The Guzzler Strikes! (Closed to Milkmaiden)

"It's allright," I smirked at Kim. "I guess we do have a lot to discuss." In the back of my mind, I was wondering how to explain what happened with Dr. Ziegler.

Bastion had this peculiar look about him, the way his eyes looked over Kim. Perhaps after learning how her powers worked, he felt keen in asking her one day to let him try it out, consequences be damned. College guys, always so horny. Then again, who am I to talk?

I gave Kim a Klennex to wipe the tears from her face before looking at Melissa and Bastion. Tredger needs to be told what's happening. There was still the matter of what could be done with Kim. It took a moment to process everything, her powers and her history. She mentioned having a boyfriend, what became of him? She was a lot like what we feared would occur if the people heard we had powers, be taken advantage of and abused. "Okay, look" I said waving everyone together so I could whisper. These walls had ears. "For right now, it doesn't look like Kim's been fully exposed." Looking at one of the papers, there was conjecture and suspicion but no concrete evidence.

"What do you think we should do?" whispered Melissa to me.

"For right now, maybe just lay low for awhile," glancing at Kim. "Maybe we should alter your appearance, dye and trim your hair, give you a different look and you can blend in with the other students. We let the heat die down and we keep this all strictly between us."

Melissa agreed. Bastion still had that strange look at Kim. "I'll talk to Tredger," said Melissa, "I can convince him to agree."

"Good" I nodded. Then my eyes fell to the newspapers. "You gotta hide these."

"Yeah. We can't throw them out. Someone could find them in the dumpster, agreed Bastion. We couldn't burn them without drawing suspicion. Perhaps shred them little by little and throw them into various dumpsters. "What about the person that reported the story?" I asked. "We may have to do something about them."
 
Guzzler

Kim had told her friends about her superpower and surprisingly that did not freak them out too bad. Ryan, however, had said “It's alright," and "I guess we do have a lot to discuss." Kim had no idea what that meant? When a guy said we have something to discuss, that usually meant they wanted to breakup. Kim had a bad feeling that she had really screwed up her relationship with Ryan. She was about to cry and again, and did not want the others to see. So she had to leave.

“Ok, well, I’ll go change my looks. Catch you all later” Kim said and walked out of melissa’s room. She cried a little bit, but pulled herself together. She needed to get a lot done today, and cried was not one of those things.

She got in her van and headed over to the hair salon. She had no idea what new look she wanted, but it had to be different. She remembered what she had thought during their last superhero action. Her purple outfit and blonde hair really stood out at night. She needed darker hair.

As she parked and headed into the salon, she told her hairdresser “Total makeover, color my hair black with flaming red highlights”

Her stylist when to work and 1 hour later, Kim looked like a very different person. The red highlights weren’t flaming, but looked great. She then headed over to the “Navy/Army” store and picked up combat boots, combat knife, utility belt, ballcap, and googles. She had a sport bra with a red strip, short leather jacket, and skin tight leather pants she could add to complete the outfit.

Lastly, and she hated to do it, but she went to a gun store. She bought the most powerful taser they had. She NEVER want to use the taser, but just in case, she had it.

Back in her dorm room, she tried everything on. She loved it. Her outfit was dark, so it would be hard to see her. It was also sexy, as her superpower required. She changed back into regular cloths and headed off to her first class. She wondered if anyone would invite her to lunch or dinner, in particular, Ryan.

To her surprise, she got a text from Bastion inviting her over to his dorm room to study that afternoon.
 
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Ryan

I could see that Kim was still upset, over what-I couldn't tell. Perhaps it was best that I let her breathe for awhile and let ourselves simmer down. If there was a moment we could get together, in private, then I was going to tell her what happened between Dr. Ziegler and I. It felt only right. Kim was opening up about her past, thereby meaning that she trusted me and the others. So I had to open up to her and tell her what happened while she was gone.

Dr. Ziegler was a good cocksucker, but she was a professor and this sort of relationship between her and a student wasn't proper. In fact, it was against the rules as stated in one of the pamphlets the school gave us when I moved in.

This was a real mess.

Our group broke up and I went to my room for a bit before heading out for my next class. This one wasn't that sultry Dr. Ziegler. This was just simple Math. Hated math. I was improving in it but never was astute. It was the formulas. I couldn't remember the formulas. Thankfully my professor, Mr. Prescott, allowed us to write on cheat sheets. He seemed like a laid back kind of teacher.

I didn't get a chance to hang out with the others at lunch because of this class. Several students and myself stayed behind to talk about the contents of the syllabus and Prof. Prescott was a very long winded man. He turned simple questions into 10-minute stories each. Not that we minded. He was a well-traveled man having been to almost every continent.

By the time he was finished, lunch was nearly over and it was time to move to my next class. Damn. Melissa sent me a text message asking if we could meet and I had to explain I couldn't.

When I last class finished that afternoon, I was finally free. Walking back to my dorm, I caught sight of Dr. Ziegler leaving her office and heading back home. Don't think she noticed me.

Getting back to my dorm and throwing my book-bag on the bed, I sat down and tapped a text message to Kim asking if she could come over to my room so we could talk in private.
 
The Guzzler

After Kim’s last class she went right over to Bastion’s room. She liked Bastion as a friend. She had never thought of him as anything else. He was short, with no muscles at all. He had blonde hair, blue eyes and frameless glasses. He was the geeky science type.

They were both in Psychology 101, a required freshman course. They had the same teacher, but were in different sections. The big assignment for the midterm was writing up a case study. It was based upon a real clinical case.

“Hi Bastion” Kim said as he opened his door.

“Wow… you look different! He said staring at her. “And totally awesome!”

“Thanks… I always wondered what I would look like with dark hair. Now, I know!” She said with a grin.

“Hey… I got the case study material available by my desk, sodas and a few snacks too. Just to keep our energy up” He explained.

“Wow… thanks… You are scoring an A for a study buddy!” Kim told him.

Kim grabbed a chair and started to go over the case material.

After they both finished reviewing the material. Kim said “Well… the person in the case study is depressed. That is certain. But I’m not sure what is causing it? And why they have such poor coping skills, or why they are so promiscuous!”

“I have a thought. Child abandonment” Bastion suggested.

“What?” Kim asked.

Bastion looked directly into Kim’s eyes. "My parents kicked me out of the house when I turned 18. I was already showing signed of my powers. Generating fireballs, stuff like that. My parents, just threw me out. I was abandoned. This case involves someone younger… But I know what it feels like to be abandoned and these symptoms are aligned to that event.” He said. Kim could see some tears in Bastion’s eyes.

Kim grabbed him and gave him a hug. “Bastion… I did not know. I’m so sorry!” Kim said while hugging him. “I’m here for you… and so are your friends. You will make it through this” Kim explained.

"I fucking hate my parents right now” Bastion said as he got his crying under control. The two just hugged in silence for a minute. Bastion pulled it together and they separated.

“Well, that was embarrassing” Bastion said.

“Don’t worry about it. I think you have a good idea for this case study! And the professor probably realizes it happens to gift people a lot. Not just true abandonment, but emotional abandonment too.” Kim said.

“Kim, can I ask you something personal?” Bastion said.

“Sure” Kim replied.

“Were you abandoned too? Do you think that might be the cause of your Promiscuity?” He asked.

“I was not abandoned!” Kim said in her defense. “I left to protect my parents and what do you mean my promiscuity? She asked.

“Well… you know... the whole cock sucking thing?” He clarified.

“I think that is just part of my superpower…” Kim explained “If I start thinking about cocks… or see images… I get urges…” Kim explained. “Kind of like kryptonite for superman” She said.

“Oh, sorry, I just thought it was psychological.” Bastion explained. “So talking about big hard cocks… throbbing cocks. That gets to you?” He asked.

Kim mouth was watering. Images of cocks were in her mind. She wanted to suck on one. She lusted after one. Her pussy quivered in joy, thinking about a cock slipping between her lips.

“Bastion…” Kim gasped as she stood up “I have to leave… I don’t want to do something I will regret later.”

“God, I’m sorry. Shit! I should not have said anything. What can I do to make it better?” Bastion asked. “How about you sucking me off… will that help?” He asked.

Kim was breathing heavy and her whole body was shaking. When Bastion offered her his cock. She wanted it. She was getting ready to say yes, when her phone beeped. She looked down at it and saw a text from Ryan.

“I have to go… bye” She said to Bastion and ran out of his room. She made it to the girl’s bathroom where she splashed cold water in her face. It took about 10 mins but she did calm down. Then she responded to Ryan’s text and walked over to his room. Bastion and Ryan were in the same dorm building, so it could almost no time.

She knocked on Ryan’s door.
 
Boy was I surprised when opening the door and there was this dark haired woman standing there. Blinking several times, it took her smiling and saying Hi before recognizing her at Kim. "Oh, hi!" nervously chuckling. "Come on in. I just finished class for the day. Now that you're back, I wanted to talk to you about something."

Kim entered and closed the door, ensuring it was locked to prevent anyone from barging in.

"I only have a few snacks and drinks" pointing to my small fridge. "Have at it." Sitting on the edge of my bed, my eyes followed Kim as she walked over and sat beside me, crossing her legs. She smirked and gave a slight nod. "How was jail?"

"I met a lot of interesting people" Kim replied. "I'll have to tell you the whole story sometime."

"Yeah, well, it took a lot of guts for you to give yourself up like that. There's been some stories on the news about you, or the Guzzler. Nothing really concrete. Just a lot of suggestions."

"That's the media for ya" Kim smiled. "It's mostly fluff. Gotta use the right buzz words to keep people watching."

"Well, I'm glad you're back. I needed to tell you something" lowering my head for a moment and shaking. Was now the right time? Kim gave a reassuring nod. "Okay. Do you know Dr. Ziegler?" I asked. The name did ring a bell but she didn't know her all too well as she didn't have a class with her yet. "She's teaching science. Well, I, uh," it was hard trying to put this all into words. It was hard because of many things, I liked Kim and she may like me. Dr. Ziegler seduced me and I liked it, most of it. But it wasn't right for a professor to be that intimate with a student. Yet I could still remember it all. It was like, I was there but not in control. Just going with it. I don't know. I can still feel her large chest and her firm ass in hand, feel her mouth around my member and the feeling of climaxing on her face, the look of surprise as she was glazed. She also implied that this may continue. What would it evolve to?

"Ryan? Ryan?" Kim whispered. It shook me. Evidently I daydreamed. "You okay? You looked like you were talking to the floor." I was staring at the floor and my mouth was moving but no words were coming out. Out of concern Kim placed a hand on my shoulder, "You can tell me anything. What's said here, stays here."

Honesty was the best policy. Kim and I may not be in a deep relationship, though she wanted to date, I didn't want this to get in the way. Maybe she would understand, after all, she's the Guzzler. She probably sucked off more guys than I could count.

"Okay" drawing a sharp breath and letting it out, my eyes turned and locked on to Kim's. "Yesterday, Dr. Ziegler asked me to come to her office. While we were there, she gave me sat on my lap and then, next thing I know, she's sucking me off and I came." There. Fast and to the point. "God! I feel so stupid now saying it" rubbing the back of my neck.
 
The Guzzler

Kim was pretty shocked about what Ryan told her.

“Ryan, please don't feel stupid!" Kim said. "I can’t believe a teacher at this school… did that to you! That is total BS!” Kim declared.

Ryan looked like he needed a hug from her. She hugged him.

“I still like you! A lot!" Kim said as they hugged.

"I feel bad, it was like I cheated on you!” Ryan confessed.

“Please don’t feel bad.” Kim said. But she was glad Ryan felt so strongly about her and their relationship. “I think infidelity requires an emotional element. Not just sex. Having sex is not cheating. If infidelity was just sex, then every time someone masturbated it would be cheating.” Kim reasoned.

Ryan pulled back and looked at Kim’s face. She was making some sense.

“And I think an emotional affair, where no sex is involved, mean the unfaithful partner is no longer invested in the relationship. That is bad, much worse than sex.” Kim explained. “This teacher attacking you… that was not cheating.”

Ryan nodded “You are pretty understanding about all this” He said.

“Well… think about what I told you this morning. I’ve had a lot of sex with a lot of people. It is caused by my super power. Almost like a sex addiction. If that is cheating, then I have cheated on you, multiple times. But I don’t feel that way. The sexual interactions have no emotional element.” Kim explained.

She looked into his eyes “Ryan… do you think I cheated on you?” she asked.
 
I had to keep myself under control. All these emotions could have an effect on my powers I lost control of myself, it was when my grandmother died, I began having spasms with my body generating strange shapes. After we hugged and let each other go, I drew a breath and listened to what Kim had to say. It took time to process this. Not knowing what she did in jail or well before her coming to this school...I was just overwhelmed with what happened between me and Dr. Ziegler. She took advantage of me. Even though, in a way, I liked it, it wasn't what she was allowed to do. Who knows, she could have gone after others.

Kim asked if she ever cheated on me, that brought me back to this reality. Our hands slipped off each other. Placing them on my lap and curling the fingers, I drew a deep breath and let it out slowly. That purge calmed me down, gave me a moment to think. Sure, being the Guzzler meant she had a lot of sex, then Kim added the emotional attachment. I always thought that having sex with someone else, not your girlfriend or spouse was considered an affair. Then she added that if there was no emotional attachment, then it being an affair was suspect. Could it be? I mean, having sex usually meant there was some emotion involved, right?

Looking up at Kim, "I-I don't think so," forcing myself to say it. It was hard to say because I had not been in a serious relationship before and this whole couple of days was throwing me for a loop. "The way you say it, I guess that makes sense. Maybe some of us don't have full control of their powers yet and what you have is definitely different than everyone else. So, no, I don't think you cheated on me" letting out a long sigh. "I just, I just feel overwhelmed with what happened with Dr. Ziegler."

All of this would stay between us and Kim opening up made me feel like I should ask about her previous sexual history then ultimately went against that for my emotions. Didn't need more of the emotions, this time arousal, joining my nervousness and fear.

"What do you think we should do?" I asked Kim.
 
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Guzzler and Ryan’s First Date

“I think we should live our lives. Enjoy every moment." Kim said, then a good idea struck her. Let's go on our first date, now! I know it is not until Saturday… but if you are willing so am I.” Kim asked.

Ryan was unsure, but... he said “Ok”

“Great… I asked around and there is a fun little college pizza place. Cheap but good. How about I get ready and we meet at my van in 30 minutes.” Kim suggested.

30 minute Later

Kim met Ryan by her van. She was wearing a tight halter top and blue jeans. She looked great, but casual. She even open the door for him.

“After you” She said.

“The guy is supposed to open the door.” Ryan pointed out.

“I asked you out, so I get to open the door.” Kim said.

They drove to the local hangout that was popular with the college crowd because of its tasty pizza and cheap beer. “Pizza Italiano”. Kim ran around and opened Ryan’s car door again. Then she grabbed his hand and escorted him inside the small but cozy place.

The hostess guided the two of them to a table.

"Your server will be with you in a moment," the hostess said as she turned on her toe and walked away.

"Isn’t this nice!” Kim said with a smile. “We are just like real college students!”

The waitress came to the table "Welcome to Pizza Italiano. Can I take your drink orders?"

"Yes, a pitcher of Bud Light and a large pizza with everything on it." Kim said.

The girl nodded. "Anything else?"

"That's it." As she walked away, Ryan looked at Kim. "You have this all planned out."

"Yep" Kim replied, proud of herself. As they waited on their order to arrive, Kim talked to Ryan.

“Ryan, please don’t stress out over Dr. Ziegler. If she tries something like that again, you need to tell her no.” Kim encouraged Ryan. “And if she continues to push, you’ll need to turn her into the school administration.”

"And as far as me, everyone has a past. Everyone has flaws. The key thing is do I make you happy? I know you make me happy." Kim said. Both them took sips from their beers.

"Special occasion?" The waitress asked as she delivered the pizza.

“Our first date” Kim explained “I’m really lucky, don’t you think?” She asked the waitress.

“You sure are” The waitress agreed as she looked at Ryan.
 
Kim certainly had a way of making me feel special. The way the two women looked at me made my cheeks blush. The two leered at me with smiles before the waitress nodded, "You two enjoy yourselves. Let me know if you need anything" and slowly walked away.

I wasn't a drinker and this lite beer was something unusual. That's why I was sipping it. There was no way in knowing what I would act like when drunk. This was a college town and like almost all of the other patrons, they were as young as us and enjoying themselves. In my mind, I was thinking about what Kim was saying, about everyone having a past and about Dr. Ziegler. The more I thought about it, the more I was troubled. She was my professor, we were going to see each other again. What if she does try to put the moves on me, what if she wanted to go further than what we did before? Going to Administration was the right solution, but it would be my word against her's and without solid evidence, they won't take the word of a freshman student against that of a professor with tenure.

Taking a hot slice from the pie and sliding it onto my plate, I folded and took a bite out of the tip. AH! Too hot! I quickly sipped my cold beer to extinguish the blaze. Kim chuckled. "AH! WOO!" fanning my mouth. "Hot stuff!"

"If you think that's hot" Kim smirked, "Why don't you try some of this?" sliding over a bottle of Tabasco that was on the table beside the Parmesan cheese and pepper flakes.

Cooling off and swallowing, I looked over at Kim, "Ah. No thanks!" chuckling. "That's just hot enough for me" wiping my lips with a napkin. "If I can ask, how was it on the inside?" meaning her time in jail. I've never been inside a jail before. Always feared about being in one, especially when I gained my powers. A persistent nightmare I had was, the police or the Feds bursting into my room at night and dragging me away.

There was enough noise around us that I doubt anyone could hear us talking. All the better. That meant I get to lean in to Kim and listen to her talk. "I expected that it was a real cesspool with hardcore criminals and brutal police officers waving their batons," I said to her before taking up my still hot slice and taking another bite. This time it wasn't as hot. "How did you get out of there without any trouble?"

She was the Guzzler, that part I knew, but I wanted to know what the whole plan was, how did she get out? So far, the news was remaining rather hushed about the Guzzler. So she didn't escape, or was she let out?
 
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The Guzzler

Ryan asked Kim about getting out of jail. It was a part of the story she had not told the others.

“Well, the Police Commissioner Bob Donovan came down and talked to me. He thanked me for my crime fighting. Then told me the video cleared me. They could not hold me, but as a favor to them, he asked me to stay for 24 hours. So I did. Then I came back to school.” Kim explained.

“The police have a few elements that hate crime fighters. The rest are indifferent, or like us. I think it is kind of like the city. You never, know where you stand with people.” Kim explained. She took a bite of the pizza. “This is good.” She said pointing to the pizza.

An older lady came up to their table. It took a second, but Kim recognized her. It was the old lady that needed her car fixed.

“Hi, I think you two helped me fix my car. That was so nice. I needed to thank you again.” The woman said.

“My name is Kim, and this is Ryan” Kim introduced.

“My name is Rosa Gómez. Thanks again and I like your new hair color” Rosa told Kim.

“Well, it was our pleasure to help you.” Kim said and Rosa walked back to her table.

“I guess changing my hair color only goes so far” Kim said

“I hope that doesn’t happen too often. Someone is going to figure out who you are” Ryan said with worry in his voice.

“Speaking of that trip, were you able to get the cell phone to Will, the homeless guy?” She asked.
 
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"Yes" I replied. Reaching into a pocket, removing the folded receipt and sliding it across the table to her, "It has the number on the burner. I've put 1,000 minutes on it. Plus I gave him a few other necessities." Unsure of what I meant by 'necessities', Kim put down her pizza and unfolded the receipt. There was the phone number, a phone card, plus food and toiletry items. "I found some money inside your van," confessing outright. "It was between the cushions of the front seat. Will is expecting you to call at some point."

"Thank you" Kim said softly as she refolded the paper and slid it into a pocket. "How is Will, by the way?"

"He's doing well," I replied, taking another bite of hot pizza. After swallowing, "He was disappointed when you didn't show up with the phone. He asked where you were. I also got him some McDonald's during our meeting."

"I have that affect on people" Kim winked as she continued to eat.

I laughed, "Oh, yes. You do!" Looking around to ensure we were once again alone, "Now that you're here, what's going to happen now? I mean, what's going to happen between us and the criminal element?" We weren't Batman and Robin and we weren't the X-Men. Kim had the experience whilst I was new to it and lacked combat skills. If we were going to continue with this crime-fighting gig, we would need better training. "Is there anyone that you know that can train and equip us?"

Friends with benefits

Melissa went on runs to reduce stress and to keep herself in shape. She ran around the school's courtyard, building up a sweat before heading back to her dorm. Today she was feeling particularly frisky. Rather than let her simple dildo do the work, she texted Bastion and Tredger to meet her at her room.

They knew what that meant and came running. Since they've met each other at this school, the three had been 'special friends' as Melissa calls it. That was just a fancy term for 'fuck buddies'.

When her two male companions joined her in her room, Melissa was eagerly awaiting them. She was waring her pink trimmed black sports bra and matching leggings with socks and tennis shoes, her blonde hair slicked back in a high ponytail. Her slightly tanned skin lathered in sweat. Laying on her bed with a smile, she wanted them.

Bastion went first and the two began making out on the bed, Melissa on the bottom with her toned legs wrapped around his waist. Tredger waited off on the side, watching while stroking himself. In a way, they were all cheating; Bastion was picturing Melissa as Kim, so was Tredger. Melissa could sense it, that they were attracted to her. While she feared not losing them as friends, she did fear losing the no-obligation sex they were having and wanted to continue putting it out there so they would bite. But she also wondered what Ryan was like.
 
The Guzzler

“Ryan, that is a great idea. I don’t know about you, or the others, but I’m still going out. I'm still going to fight the criminals. We are gifted and we need to use those gifts to help people. I understand we are not Batman or Robin. But I admire Batman. He does not have a superpower, but he dons his bat costume and gets out there, night after night, keeping the streets of Gotham safe.

He has money and training, but he also has the right mental attitude. When faced with impossible odds, when he clearly cannot win, he simply picks himself up and fights on. He keeps on going regardless because, he does not want to quit.

If we can start with that attitude, and add training, and our superpowers. We’d be amazing crime fighters! This city and the people in it are depending on us. They might not understand that yet, but if we clean up the crime, they will see it. I know they will” Kim told Ryan.

“How about I arrange for some after-hours training at the police academy? I think I can talk the police commissioner into it. The academy will turn our bodies into weapons, and provide mental and legal training too! What do you think?” Kim asked.
 
When Kim said she thinks she could persuade the police commissioner, the images flashed in my head of her at work using her special powers. I wonder what's going through the man's mind if Kim did that, using her guzzling powers. Does all of that memory, the sensations, just go away? Then I remembered her other persuasion that occurs afterwards, she plants memories in their vulnerable mind. Kim was doing a lot of implying, a lot of hinting towards me that I wondered how she truly felt about me. I think the only thing that was really holding her back from a serious commitment was her powers. She couldn't be romantic with anyone.

It was time for me to use my persuasion. "I'll talk to the others. I'm sure I can convince them to come along. Melissa, I feel, may be the only one to seriously have reservations about going. But, if the others go, she'll go." That was pretty bold of me to say considering I only knew these three only a day or so before Kim came into the picture. Then again, I do have that effect on people, and it wasn't from special powers. "They'll complain about the pain, but they'll get use to it" I smiled. "Besides, getting some secret fame may put them into a better frame of mind! When do you think you can set it up?"

Further thinking, I was also an admirer of Batman, though I was really partial to Batgirl. Superman was someone we would like to be, but Batman was a character that was more, for lack of a better term, human. Bruce Wayne was someone we would like to be, filthy rich and have everything in the world. Being Batman meant you have all those wonderful toys. If we get the right people maybe we get some of those toys, maybe even our own Batmobile!

Back at the School

Making out for several minutes Bastion was taking his time. Tredger was becoming impatient just standing to the side and stroking while these two had their fun. Coughing to remind them he was there, Tredger stepped forward. Rising to a sitting position, Bastion crawled back and pulled down Melissa's leggins. Giggling as the cold air rolled through her body as the sweat began to dry on her hot skin. It wasn't long before Bastions lips were between her legs as she took Tredger's rod. With another giggle she opened her mouth and took it in, running the flat of her tongue around its circumference.

As Bastion ate her out, Melissa showed her skills by slowly swallowing his rod while flicking her eyes up at the towering Tredger. He played with her perky chest, squeezing her breasts over the fabric of her sports bra. When he was ready, Bastion mounted her. He wasn't one for teasing. He just went straight for it, burrowing himself into her. Melissa's legs wrapped around his waist once against as he thumped into her, the impacts pushing the air from her lungs. Her hands reached out and grabbed Bastion's shoulders. She moaned with her eyes closed, liking the feel of two in her. It wasn't long before Bastion began making funny noises. He pulled out and the moment he did, spunk spat out and landed on her chest, soaking into her bra and dribbled on her flat stomach.

Normally Melissa didn't like it when the boys sprayed their cum on her chest, face, or clothes. The boys either came inside her or on her stomach or backside where it can easily be showered off. In this case she was willing to make an exception. Today she was feeling generous and there was more on her mind than worrying about some cum stains.

His deed done, Bastion looked at his watched, dressed himself and left. Tredger and Melissa didn't mind. Melissa didn't tell Bastion but she liked Tredger's sex much more than being with him or having both with her. But why have one when you can have two at once? With him gone, Melissa stood up while while grasping Tredger's rod, led him to her shower.
 
After the date

It was 11:00 pm and Kim walked back to her dorm room. The date with Ryan had gone really well! They had a great time and talked about a lot of fun stuff. She walked Ryan back to his room and ended the date with a hug and kiss. It was a little kiss. Nothing super passionate or serious. Kim felt it was the right way to end the date. She wanted to more, of course! But she was not going to screw things up with Ryan. She was going to take it slow and easy. She hoped that was what he wanted as well.

The Next Day

Kim was still flying high from her date with Ryan. She had just gotten off the phone with the police commissioner. He had told her the police academy idea was a good one. She and her friends were expected that evening at 1900 hours.

He had warned her that each of her friends needed to be trustworthy, honest, and in good physical shape. He said being in law enforcement meant takes responsibility, maintains control when resolving issues or responding to emergency situations, and making logical, fair decisions with calm professionalism, while adhering to the law.

He said there was physical part of the class, running, lateral and vertical movement, dummy drag and lift, fence climbing. After the exercise, the instructor would cover fundamental principles, procedures and techniques of law enforcement. Things like Criminal Law, Investigative Procedures, Defensive Tactics, Firearms, Accident response, Handling Emotional Situations and First Aid/CPR.

Kim thought it all sounds like fun. She also thought the teachers at the gifted school should cover some of these topics as well! She was going to suggested next time she saw the dean of the school.

There was only one thing she was worried about with tonight session. It was silly, but she wanted to show off to Ryan a little bit. She wanted to be super strong for the physical exercises. That meant she needed to suck off a few men. For lunch, she went over to the “grounds keeping” building. This was where the people that took care of the school’s grounds were having lunch. Lucky for Kim, it was 4 men and no women.

“Hi… can I ask a favor of all of you?” She started off.

10 minutes later

The first guy pulled his cock from Kim’s mouth and stroked his load into her open mouth. The warm, wet ropes of cum landed into her mouth, filling it. Kim knew the man was having an intense climax from the amount of semen that was coming from his cock. By the time it eased up, her mouth was full and he needed to squirt a few shots on her face.

"Damn, that's a lot of cum," Kim moaned swallowing it all.

The second and third men, Kim sucked off at the same time. She licked and sucked on two cock at once. It was so erotic, both man popped off after only a minute.

The last man, Kim lay back and wrapped her large breasts around his cock. She had good breasts for tit-fucking. All she had to do was placed a man’s cock between them, was push them together. Her cleavage was deep and firm enough it felt just like a pussy. Particularly if she was well lubed, like she was today. As the man fucked her tits, she leaned forward, so his cock entered her mouth. She added more saliva, to keep her tits lubed up. The 4th man was back between her tits and fucked them faster and faster, letting the bliss rise unfettered in his cock.

His balls tightened as his orgasm approached. He knew he was one lucky son of a bitch to get a tit job for lunch. He was on the verge and lost it when Kim leaned forward again and licked his cock head as it reached its furthest point. A huge burst of cum shot forth into her mouth, catching Kim off guard. Over and over he released his cum. What did not stay in her mouth, pooled on her neck between her collar bones. It was another significant load!

Kim told the men to be extra nice to their wives or girlfriends tonight. Then she was off… ready for the police academy!
 
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After Kim dropped me off at my dorm, she gave me a quick kiss, giggled and left. For a moment the thought flashed in my mind that she had used her special powers and I was now under her influence. But, no. I was still in control of my faculties. The date went great. My heart was giddy. It didn't mean that we were in a serious relationship, not yet, anyways. There was still a lot we didn't know about each other. Best not to jump the gun. A few more dates, maybe a whole semester together would be a good way to test the waters before getting into a commitment. Plus we could make good partners as super-heroes.

Closing the door to my room and taking off my shoes, there came a knock on the door. First thought was, Kim wanted to say something else personally instead of over a text message. Looking through the peephole, it wasn't Kim but Melissa. Opening the door, she was all smiles, "Hi! Can I come in?" Shrugging my shoulders, I let her in. "So, uh, I saw Kim and you, wanted to ask, where did you guys go?"

"Just to get some pizza" I replied going over and sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Oh, cool" Melissa replied, brushing some of her blonde hair before she walked over and sat beside. "So, I wanted to ask you, are you, like, seeing anyone at the moment?"

"Uh, why?" I asked. She was leaning in and even batting her blue eyes.

"I'm just curious" turning away for a moment she threw her legs over the foot of the bed so now she was laying on her back beside me. "See, I'm not sure if Bastion and Treg told you, but, we have a special arrangement."

"What kind of special arrangement?"

Once again she giggled. "You know, friends with benefits!" It took me a moment to register that phrase and my eyes lit up in alarm. "Hehe. They don't know I'm here. I just wanted to ask, you know, if you'd be interested, just you and me. There's no commitment and I'm willing to try anything" biting the tip of her index finger in a somewhat seductive pose.

"Uh, I'll have to think on that" nervously replying.

"Okay!" Melissa chirped and bounded up. "I'll talk to you later then!" and went out the door. That whole scene had me troubled, even more so than what happened between me and Dr. Ziegler. I just couldn't make sense of it that I didn't tell Kim until I woke up the next morning. By then she had left to speak with the police commissioner and I had to wait. In the meantime, I had class, class with Dr. Ziegler.
 
Mya Boyle

Mya had a unique superpower, which she called "intention reversal." A weird power compared to the other students at Davenport's School for Special People. Mya was able to reverse the intentions of another person, causing them to experience what they intend for her. For example, if someone intends to harm her by stabbing or choking her, her superpower reverses their intention, causing them to experience a disabling stabbing pain or constriction of their own throat. On the other hand, her powers could also be used to reverse pleasurable intentions. For example, if someone wanted to make her happy or pleasure her to an ecstatic orgasm, she was able to use her gift to return the favors. She engages her power of intention reversal simply by locking eyes with another person.

Marilyn Lane

Marilyn was different from many of the gifted students at Davenport's. She was not born with her super power, she acquired it. As a child, she suffered from an extremely rare illness. The doctors tried everything, but could not cure her. Finally, her father, a bio-chemist, tried a revolutionary drug on her. She was cured from the illness, but there was a side effect. She was now able to accelerate healing in others. She simply needed to touch their skin and whatever inside of her accelerated healing would now help others heal for a short time. This ability was tied somehow to her fertility and sex drive. Her father’s theory was because a woman’s body was capable to develop life, Marilyn body had tapped into that to heal herself and others. The ability tapped into all of Marilyn sex organs.

In Ryan's dorm

Marilyn and Mya watched as Melissa left Ryan’s room. Then they walked over and stood in front of his door and knocked. A few seconds later, Ryan opened the door with a puzzled look on his face when he saw Marilyn and Mya. Both girls were friends and liked to dress like 1970 hippies.

“Hi Ryan” Marilyn said in a sweet voice. “I’m Marilyn and this is Mya. We are both in Dr. Ziegler, just like you. Do you mind if we walk with you to class?” Marilyn asked

Ryan was still confused and not sure what to say.

“We want to talk to you about something” Mya told him. She lowered her voice “About fighting crime. We think our abilities might be useful. We can tell you what they are as we walk…”
 
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I surely hoped that Melissa didn't yak on her phone to her friends about what we were doing. Grabbing my bag and my laptop, I agreed with these girls and we walked to class. They were all smiles, constantly happy, not super excited-praising the sun and singing-happy, but warm smiles.

"We're friends of Kim. She asked us to come talk to you," Mya said. "We've been reading about what the Guzzler is doing and the growing violence against powered people, and we want to help. We think we can be great assets to the team."

"Okay" I nodded as we walked shoulder to shoulder down the concrete walkway around the courtyard. "But why come to me?"

"Kim thinks you're a good leader," Marilyn explained. "The others, Bastion and Tredger, they can be real jerks," placing a hand on her chest. "Try me, I know." She went on to explain that during her first semester she hooked up with both at different times and when they learned her powers, they wanted to have sex ALL THE TIME. "I'm not a sex doll. But me being on the team, there won't be any problems."

"Yeah" Mya stepped in. "If they try any of their shit, I'll give them a taste of their own medicine."

Both of them explained their powers and I was impressed. Mya wanted to give a demonstration. "Take one of your pencils out, hold it towards me like you're going to stab me. Don't worry." We briefly locked eyes, "This is only going to be a little prick." Pulling out a sharpened pencil and looking around to ensure no one was looking, I clenched it tightly like a dagger and cocked my arm back, ready to bring it down. Squinting her eyes she flashed the thought inside my mind and a sharp pain shot through my arm.

"AH! JESUS!" I yelled, dropping the pencil to the ground. Holding out my right arm, there wasn't a mark but the sharp pain of a needle was coursing through me.

"Told ya" Mya giggled.

Marilyn showed her power by holding onto my arm by the wrist and bicep. Closing her eyes and muttering something, there was a hot sensation that rolled through the arm from top to the tips of the fingers then a relaxing chill. In seconds, the needle pain was gone.

"Wow! That's impressive" I gasped.

"Thank you!" Marilyn smiled. "Like we said, Kim has put a lot of faith into you and we would like to join."

"I don't see why not" I replied. "I'll tell you what, we'll hold a meeting at my room tonight at 8pm. We'll get the whole group together and I'll introduce you to the team."

"Sounds great!" smiled Mya.

Just before we reached Dr. Ziegler's classroom, I paused to tap out a message to Kim via text. "Meeting, my place, 8pm. Whole team, Mya and Marilyn included." Didn't have time to explain it in detail.

Dr. Ziegler was already there, sitting behind her desk, looking at whomever came through the door. She wore her glasses and the tip of a pen rubbing between her lips. When she saw me come in, her eyes lit up. I trembled, feeling both aroused and nervous at the same time. Having connected with me, Mya could sense it as well. She didn't say anything just yet as she sat a few seats behind me while I was in the front.
 
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Marilyn and Mya

Marilyn and Mya sat next to each other in Dr. Ziegler. Both of them were excited about their talk with Ryan. Mya was eyeing him from across the classroom, when she told Marilyn "I’m really excited about this. Ryan is so cute, and hot. I sure would like to fuck him!”

“Mya, I think Kim is dating him. He is off limits!” Marilyn told her.

“Hippie… believe in free love. Make love, not war! Remember! We should act more like hippies. They had great ideas!” Mya countered.

“We can! But Kim and Ryan are not hippies! So we can't do anything with Ryan until she agrees.” Marilyn explained

Mya sighed “You are right, I don't usually think like that," as she looked back at Dr Zieger. "But I'm hornier than a cat in heat--I haven't got laid in six months." Mya added.

Marilyn laughed. "Really?” She asked puzzled.

"I've just been focused on school. I haven't seen anybody recently. So, I've been buttering my own bagel since April, if you know what I mean."

"Mmmmm. . . polishing the pearl, eh?" Marilyn added and both girls burst into giggles. Dr Zieger gave them a stern looks and they stopped.

"Yeah, petting my kitty every night! I enjoy ladyfingers in cream--" Mya joked some more. but Marilyn held her giggles in check-- "it does get a little old!"

"Well, you know. . . " Marilyn said looking back at Ryan. "Maybe… he is a hippie too! We should ask him!”
 
Me and the Temptress

Ever since entering the room, I could feel Dr. Ziegler's bright blue eyes boring into me behind those black framed glasses, the tip of her pen lightly pinched between her lips, tight jean wrapped legs crossed. Sitting there nervously, I had to look at her in order to understand the lesson.

When class began, the door was shut and there was a hush in the room as the Doctor began her lesson at the dry erase board. She knew she was being watched by the other students, namely the boys, because of her tight clothes that showed off every curve. What she wanted the most was me, apparently. Her bright blonde hair was slicked back in a ponytail with a large blade rolling over the forehead. The feet and calves were in tight leather boots and her top was a light pink button-up that hugged her chest. It was borderline unethical but no one seemed to care, least of all the boys, they were so enthralled watching her move around that her words were drowned out like a Charlie Brown adult.

Putting up several problems onto the board, the doctor asked us to answer them as best we could, this being a science class it was the mathematical formulas to common food items we use every day and how they coming together makes a conclusion. There was a large emphasis on 'coming' from the doctor, or 'cumming' being real discrete with it.

Armed with a pen, I went to work creating the formula to several sodas. I had a real addiction to them, because of the sugar and caffeine. Filling out the pages and looking up, Dr. Ziegler was had her head tilted down to her desk but her eyes were up towards me. When no one was looking, she placed the tip of her pen to her pink lips and pushed it into her mouth gently, pulling it out before anyone noticed, or so she thought.

That's when the thoughts came back to me, about Dr. Ziegler and I in her office. She went down on me and she wanted to do it again. Would it escalate? Perhaps. But I was with Kim and I didn't want to betray her. It was hard to suppress these thoughts being on my own for the first time and having women pay attention to me, it was overwhelming and I damn near broke at the thought of her lips around my rod once again and creaming her face.

She was probably thinking the same thing, going a little further with making out, then a blowjob and then actual fucking. What I didn't know was, Dr. Ziegler expressly went through the papers just to get to mine first and wrote, "Come see me after class" on my paper before shuffling it together. Her intent was to meet up again.

Mya knew that look, the leer, the biting of the lips. Dr. Ziegler was infatuated with me and seeing how rigid I was in my chair, she knew it wasn't fully mutual. When the doctor had her back turned, Mya scribbled something on a scrap of paper and handed it to Marilyn who quickly read it, nodded in acknowledgement, and discretely tore it up.

When we were finished and turned in our papers, Dr. Ziegler began reading them and that's when Mya gave her the leer and felt the sensations our professor was feeling, suppressed lust. With a thin smile on her lips, the hippie Mya went to work, reversing the thoughts Dr. Ziegler was feeling towards me and turning them back on herself. Just moments later there was a stifled "Oh!" from Dr. Ziegler's lips and her eyes jutted open. "Nnnnn" followed by a rapid crossing of her legs. Her smile rapidly broadening, Mya laid it on thick, implanting the drive that she was getting it right then and there, a massive cock in her tight twat and the squeals she was giving off was getting everyone's attention. It reached the point where she was about to pop and the doctor yelled, "CLASS DISMISSED!" snatched up the papers and hustled out of there to get back to her office.

Perplexed by what just happend, I stood up and gathered my things to leave, only to look back to see Mya and Marilyn giggling like school girls. "What's so funny?" I asked them.

"Uh? Oh, nothing!" Mya waved a hand. Sliding her laptop into her satchel, she stood up. "C'mon! Let's go!" Neither of them explained what just happened. Mya could sense it and reflected it.

It was lunch and the three of us went to the usual booth with our purchased meals. Mya sat on my left and Marilyn on my right, wedging me in place. This is where the interrogation began. "So, we wanted to ask you some questions?"

"What kind of questions?" I asked as their eyes bore into me.

"What do you know about hippies?" Marilyn asked.
 
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Hippies

“Remember, Ryan is off limits unless He and Kim are cool about it” Marilyn reminded Mya with a whisper as they joined Ryan for lunch.

"What do you know about hippies?" Marilyn asked Ryan as they sat together.

“Not much” Ryan answered.

“Mya and I are hippies. I can explain some of the common beliefs of Hippies. The whole culture is about joy. Hippies free themselves from societal restrictions, choose their own way, and find new meaning in life.” Marilyn explained.

“Yes, hippie express their independence by the way they dress and groom. Through their appearance, hippies declared their willingness to question authority, and distanced themselves from the "straight" or "square" people.” Mya said.

“Yes. Hippies are about altruism, mysticism, honesty, joy and nonviolence" Marilyn explained.

Mya got a naughty look on her face “hippies are very open about sex. They can experiment without guilt or jealousy. If it feels good, do it! Is one of our sayings.”

“You are free to love whomever you please, whenever you please, however you please". Marilyn added. “Love exists to be shared freely. The more you share, the more you get!”

“Soo… do you want to be a hippie?” Mya asked Ryan
 
Mya and Marilyn were quite attractive and they made being a Hippie sound like a college utopia. I wonder if they were using their powers to try and influence my choices. It was tempting until I thought about Kim. Looking down for a moment in deep contemplation and drawing a breath, "I, uh, I don't think I can go that way at this time."

"Why's that?" asked Mya.

"It's just, I don't think I've found my own way yet. I'm on my own and I want to know myself first before I make a decision like that."

"Are you a virgin?" Marilyn blurted.

That I didn't want to answer. It was personal, didn't want to tell a couple of strangers, and how I lost it was not my choice. If they got a hint that it was Dr. Ziegler or a faculty member, it could lead to a scandal. Kim I could trust in keeping quiet for the time being, but not these two strangers. Thankfully, Mya answered for me, "Oh, that's not right, sister" Mya said. "You shouldn't ask such things, especially in public. Others can hear you" pointing quickly at the array of students sitting and eating around us.

When we finished lunch, I needed to head back to my dorm for a rest. Mya and Marilyn ensured that I had their numbers before giving farewell kisses to both of my facial cheeks. "Peace out!" they proclaimed, holding up the peace sign.

Throwing my satchel onto the bed and flopping onto my back, I spent several minutes staring up at the ceiling in deep reflection. What the heck was going on in this school? Hopefully my parents don't catch wind of this. They'll yank me out of here in no time flat. Then again, if that happens, where would I go? They couldn't put me in a public school, the harassment would be non-stop.

My phone vibrated. Picking it up and staring at the glowing screen, it was from Kim, "Hey! You ready to go to the police academy for training?"

"Oh, shit" I thought. I forgot about that. "Yes. I'm at my dorm getting ready." That was partially true, being in my room. Changing socks and washing my face to clear my head, there was a knock on the door. Opening it revealed an eager Kim with Melissa, Tredger and Bastion. Kim had this smug look on her face. Not saying a word she looked at me and I knew that she knew that the hippies talked to me and expressed their life.

"Let's go!" Melissa eagerly clapped. She wasn't eager to learn how to fight, she was eager to get one of these boys to grapple with her and feel them.

Getting into Kim's van, the drive to the police training center was quite lively. Having gotten laid, both Tredger and Bastion were all smiles and Melissa, getting two in her and wanting one more, had a flirtatious look on her face riding in the back while I rode up front with Kim. "I think it's great we get to use the training center. We could use some practice."

"Hey, Melissa, you think you can take both Bastion and I?" Tredger snickered from the back.

"Any day" Melissa smiled.

Arriving at the station, Kim knocked on the secure door and flashed a smile to the office on duty behind the desk to allow us in, which he readily did. We went towards the back and found the place waiting for us, blue tumble matts were laid out across the floor and there was a woman waiting for us, a blonde haired woman in green gym attire, jamming out to techno music on her cellphone.

"Oh, you're here!" said the woman. "Kim is it?" the two women shook hands. "My name is Monica. I'm here to help you train."

Dr. Ziegler and her problem

Running through the hall up to her office, Dr. Ziegler stabbed her keys into her office. Slamming the door shut and running to her private bathroom, she closed and locked the door there and sat on the toilet, feeling the surge of energy still rolling through her body. Gasping for breath, eyes wide, the blonde doctor leaned back, drawing a sharp breath. Ripping off her black framed glasses and setting them on the counter, she slid both hands into her jeans after opening the fly and imaged a massive cock slamming into her, namely that one student that pleasured her in her office earlier. "Ry-an" panting lightly. "Ry-an, give it to me" just feeling the rod slide into her tight hole.
 

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Kim thought Monica was amazing but tough! They started with the exercise training. The physical part was the typical stuff Kim had expected. Monica made everyone run, do push-ups, and sit ups. Kim showed off… with her 4x strength! She thought Ryan and the instructor might be impressed. But she had been wrong on both counts. Monica just made her do more and harder exercises, and Ryan was wondering where/who Kim got all the extra power from.

Monica did a few unique but important physical training exercises. She made everyone drag and lift “people realistic” weighted dummies. There were tricks to use, so even Melissa could lift a 200-pound dummy. Monica also made all of them rapidly climb over a fence. Melissa was the star of that exercise.

Finally, Monica took all of the superheroes to the firing range and showed them all how a handgun worked. How to clean it, and load it safely. Then they all moved to the firing range, with hearing protection on, they all completed firing practice.

After the firing range, Monica covered some classroom training. The topic was Verbal De-escalation and Crisis Communications. It was great training. Using a few choice words made all the difference in a situation. Then she covered “Ambush and Lethal Environment Recognition” Training. Everyone in the group paid very close attention to that training. In the present city environment, there was a real chance anyone of them could be ambushed.

“That is it for tonight” Monica stated. It was 10:00 pm. She handed out a piece of paper to each of superhero with the topics of the next few classes. Topics were law enforcement, Investigative Procedures, Defensive Tactics, Accident response, Handling Emotional Situations, Death, Injury & Sexual Violence Scene for the First Responders, and First Aid/CPR.

“Any question for me?” Monica asked

Kim spoke up “Monica, thanks for helping us. This has been very helpful training.”

“Your welcome” Monica replied.

“How’d we do as a class? I mean compared to other beginning students” Kim asked.

“All of you showed a lot of determination and eagerness to learn. I had my doubts about superheroes. And I have to tell you, many on the force, don’t want or like your help. But teaching you tonight was eye opening for me. There is too much crime out there, and we need your help. Training you, will help you, but also it buys credibility with police officers. The police commissioner was pretty smart to offer you this training.” Monica explained.

“Any other questions?” She asked.
 
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I didn't have any. I was exhausted and it showed. No one else replied with a question. Monika smirked, "Good! I'll you here on Friday and we'll continue. Don't worry, it's only going to get harder from here on out!" she cackled. It was tongue in cheek.

We left the training center utterly spent. The only one seemingly having any energy left was Kim for she drove us back to the campus. Riding shotgun alongside her, I was reading what Monika gave us, CPR and First Aid, that was interesting. "Wonder if they're going to let us practice on each other or on those dummies," I said to Kim.

"You can practice on me" Melissa winked from the back.

That got me to thinking, I needed to talk to Kim about her two friends from earlier in the day. That would have to be privately done.

"I wouldn't mind Monika doing some CPR on me!" jested Bastion. "She was kinda hot."

"Kinda?" chuckled Melissa. "Before you said that Dr. Ziegler was hot and now you're saying that Monika is hot?" her chuckle turned into a scoff. "Didn't think you'd be into older women."

"I...wa...Eh" Bastion became flustered and red faced.

On the other hand, myself, when Melissa spoke of older women, my mind flashed back to Dr. Ziegler's office, a woman twice my age going down on me. It was near impossible not to think about, especially after what happened in class today with her bolting out of the classroom and Mya and Marilyn laughing.

Bastion was optimistic, "A few more lessons like this and we'll be like Batman!"

"Batman?" scoffed Tredger dismissively. "Batman is a billionaire. Are you a billionaire?" his words thick with sarcasm.

Undaunted, Bastion continued, "That got me to thinking, would we be doing this for free? I hear that the police give out bounties for captured criminals. Some of them are pretty big!"

"Bastion," Melissa said soothingly, "We're not suppose to be doing this for profit. We're suppose to be doing it because it is right, and just."

"Doesn't mean getting a few dollars here and there would hurt us, right?" Bastion countered. "Or we can take the money from the criminals."

"What would we do with it?" asked Tredger.

"Spend it, of course!" laughed Bastion.

I only shook my head and didn't contribute to the conversation. We had time for our meeting. We were running a little late, but it didn't matter. This wouldn't take long and we can get to our showers and our beds. Everyone crammed themselves into my room. Sitting on the edge of my bed with Kim beside me, the others sat on the floor. "Okay. Here's the deal, I said, two other students here have asked to join us. Their names are Mya and Marilyn. They have some good powers; Mya has what she calls 'intention reversal', meaning she can reflect a person's intention towards herself or others and reflect them back at people. Marilyn has the power to heal using her mind and hands." Both Tredger and Bastion flinched at hearing those names yet kept their mouths shut. Melissa made no reaction, maybe she didn't know who they were. "They've showed me their powers and I think they'll be a great asset to the team."

"Okay," Bastion nodded, his voice slightly drawn back, "So you want them to demonstrate to us their powers? I mean, we'll have to see how they handle themselves."

Neither he or Tredger knew that I knew they once dated. It was a hope that he could get to do it with either of them once again. "I think if we all meet up and hang out and get a feel for one another, we can vote on to include them or not."

"That sounds fair" Melissa replied.

The meeting broke up. Before Kim left, I asked her to wait so we could talk in private. Bastion walked down the hall to his room when he was struck by a memory, "Aww. I gotta see Dr. Ziegler tomorrow."

"So do I" Tredger grimaced. The doctor was so overcome with emotion that she cancelled all of her classes and meetings after she ran out, citing a 'medical emergency'. That would come later. In the meantime, Tredger and Melissa went to the former's dorm for some fun.

Now left alone, Kim sat beside me with a smile, "What's up?"

I smiled back, "You know, Mya and Marilyn asked if I wanted to join them and be a hippy."

Kim burst into laughter, "Oh, really? What did you say?"

"I told him it was tempting but I would have to think on it," shaking my head slightly. "I don't know. It's not really me. Not really my style."

"Then, tell him no-politely" Kim reached out and touched my thigh. "They'll understand. It's not for everyone. But thank you for considering them."

At the same time, elsewhere

Dr. Ziegler's emotional state was suspect. Locking herself in her office for hours, not answering calls or emails led people to believe that she in danger. The fantasy given to her by the reflection was so powerful that she didn't come down until five or so hours later, and by then she was a puddle on the toilet of her private bathroom. Her mind had raced with fantasies of getting banged by well hung men on her desk, DP, and then a gangbang, so many cocks beating off and cumming on her hot body. There was one that was the last and the greatest, "Ry-an" she moaned as he came on her face. The emotion was so powerful she could taste the tangy spunk. Now she felt committed tomorrow to get some dick, some real dick.
 
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The Guzzler

Kim thought for a second and joked “Ryan, will you be my hippie?”

Ryan laughed “If I said No to Marilyn and Mya, then…”

“But we are dating. It is totally different!” Kim interrupted and laughed. “Hey, speaking of dating, when are you going to ask me out for our second date?” Kim asked.

“Ehhh” Ryan said stalling for time. “How about tomorrow?” Ryan answered.

“Awesome. I can’t wait to hear what you have planned!” Kim said. “Well, I’d better go back to my dorm room.” Kim added and then leaned in and kissed Ryan. It was a more serious kiss. A kiss that was slow and careful. A kiss where, Ryan's and Kim’s lips stayed together for a long while. Then they broke apart.

“MMMM, that was a nice kiss.” Kim admitted. She went in and gave him another long sexy kiss. Finally, they separated. “I really need to go…” Kim whispered to Ryan in a low voice. They kissed again… It was even longer. Kim gently pushed Ryan away, which broke their kiss. “Tell me, when you are going to pick me up for the date…” Kim said with a BIG smile on her face. Then she walked out of Ryan’s room.
 
Oh boy! A second date! Butterflies were in my stomach. This was getting good! Kim was eager and I was eager. Would we be a match? Hard to say. Things have to be taken slowly. Real slow. This was college and there were four years of this before it was over. A lot can change. Walking around the room and clearing my head, "Okay. Okay. Take a breath...." speaking to myself in rambling, incoherent sentences that sounds as thought I had schizophrenia. "Shake it off. Woooooooooo" Couldn't sleep with all these thoughts buzzing around inside my mind. Maybe a shower, a hot shower. That's worked for me before.

It didn't work.

It was two hours of rolling around on the bed before passing out, probably from exhaustion. Waking up next morning to my blaring alarm, my weary eyes stared at the bright red numbers. "Awww crud" muttering into this large, soft pillow. Didn't want to get up. It was too comfortable. WAWAWAWAWAWAWA

Fine! I'm up!

Another hot shower to shake off the last bit of sleep, a shave to get rid of stubble, a fresh change of clothes, comb the hair and looked at the phone to see if Kim messaged me last night. She didn't. Drat. Stepping outside the sun was out, bright and warm. Everything was a bright shade. Thinking about our second date, where would we go? Had to be some place better, maybe romantic. Was Kim a romantic type? Certainly a slut, but not that kind of slut. A necessary slut. Or, a professional slut? No. That would be a hooker. A superhero slut? Her words of how what happened between me and Dr. Ziegler continued to linger in my head. It wasn't technically cheating, I liked some of it but it was still wrong. What would happen if it happened again?

Dashing that aside, back to the date. Maybe some place more quiet. Some place that would give us some privacy. Oh! A movie theater! That would work. It could just be us together and the darkness could give us some privacy. I wasn't expecting Kim to give me a handie or a BJ in the back, wouldn't hurt but I just expected some fun, some movie fun. Scrolling through the listings, there were several good movies playing in the local theater.

Walking down the sidewalk past the other students, I tapped onto my phone to Kim, "Going to class today. It's Dr. Ziegler again! Wish me luck! :p"

Walking into the class, I tried not to make eye contact with the professor but she was looking at the door from the corner of her black framed glasses wearing tight blue jeans and a partly unbuttoned polo shirt, her bright blonde hair still in blades. When her blue eyes saw me walk in, her lips peeled back in a smile. Uh-oh. That wasn't a good sign.

Sitting in front of her, she was staring right at me and she looked hungry. There was still a couple of minutes before the bell. Placing the satchel in front of me and opening it, I pretended to be going through it when in fact I was hastily tapping out a message to Kim,

"She's here and she's looking at me like I'm a Pizza at a Weight Watcher's Convention!" and put the phone on vibrate.
 
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