret letting her In on my secret. Though i can't say the same for Tina, But Loveth? I trust her with our presidents life. She can never ever betray her own blood. So chill out ßuddy. Everything's gonna be Fine. I promise.

Youngfalz:
ohh my God u r such a great writer. I love did thread

thanks alot. Am humbled.

[size=30pt]Kwantinuation......[/size]

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[b]I don’t look forward to breaking it off with Tina, but know that I can give up the rest with minimal pain. I ask myself why I’m willing to put up with
something like this. I mean, I can have any
woman in the world, with my switches. Sure it would take some work, and I’d have to get over my hang-up about manipulating others, but still. .
.
But Stephanie is the first woman to like me, for me.

She is also a geek on my own level. And I truly do care about her.

I turn my steps towards home, and start trudging.

I find Rose and Dennis sitting in the main room of the apartment, when I get home. They’re
watching TV and not scre.wing, which I’m
thankful for, considering the conversation I'd just
had with Stephanie.

Dennis greets me as I walk in the door. “There you are,” he acts like he hasn’t seen me in days.
“Have you been watching the news?”

“About the satellite?” I ask, fairly sure I know
where he’s going, and not really wanting to think about it. Flashes of the ßokoharms scout ship blowing
up run through my mind, and I do my best to squash them.

“No, about some of those freaks with abilities,” he corrects me. I can feel my temper start to rise at
the mention of freaks, but I quickly get myself under control. Doesn’t he understand that one of those freaks is standing right in front of him,
and may be the only thing standing between him and annihilation? Of course he doesn’t.

“Looks like someone’s been going around, burning and killing them.” He looks at me closely, before
continuing, “Are you alright?”

Nodding, as I head to my room, I feel sick,
wondering who might be doing that.

"Oh yeah, hey," my roommate suddenly says, stopping me, "did I see you coming out of Mrs. Stilinski’s office earlier?"
I’d almost forgotten about the terrific deep throat I'd gotten in her office, until now. It’s a better thought than thinking about people getting
burned up, or having to break things off with Tina.
"Yeah, I got a small cut on my hand, and
she insisted she take a look at it. It turned out to be nothing, though." I show Rose and him my clean, undamaged palm.

"Is it true what their saying?" Rose asks me
excitedly, leaning on the arm of the chair to grin up at me. I have no idea what she's talking about, until she continues. "That she’s giving blow.jobs
to every guy that goes in there," Ellagold's friend clarifies. I feel my face turning red, and know that they have their answer, as I go to my room,
accompanied by their snickers.

I have to work tonight, so I jump in the shower, and furiously clean up. Sometimes I hate
showering before work, knowing that I will need another one, after working at the grill, but I hate
going to work dirty, also. I should’ve asked if Stephanie has to work, but it hadn't crossed my mind at the time, and I don’t dare call to find out.

She’s made it clear she’ll talk to me when she’s ready.

I think about what Dennis had say about Mrs. Stilinski. Have my switches turned her into a nymph.omaniac, or just given her the ability to live out that lifestyle? She'd told me that she used
to be a Player with her late husband. I wonder if she had suppressed her sexuality in her older
age, until I'd helped her body feel younger with my switches.

It’s my first night back to work, since I'd left for Winter break, and Stephenie is working tonight, though she doesn’t pay me much attention. I try to talk to her, but she only gives me a small
smile, before turning, her dyed red hair flinging out as she walks away. It hurts to be treated like
that after pouring my life out to her earlier, but there is little I can do about it, short of using my switches. A quick sense of her 'happy' switch,
informs me that she’s a little more happy than not, which is at least something.
Unless she’s happy at me being miserable? Naw, that’s not like
her.

Mikel is just as ornery as ever, however.
There’s a new waiter, which he actually makes cry, after he'd made a simple drink order mistake.
There’s another mistake on one of Stephanie's tables, and when Mikel starts to chew her out, I
step up, and claim it'd been my mistake.

"Sorry, Mikel, I misread the order. It’s not her fault." It really had been her fault, but I’m trying to win her back over, though with the way she’s
treating me tonight, I’m not sure why I’m
bothering.

"It's coming out of your paycheck then," Mikel informs me heatedly. "And you, Stephanie, make sure your orders are clear enough, that this
doesn't happen again!" Our boss turns and storms away, to start berating someone else. I can’t remember the last time he was this
miserable to work with, and for the life of me, I can’t figure out why he is.


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Greendly:


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QUEENLIZ.

[size=30pt]*kwantinuation*[/size] [b]in st ßuhari's Tone...

Stephanie drops her chin to her chest, as she contemplates that, and I feel her 'happy' switch slip a little more.

"You're right. If you’d have said that a few minutes ago, I probably would have
blown up, but I can handle it now. You may think of it as manipulating me, and it probably is, but I
want you to know that I appreciate you moving that. . . switch."
Stephanie looks back up at me then, before asking, “Are there any other switches in
me?”

This time it’s me that breaks the gaze, and I nod.

“Two others,” I murmur, feeling her ‘happy’ switch drop a little more.

“And what do these other switches do?” Her tone is level, but I can feel the ice beneath.

“Remember how nervous you were before Prof Jane’s final?” I wait for her nod, before continuing. “I made them to help you
remember things easier, and to increase your confidence.”

Stephanie's emotional switch ticks up a bit, but oddly her words are juxtaposed with her emotions. “I
thought you didn’t want to manipulate me?”

“I wasn’t manipulating you,” I defend myself. “I
gained nothing by helping you out. You were so worried, but I knew you could pass it on your own. I just tried to give you a bit of a boost, is all.”

Stephanie doesn’t respond for awhile, and her switch doesn’t give me any clues as to what she might be thinking, either.
Finally after a few minutes she asks, "I don't understand why this alien gave you
this ability, though. Is it just to mess with the human race?"

I’m glad she’s sitting down, as I know the next part might be the hardest to explain, and believe.

"No, she did it to try to save all of us." I explain to her about the ßokoharms, how they gained their
technology, and then turned and used it against their teachers, the aliens.

"The ßokoharms will be here in a month," I conclude.

"And you're supposed to be able to stop them with these switches of yours? How are you going
to do that? Make them all happy and start dancing na.ked? or start their cars?"
Stephanie asks me, and despite the guilt I feel for using her switch, I’m glad it’s removed most of her
anger.

"My sister, Loveth, has the same gene I do, but her ability is different. She magnifies my ability,
but in order to do so, we have to be touching." I tell her, fearing her wrath will return.

"Touching? How much touching?" she asks
hesitantly, and I know she is thinking about me being with Loveth.

I take a deep breath before answering.
"The more contact we have, the more powerful my ability,
and the easier it is to both sense, and manipulate my switches." I tell her about what happened
with my father, as an example.

Stephanie is silent for a long time, and I’m afraid she is going to blow up. When she finally speaks, it’s
with a calm I don’t expect.

"You mean sèx."

"Not if I don't have to," I tell her. "If I can do it without having to resort to that, then I won't go that far."

"You're not stupid, Nick," Stephanie berates me instantly. "I know in anime and on TV they always wait till the last second to use their full power, but that doesn't mean you have to.
Besides, it's not like you haven't already slept with her."
She surprises me by grabbing my hand
and looking fiercely into my eyes. "If I’ve ever meant anything to you, then I only ask one thing."

"You do mean something to me," I promise her.

"That's why I’m telling you all of this, Steph, I also trust you. I’ve never told anyone all of this. Tina knows about my ability, but she doesn't know
about Vage, or the ßokoharms. Loveth only knows because of her ability. I want you to understand. .
. No, I need you to see what I am up against."

Stephanie shakes her head at that. "No, I know you can make me forget if you have to, by using one of
your switches, and don't tell me you wouldn’t, because you don't want to manipulate me." I
marvel at how smart this woman is, and how well she knows me.

"I love you, Nick, and I don't want to lose you." She pauses to take a breath to
steady herself, before continuing. "I want to be there, when you fight against these ßoko race."

I open my mouth to protest that it will be too dangerous. That Vage's ship will be the first casualty if I fail, but she covers my mouth with her hand.

"I’ll be there, or we’re done." She moves my head up and down, forcing me to agree with it, and I can’t help but laugh. "Now get out of my car. I have a lot to think about, and I want to make sure they’re my own thoughts."

I know she doesn’t think I can actually control her thoughts, but understand her motives.

Silently I step out, knowing that she needs her space. I’ve done all that I can. The rest is up to her.
Before she pulls away, she rolls down the
window and leans over. "Oh, and Nick, all of the others stop, unless I'm there." Stephanie speeds away before I can even think of answering her.


TBC [/b]

[size=35pt]*kwantinuation*[/size] [b]in st ßuhari's Tone...

When I see that we’re heading to the parking lot, I begin to worry that maybe Stephanie intends to get in her car and drive off.

When we get to her
vehicle, however, she unlocks the door, and
waits for me to get in the passenger seat. It isn't going to get much more private than this, right now.

"So start talking," she tells me, her voice stiff with emotion. Stephanie’s sitting with her hands in her lap, and staring into her steering wheel, as if it might impart some wisdom to her.

"Before that night in the freezer, I slept with Tina, from Professor Jane's class," I begin.

"But that was before we were together in the freezer. It doesn't count," she tells me stiffly.

"No, it doesn't, but it didn’t stop that night," I reply. "You already know about Stacy your sister, at the party. . ." I tell her everyone I’ve been with, holding nothing back, even telling her about Loveth, Alice, and Jane Janet.

She sits in silence, through it all, until I mention Vage.

"Wait, you want me to believe you’ve been with an alien? Do you think I'm stupid?" Her eyes flash angrily at me, but her tone is oddly soft, and sounds all the more dangerous for it.

"No, I think you are the Smartestpop of Geeky woman I know." I tell her carefully, but meaning every word. Well, at least the smartest in my age group and not in the world at large.

"Stephanie, I can prove it," her eyes lift
in disbelief.
"She gave me an ability that I think of
as switches or Triggers. Anything I can conceive of as a
switch, I can affect. I can also sense those
switches. That's how I’m always able to tell you apart from Stacy. I made a switch in you,
but not one in her. That's why you could never trick me, after the party."

"You made a switch in me?" she asks, obviously not believing me. "And what does it do, make me fall stupidly in love with you?" The bitter quality to her tone feels like a knife digging into my chest,
but at least she’s listening.

"No. I think of it as a 'happy' switch. If I move it,
you’ll feel happier," I tell her, while looking
shamefully at my hands.

"So why don't you move it now, and just make me happy? Come on. I'm tired of feeling angry, and hurt, and sad, and betrayed. If you really
have this ability, make me happy," she demands of me, but I’m not going to cheat at this. Her emotion is genuine, and I don’t care to create fake
feelings in her.

"I won't manipulate you like that. I’ve never used that switch, other than to sense whether I’m
dealing with you, or Stacy. I can still prove
it, though," I hurriedly tell her, as I sense her
anger rising.

I think for only a split second, and her car starts up. It’s too easy for me to do it, as I've been starting cars since practically the first day.

Stephanie jumps when her car starts, and she digs the keys out of her pocket. She looks from her steering wheel, to her keys, and back to me for a few seconds, before she can gather enough words to speak.

"That’s a fluke. Some trick you're playing on me. Did you install one of those automatic starters
when I wasn’t paying attention?" I know she is just trying to rationalize everything.

I shake my head, and just for theatrics, snap my fingers and turn her car off. Her eyes grow wide, and I know I have her complete attention now.

"Okay, so you have some strange power. I still say you should prove it by making me happy,"
she says, obviously still upset with me.

"I don't want to manipulate you," I try explaining to her again, but she won’t have it. Sighing with
resignation, I start to push against her 'happy'
switch. It takes some serious effort to move it. I think it’s because she’s primed against it. The simple fact that it moves at all, shows how much I’ve grown in power over the last few weeks.

Once it starts to move, however, I notice an
immediate change in her demeanor, and it
becomes easier and easier to move. "See," I tell her, once I have it all the way on,

"You're happy
now. Satisfied?"

"Oh my. . . I. . .I can't believe it. I AM happy. I was so angry a moment ago, but you really can do it!" she nearly titters.

Not feeling comfortable with myself, or what I've
done, I start to move the switch back off, but she stops me, sensing what I’m doing.

"Don't you dare take this away! Okay, you want me to believe, I believe. Just don't take this away. You're
better than an anti-depressant." She looks at me with a slight smile on her lips, but it slowly straightens out on its own.
"You still cheated on
me though. . ." Feeling sick and disgusted, the words are out of
my mouth before I can stop them.

"I didn’t cheat, because we weren't officially together...." I take a pause when i felt a little drop on her 'happy' switch.


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