The more Lee and I got to know each other, the more I began to deeply
care for her. Despite the blatantly sexual nature of our first meeting,
we found ourselves to be surprisingly compatible. She told me of her
husband, betrothed before they met, who had taken her from her native
China to America. He wanted her to be his slave in every sense of the
word, even to consent to him seeing other women. She had left him when
he had tried to force her to have anal sex, something neither of us were
at all interested in. One benefit of her failed marriage, though, was
that she was comfortable with her sexuality. Her husband was very
experienced when they had married and he had taught her to be open with
her desires. Traveling with me was a dream come true for Lee. She didn't
like working much since every man she had worked for had tried to take
advantage of her. I had set myself up with plenty of money by tapping in
on some embezzling businessmen with certain large companies. They were
stealing money for themselves, and were careful to cover their tracks,
so I just instructed them to put half of their spoils into an account
for me. I didn't like using the power to take advantage of those who
could not afford it, or to force people to do things that were not
already in their character. Lee and I had been on the road for a while
now, driving an unobtrusive sedan around the country, living an
unobtrusive life. Some people with knowledge of the symbols had banded
together to hunt the rest of us, so I was always careful to avoid
trouble. Most of my encounters were much more tame than my fun in the
donut shop, where I had met Lee. I certainly did not want to get caught
by those "hunters", as I almost had been early on. The donut shop was
quite a risk. If I hadn't been so turned on, I don't think I would have
done all that... "What's the power like," Lee asked one day a few months
afterour meeting. I hadn't used it on her since that morning, and I had
only usedit a few times since then on anyone. She and I had kept each
otherbusy, exploring our sexual desires. "Well, it's really rather odd.
It's a combination of hearingand seeing the thoughts of others, just
like you see their bodiesand hear their voices. And just like a nearby
conversation, youcan tune in a bit and hear their thoughts," I
explained. "I mean the controlling power. How do you control people?"
"That's when it gets difficult," I said. "It's like using aword
processor on text. Their thoughts float, almost visibly, inthe air in
the form of symbols. As you learn the symbols, you can control them. You
can interpret them and rearrange them. As youget better at it, you can
even insert ideas of your own and removetheir ideas!" It was not easy to
explain the power. I really wanted to shareit with her, though, since
Lee and I were so close now. I knew shecould handle it. I broke the
silence. "Lee, I wonder if I could teach you." "I'd like to try," she
answered. So I told her more about the symbols. Strangely enough, Ifound
it hard to illustrate them. Then I came up with an idea. Iwould teach
her remotely. I would share her body. Now all weneeded was a test
subject... We got off at the next major exit and parked the car at a
mall. Lee and I sat in the car quietly. I asked her to buckle herselfin,
just in case, and I did the same. Then I focused on her. I could see her
mind. I could see all of her symbols now, nothing was hiding from me. I
focused on her mind, and then on myown. I reached out with my own
symbols and made a place inside hermind for myself. Soon, my vision
became strangely distorted. I was seeingdouble. I was seeing myself and
her, all at the same time. Notwanting to move in on her totally, I
worked on the link until I wasinside her, yet still connected to myself.
"Lee," she said," can you hear me?" "What the hell," she jumped at
saying that. "Lee, it's me," I tried to reassure her, but she was the
one whosaid it. "Me? You mean you're speaking through me?" "Yes," I
answered with her voice. "Can you see the symbols?" She concentrated. I
helped, moving them in front of her eyes, forcing her to see them. "Yes!
I can! I don't understand them, though." We sat together in the car for
a while. Whenever a personwalked by, we would look at them, browsing at
their thoughts. Eventually, Lee had mastered most of the mundane ones.
Now she wanted more. She wanted to know the sexual ones. I got out of
the car, looking at myself. I was a prettyChinese girl of 25 named Lee.
I had the symbols. I had twoconsciousness in one mind. My body was thin
but well built. I had firm, D-cup breaststopped by overly large areolas
and nipples. My waist was thin, as were my hips. My butt was firm and
small; my cunt was covered inneatly trimmed, soft, dark hair. I wore a
white, silk shirt and ashort skirt and heels. I was ready. I walked
toward the mall. Everyone around me acted normally, soI assumed that
this all was working. I could still feel my realbody back in the car,
sleeping. I went inside. The mall was large and crowded, with new stores
and bright lights. People filtered here and there. I went to the
directory and looked for a suitable spot to tryout my command of the
symbols and to give Lee a chance to try hersout. We decided on the big
anchor store, Sears or something. Iheaded that way, reading minds off
and on along the way. No one really caught my fancy. Once in the store,
I headed for the upper floor in the remoteend. The bedding department
was all but deserted, so the salesmanwas excited to see a customer. He
was old and ugly. I lookedthrough his mind a bit. There were no security
cameras in thedepartment since bedding would be hard to steal. He was
bored withhis job. I had Lee instruct him to guard the department and to
steerfuture customers away. Then I headed around the floor, looking fora
suitable partner. I found him in the home electronics department. He was
justwandering through, not having the money or desire to buy anything.
He was a college student, 19 years old. He wasn't the
typicalbeer-swilling frat guy, though. Rather, he was a pretty nice guy,
someone who I would have been friends with if I was still Bartlett. I
told Lee to try his mind. She reached out, noticing that hewas looking
at our body with subtle sexual interest. She quicklyremoved his
inhibitory symbols, preferring that he make the firstmove. He walked
over to me, introducing himself and asking about me. Lee didn't want to
bother with small talk. She could get that ina bar. She reached into his
mind, sifting through his memories, and shorted out the conversation,
skipping to the end. The kid nowthought they had talked for ages. We
headed for the bedding department, pausing only to instructthe salesman
to not steer away this particular customer. He wasdoing his job well.
When we reached the corner of the store, I sat down on a bed,and my
college paramour followed me. Lee suggested I should try arousing him
with my body, so I movedmy hand to my breasts. I began to massage them
through my shirt, arousing my nipples. Meanwhile, Lee was playing with
his symbols, testing out thewaters. She picked out some serious arousal
from his memories andput it forefront in his mind. She removed his
worries about thesurroundings, making him feel at home. She even checked
his pastfor sexual "problems" like diseases and impotence. None. Feeling
her job done, and wanting us both to have some fun, sheturned the
situation over to me. He reached out and replaced my hands with his. It
feltwonderful. He kneaded my breasts, rolling my nipples between
hisfingers and running his hands around and under the breasts. I began
breathing heavily. I wanted him. I looked at his lap, noticing his cock
poking at his pants. I reached out and rubbedhis crotch. It responded by
pulsing and growing in my hands. Iunzipped his pants and pulled them and
his briefs down and off. His cock was medium sized and completely
engorged. He had unbuttoned my shirt and opened my bra. He moved his
headto my breast and began to suck on my nipples. It felt so good,
Iwanted to scream. I lay back on the bed, turning on my side andfacing
him. I lowered my head to his crotch and took his cock intomy mouth. He
lifted my skirt to my waist and pulled off my panties. Maneuvering his
cock away from my mouth, he positioned it near myslit, rubbing it up and
down in my juices. I pushed him onto hisback and straddled him, grabbing
his cock with my hand andpositioning it at my tunnel. I lowered myself
onto him, delightingas each inch moved into my body. Slowly I began
pumping in and out. He nibbled at my nipples andmoved his hands around
my butt, delighting in its firmness. He began to pull me onto him, then
to push me away. Soon he waslifting me and pushing me, fucking himself
with my body. I began to feel something else, something special. I threw
myhead back and groaned, leaning back and abandoning my control tohis
hands. He closed his eyes and I knew what was coming. He explodedinside
me, his cock feeling like a piledriver, swelling up insideme. I couldn't
stand it. I started to shake, letting the feelingwash over me. He arched
his back, lifting my body into the air and slamming meback down on his
cock. I reached to my clit and rubbed for all Iwas worth. After a while
I collapsed on him. He rolled me onto my back andmoved to my cunt. He
began to lap at it like a dog, drinking myjuices and his come from my
hole. I felt wonderful, like I hadnever felt before. After a while, he
finished and we put our clothes back on. I let Lee take over again, and
she looked into his mind. I watchedas she rearranged his symbols,
deleting feelings of wrongnessreplacing them with happiness and calm. I
only had to reach outand fix a few things. She was learning well. I
headed back out into the store, pausing to look as the salesman tried to
wipe the come off of his pants. Apparently, myorgasms were catching,
even when experienced through Lee. Or wasit that she had come, too, and
caused the mess? Either way, weboth laughed and I continued on my way.
As I went downstairs, I noticed a strange thing. All of the menwe passed
were looking sheepish. Everyone, man, woman, and child, had wet spots on
their crotches. There was a long line at thebathrooms. How could my
explosion have affected the hundreds, if notthousands, of people in the
mall? I wandered further, noticingthat there were indeed some people who
had not been affected. Ibegan looking for a cause, looking for where
they all had been atthe time. Those who had been at the far end of the
mall weren't affected,I noticed. As I looked more, I made a startling
revelation. There was a line between our car and the corner of the
beddingdepartment. My link to both Lee and myself must have stretched
myarea of control in almost a cord between our bodies! Lee and I decided
to be more careful in the future. No more switching, no more wandering.
She had learned the basics of thesymbols, and could work on her own now.
We were a team. Still, I was a bit upset to have to leave her body.
Being awoman was definitely a nice thing. I even convinced Lee to let
mefrig myself off in her body once before I returned to my own body. As
we drove off, I was a bit embarrassed to notice a wet spotbetween my
legs, though Lee was good enough to volunteer her mouthfor the cleaning
job...