What's On Your Mind Part 1 of 2

[HitchingARide]

Amber woke up feeling slightly odd. Not sick exactly, which was good, she hated being sick and so far, her perfect attendance was still in place. No, it was something else, something she just couldn’t put a finger on.

At breakfast, she twice thought she heard her brother mumbling, but when she looked at Troy his lips weren’t moving even though she was sure she could hear his voice.

As she headed for the bus stop, she heard mumbling again when she passed Judd Brown’s house. She knew that Judd was waiting for Booker. Her thoughts filled with what he might be thinking. Perhaps something she really wanted to know.

Booker Johnson was just a few months younger than her. She’d turned fourteen five weeks ago. The boy was everything she desired. From his short blond hair down to his green eyes, he seemed oddly perfect to her. His legs and arms were well-tanned and she wondered what the rest of him looked like. She’d only seen him shirtless one time, and that was years ago when they were ten years old. For that reason, she was very jealous of Judd Brown. As Booker’s best friend, she imagined he’d seen the boy she liked in less clothing. She wondered if he’d ever seen his friend totally naked!

Booker didn’t play sports, he wasn’t the smartest boy in school, and he didn’t have a lot of friends. She’d tried to be ‘with’ him, meaning boy-girl friends, but he didn’t seem interested. He hadn’t refused and he wasn’t rude, he just didn’t respond.

They boarded the bus. Booker and Judd took their standard seats near the center on the left-hand side. She missed her chance to sit across the row from them and had to go several rows past them.

At odd times in school, she heard students around her say odd things. One boy even said he’d like to see Molly McGregor’s tits. None of the other students around him reacted at all, and she figured she had just misheard him.

After school, while waiting in the bus area for the buses to arrive, she saw that Judd and Booker were separating.

“I’ve got choir practice,” Judd said. “I’ll call you when I get home.” He headed back into the school.

“Shit, I hope he didn’t see me get a boner when he said he had practice.”

“What?” she asked Booker. “What did you just say?” She looked down and was sure she could see that he did have an erection.

“Nothing,” he said, but his face showed fear.

“I know I didn’t say that out loud. But she’s looking at my boner.”

She heard it clearly, it was Booker’s voice, but his lips hadn’t moved. It was as if she was hearing his thoughts. She gently pushed him back a few steps out of the crowd and whispered to him. “Something happened when Judd said he had choir practice. I can see it, and you hoped that Judd didn’t notice.”

“Oh god, she knows I get a boner when I think about hearing him sing."

“I can read your mind. You’re gay?”

“No,” he answered too quickly.

“At least I don’t think so. I get hard thinking about girls sometimes. But Judd singing always gives me a boner. This can’t be real; nobody can read minds.”

“Okay, so you don’t know for sure if you’re gay. But Judd doesn’t know you get hard thinking about him. And I can read your mind. Think of any three numbers.” It only took a second before she heard his thoughts. “Eight. Ninety-three. Four and three-quarters.”

“Fuck,” he said. But he thought, “This can’t be real. What if she really can and she tells someone. What if she tells Judd? I knew she was trying to come on to me, but I was scared. I don’t know what to say or do with a girl. But with boys? That would be easy. If only I knew someone I could be honest with.”

Amber suddenly realized why the boy had not responded to her advances. He was interested in girls, but liked boys more. No matter, he was still terribly cute. This might work out okay. “I won’t tell Judd as long as you do what I tell you.” The buses had arrived and they joined the crowd heading towards them. “Take a window seat and I’ll sit next to you.” She heard his unspoken fear of what she wanted from him and just smiled. He’ll find out quick enough.

The ride home was always noisier than the ride too school. They were in the middle of the bus on the right-hand side. Once the bus was moving, she leaned over to him and spoke into his ear. “Unzip your pants and pull your penis out. I want to see it. And think about Judd singing, because I want to see it hard.”

He sat there. If not for her ability to read his thoughts, she might have missed it. But she didn’t. She leaned forward and lied to him. “I can read the thoughts of the other kids around you. None of them are paying any attention to you. Just do it.”

He was more afraid of her telling his best friend that he was gay than he was of her seeing his dick, so he unzipped his shorts and unbuttoned the fly on his boxers and lifted his dick free. It was already hard just from the thought of it being out on the school bus.

Amber was thrilled. She’d only seen one real-life dick before, and that was in sixth grade when Brady Mitchel was pantsed in the corner of the playground. She’d just happened to be in the right place at the right time. But this was better. Brady’s dick was soft, and barely two inches long. Booker’s was hard. “How long is it?”

She knew before he said it because he remembered measuring it two nights ago. Four and a half inches long. He gave her that number. “Sit on your hands,” she ordered.

He hesitated, but did it. She pulled out her cell phone and held it over his dick.

“If she takes a picture, I’ll tell Mr. Ross.”

“If you tell the principal, he won’t find a picture of your dick on my phone. But I will tell him that you exposed it to me on the bus. And I’ll tell Judd that you are gay and like him in ways he doesn’t know about.”

“Oh my god, she really can read my mind,” he thought hopelessly.

She reached over and touched it. It felt different than she’d expected. Not soft, like a sponge, which was how her health class book described a boy’s penis. It was firm, and warm, and when she touched the shiny purple head, it jerked.

“Please don’t make me cum,” he thought, knowing that he didn’t need to speak.

“Okay,” she said. “I won’t. Not here. But I want you to come to my house. You’ll get naked for me, and I want to see how boys play with themselves. You’ll show me. Or else.” She sensed three things from his thoughts. Fear, embarrassment, but also, being thrilled. “A girl is going to see me naked” came through, and he was somewhat looking forward to it. “You can put that away for now.”

Once at her house she hurried past her brother who was just finishing a snack. “If she’s got a friend over, then I can use the computer safely.” Amber caught the rest of Troy’s thought before getting out of range. A naked woman. Her brother was into porn at age 12. She decided she’d use that to her advantage later. Right now, she was wet from thinking about seeing the boy she loved totally naked.

With Booker right behind her, she went to her room and then closed the door.

“Can you still read my thoughts? Do you want me naked now?”

“Yes, I can. And yes, I do want you naked. Shoes, socks, everything.”

“As long as you promise not to tell Judd how I feel about him.” Booker’s face turned red as he began removing his clothing. He hesitated when he got down to just his boxers, but his dick was poking out the unbuttoned hole, so it didn’t seem to matter anyway. He pushed them down and stepped out of them.

Amber stared. The boy she loved, now naked. He looked a lot better than she had pictured him late at night so many times in the last year or so. His penis looked bigger now that she could see all of it. He was magnificent. The base was circled by light brown hairs, when she had expected them to be blond like the hair on his head. But she noticed they matched his eyebrows. His two balls were easily seen inside the smooth and hairless sack.

“This is a bit scary,” he said out loud. “A bit daring too. Can I see you naked? Please? I really want to.”

She read his thoughts and he was telling the truth. Or, he was able to think what he wanted her to hear. She’d have to check on that later. But first, she had to decide. Was she willing? Yes. But was she daring enough to undress was a totally different question.

“Not this time, but if you continue to do what I tell you then I’ll let you see my breasts,” she said. “Naked will have to wait a while.”

“Oh my god, she’s going to show Booker her tits! I’ll wait until she does and then open the door and see them too. And if she complains, I’ll tell Mom.”

Troy had left the computer and was outside the door to my bedroom. I stretched out my mind and found that I could access other things in the twerp’s little brain, he didn’t even have to be thinking them. I whispered to Booker to ask me again to see me naked and to keep talking.

Moving slowly, she went to the door and yanked it open. There was Troy. “Get in here,” she ordered.

Troy’s eyes spotted Booker, who now was trying to hide his erection with his hands. “I’ll tell Mom that you had a naked boy in your room unless you strip naked for him.”

“I’ve got a better idea. Unless you want Mom to find out about the hidden file on the computer with the password Yortman248, you are the one who is going to strip.” His mind was so easy to read. He was trying to figure out how she knew about the file and his password, and if he could get rid of it before she showed it to Mom.

Amber grabbed him by his shirt and pushed him over to where Booker stood. “If you want to see my tits, then keep him here until I return,” she said to Booker. Then she left.

Using what she’d learned from Troy’s brain, she was prepared to open the file. But when she moved the mouse to wake it up, she saw that he had left it that way. She quickly changed the password. Next to the keyboard was his cell phone. She brought it with her as she returned to her room.

“I’ve changed your password to a new one,” she said to her brother. Booker had his arms wrapped around the smaller boy and they were lying on her bed, Troy at the bottom. “You can let him up now.”

“You can’t open the file, you can’t delete it, and Mom will see every one of the pictures you’ve downloaded when she gets home.”

“I’ll tell her you did it. It’s your password, not mine. I don’t even know it.” But his mind was full of fear. He knew that Mom wouldn’t believe that. “And I’ll tell her that Booker was naked in your room.”

“Go ahead. We’ll deny it of course. And I’ll tell her that we caught you downloading stuff and I changed your password. Once she sees what is in the file, she won’t believe a word you’re saying. But there is a way for you to keep the file.”

She read his mind; he was expecting a trick and a trap. But he didn’t say anything.

“I can set it up so that you can’t delete anything or change the password, but still download and look. And I won’t tell her that you copy the best images onto your cell phone and let Noah Watson copy them.”

“How’d you know about that?” he asked. “Did he tell you? He promised he’d never tell anyone.”

“Do you think he’d tell me that and risk me telling his father? Do you think he’d tell me that he didn’t pick on you as long as you got him some porn pictures at least once a week?”

“Dude, she can read minds,” Booker said. “I know it’s hard to believe, but she can. She knows everything you’re thinking. How else could she know stuff like that?”

“He made you strip in front of Nia Torres,” she said. “And right now, you’re thinking that if I could really read minds that I would know you measure your dick weekly and the last measurement was 4 and 1/8 inches.”

His thoughts of shock changed to defeat. She knew everything. “What do you want?”

“Booker doesn’t like being the only boy in the room who is naked. Join him. Take everything off. He was about to show me how boys jack off (she’d gotten that phrase from his mind). You’ll join him. Then we’ll discuss computer usage rules.”

She had his thoughts before he could speak them. “Yes, you can. And you’re smart enough to realize that I hold all the cards. I know you don’t want to, but you really don’t have another good suggestion. If I cut off your computer access, you’ll have to deal with Noah. And you know he won’t limit your nudity to just Nia next time.”

“Can you help me with that?” Troy asked.

“I can, but whether or not I will depends on how well you follow instructions. And right now, you aren’t doing very well.”

A single tear ran down his cheek as he began to strip in front of his sister. He was thinking she was even worse than Noah, which was to be expected. But he also knew she was right. He had to submit to her or his life would instantly get worse.

Once he was naked, he started to cover up until she ordered him to keep his hands to his sides. He wasn’t hard, and his dick was no more than 2” long. But she knew his measurement was accurate, so it would double in length when erect. He had just a few hairs around the base and his balls were kept in a tight little sack that was barely visible behind it.

“Get it hard, like it was when Nia saw it.” Amber looked to Booker; his dick had also gone soft. “You too. You guys are going to jack off for me. Sit on the side of my bed next to each other so I can watch.”

Feeling the wetness, Amber realized that she was more excited from being able to command the boys than from seeing them naked. She hadn’t expected that. But she still wanted to see the two boys play with their dicks.

She was able to see what each of them was thinking as they rubbed their dicks to hardness. Booker was thinking of her, picturing her naked in his mind. But he also was sneaking peeks at Troy. Her brother was remembering when he’d been naked in front of Nia. But he also had Booker on his mind. He was interested in the older boy’s dick.

When it was done, she made a quick comparison. Booker had shot more, but it was a lot less than she expected. And much less than other boys said they shot. She suspected his was probably normal for a boy who was just shy of turning fourteen.

Her brother’s cum was so thin that it was barely visible. And there wasn’t much of it. But he was just a few months past turning twelve, so that made sense.

“Booker, we’ll continue my experiment again later, you can get dressed and go home now, Judd will be calling you soon.” The boy quickly began dressing, not even taking time to wipe up the mess he’d made on his belly.

“Troy, you need to go and take a shower. When you are done, come back to the kitchen and we’ll talk about computer usage. You can bring clean clothes, but don’t get dressed until I say you can.” She read his mind. “Yes, you will be totally naked, and no, I won’t close the curtains. Get used to it unless you want Mom to see what you have on her computer.”

While her brother was in the shower, Amber quickly went on line to find out how to limit access of some files to viewing only. By the time he came down, naked as commanded. But with his clothes held over his middle. She was ready for him.

“Put those in the family room,” she ordered. When he came to where the computer was set up on the small desk between the kitchen and the family room, she started, ignoring his basic fear of being seen by anyone walking down the street. He also dreaded that one of his friends might come over.

“If one does, I might have you answer the door naked,” she said to remind him that she could read his mind. “Pay attention to me.” She waited until his mind showed that he was trying his best to comply.

“First off, when you are using the computer to search for and download the porn, you will be naked with your clothes in your bedroom. If Mom comes home unexpectedly, shut things down and run there. Otherwise, you stay naked, even if I come home with friends. Got it?” She smiled as his dick began to rise and his thoughts were of being seen naked by a dozen girls.

“You have access to everything using your old password. But you cannot change anything. You don’t have administrator rights; you only have viewing rights to that folder. Try it out and let’s see if it works.”

He sat down and went through the program he’d download for hiding his secret files. Everything worked, and he got in. He wondered how many of the hundreds of pictures and many videos she’d looked at.

“Only a few, enough to know how Mom would respond if she saw them,” Amber said to address his thoughts.

He clicked on one and it opened. It showed a full view of a woman’s vagina, with fingers spreading the lips apart so that you could see the inside. He closed it quickly.

Amber enjoyed the thoughts going through her brother’s twisted mind, and didn’t miss that his dick was almost fully erect. “Now try to delete it,” she said.

He tried, but couldn’t.

“Now go to wherever it is that you get this stuff from and find something to add.” She paid attention to his mind as he started explorer. He had several sites that he’d memorized and was choosing one of the less-than-spectacular ones. She stopped him. “Go to your favorite one, and remember, I can read your mind.”

He backspaced what he’d typed and entered a different address. It required a password and he entered that. Once inside, he clicked on the ‘New’ button. But instead of opening, a text box appeared on the screen. “You have 2 days left on your account before it is deactivated.”

“So, you had to use a credit card to get in here, and you used Mom’s,” Amber said. “You took a big risk. Are you going to pay for the next year and take that chance again?”

She had her answer before he spoke, but she waited for him to say it. “It was on Mom’s old card and she saw it. She thought someone had stolen her number, so she got a new card. I don’t know the number on the new one.”

“Is this the only site that charges you to enter?”

“No, most of them do. This is the best one. I used grandpa’s card for two others and he never noticed. But those are about to expire too.”

“How much does it cost?”

“Not much. I think the credit card is mostly to keep kids like me from accessing the site. This one is $28 a year. One of the others is only $12.”

“Wait here. Don’t do anything. And remember, if you do, I’ll know it.” Amber ran to her room. When she had turned fourteen, her mother gave her a credit card. It had a limit of $100 on it, and it was intended to be used only for emergencies. But a couple of times she bought something she needed and told her mom. At first, Mom paid it from her checking account. But once she saw that it wasn’t being used for things she shouldn’t be buying, Mom set it up to be automatically paid from her savings account.

She returned with the card. It was clear that Troy had no idea she had her own card. “You can use this for this site and one other. I will check the charges carefully. Do not use it without my permission. And you will pay me back.”

With the new number added and a payment accepted, Troy returned to the new files. He selected one at random but his sister stopped him. “Go there.” She pointed to a menu choice.

“That’s girl porn,” he complained. “It shows guys.” Then he realized that was exactly the reason she wanted him to go there. He clicked on it.

Dozens of pictures appeared on the screen. All of them were men, and all of them were naked and erect. Amber picked one whose face at least looked like he was in high school, although his dick showed that he was much older. “Download that one.”

Troy did as she asked.

“Now go to one other site that you like and add the payment and then we’ll be done here.” He completed setting up her credit card.

“Okay, you’re set. You can still access what you want, but you can’t make any changes. Open the file you downloaded.”

She expanded it and focused on the guy’s dick. It was huge compared to Booker or Troy’s; she guessed it to be at least six inches long. And she could see a drop of semen coming from the tip. It was thicker than what either of her two boys made. “Okay, try to delete it,” she ordered.

Satisfied that he couldn’t, she made him turn his back while she used her password to log in. She deleted the file and logged out. “Use it if you want, but remember that you have to be naked while you do. And don’t forget to clear your tracks.” She’d gotten that from his mind.

As she left, she suppressed a laugh. Poor Troy. He was split between his desire to see more porn and his embarrassment at being naked. He gave in to the embarrassment. For now. She was sure he wouldn’t stay away for long.

She went to her room to take care of her own needs. Her panties were wet, but she still needed more. As she stripped naked and lay on her bed, she could still read her brother’s mind through the wall that separated their bedrooms. He was doing the same thing she was, which wasn’t a surprise. What did shock her however was that they were both picturing the same thing in their minds. Booker’s dick.

The next day at the bus stop, she stood behind Booker and Judd. She could sense the nervousness in the one she loved, as his thoughts were that she might make him do something with his best friend.

But getting thoughts from Judd was much more difficult. Much of what he was thinking was mumbled and couldn’t be understood. She only got snippets of information when he was excited about something Booker said.

She moved away and stepped near a girl she hardly knew who was engaged in a conversation with Ryder Ross. Nothing at all from her. But from Ryder, she got more. It seemed the boy had dreamed about kissing the girl. He was able to continue the conversation, but his thoughts were on her body and his dream.

At school, she had lunch with Chloe. “Where were you yesterday?” she asked.

“I was sick,” her best friend responded. Only it was a lie. “I couldn’t even get out of bed.”

“Sick with Bennet’s tongue in my mouth. Wow, it was a wild day, skipping school to be with the boy I loved. I just wish he wasn’t so shy. Amber wouldn’t understand. She says she loves a boy, but won’t tell me who. I wonder if she’s gay?”

Without thinking, Amber asked, “You think I’m gay?”

“Huh? I didn’t say that. Why would you think I thought I thought you were gay?? Are you?”

“No, it’s just …” how could she say that she could read minds? “Never mind, I’m out of it today. I hardly got any sleep last night. My brother was …” Again, she had to stop. Troy had stroked his dick three times last night, twice in his sleep, and his thoughts were so strong it had woken her up. But she couldn’t say that. “Troy was sick too. Maybe he has what you had. He threw up a couple of times last night and it woke me.”

“I wondered if she might be gay, and then she asked me why I said that. How strange.” “Did you do anything yesterday?”

“Just the usual. Bus, school, bus, home, homework,” Amber stated. “Booker Johnson sat with me on the bus ride home, and he came over and we worked on homework for a while.”

“I think that Booker’s in love with Judd Brown. My god, they spend more time together than me and Bennet. Speaking of which,” she slid her chair over as her boyfriend sat between them.

Amber was able to read much of her best friend’s thoughts once the boy showed up. How he smelled (it was good), how cute he was, and a longing to see more of him. But from the boy she got nothing. She and Bennet had been together now for 3 weeks, and it cut into the time that they used to spend together. Until she introduced him, she had hardly known he existed. And even now she wasn’t sure of his last name.

“Hi Bennet,” Amber said politely. “We’d better get going. The bell is in five minutes.”

But Chloe and Bennet were doing something that could get them suspended from school. They were kissing, and not just a quick peck on the lips. Reading her best friend’s sexual reaction to the kiss, she got up and excused herself, feeling like she had learned more than she wanted to.

The rest of the day she pondered why some kids she couldn’t get anything from, while others mumbled their thoughts. But she could read Booker easily, and Troy too much. She could even pull things from her brother’s brain when he wasn’t thinking them. By the time school was over she had a theory. The more she knew someone, the easier it was to read their thoughts. And more than that. She got nothing from any of her teachers, or even her mom. Sexual attraction didn’t seem to matter; she was not in the least attracted to Chloe yet she could read her active thoughts.

When she got home, she found her brother holding an ice bag against his cheek. One glance at him and she knew that Noah Watson had punched him and that Troy had lied about it, saying he walked into an open locker door.

“I know what happened, but why?” she asked.

“I couldn’t find my phone,” he said. “The picture I had to give to Noah was on it, and he punched me for not having it.” He didn’t need to finish the rest of what the bully had said to him.

“It’s my fault,” she said. “I picked it up yesterday and forgot that I’d dropped it into my pocket. It’s in the jeans I was wearing.” She went to her room and recovered the phone.

“You bring pictures like that to school with you?” she asked. She didn’t need his response; she’d already read his mind. It wasn’t his choice. She had to fix this. “Tell me everything you know about him.” While he talked, she dug even deeper into her brother’s brain, pulling out every known detail about Noah Watson. When done, she said, “Invite him over. Tell him you found your phone.”

“He won’t come here. I have to go to his house. He makes me get naked in front of his sister. And Nia too if she’s there.”

That was a surprise, she hadn’t gotten that from his mind. But now that he’d said it, she knew it was true. It had happened twice. Noah’s sister was eleven, a year younger than Troy. And she had three pictures of him naked. He’d been so ashamed that he’d buried it so deep she hadn’t found it. Mind reading apparently had limits.

“Okay, we’re going there. Trust me, he won’t make you strip. And I’m sure that by the time I’m done with him he won’t dare bully you again.” That made her brother smile. She just hoped she could do it.

Troy was terrified, but he trusted his sister and her mind-reading ability. He didn’t know that it didn’t work on some people.

It was the sister who answered the door. She immediately smiled. “Troy! Did you come here to let me see you naked again? And you brought another girl with you. That’s so cool. I knew Noah was pissed at you, but I didn’t expect…”

“I’m not “another girl,” and he isn’t here for you. Is your brother home?”

“Yeah, he’s in his room. You can come in. You remember the rules, Troy?”

“I have to strip naked to come into his house.”

“This time he’s following my rules,” Amber said. “Go and get your brother.”

It took several minutes before the boy showed up. He was a half-year older than Troy, but there was more to him than age. He was a full head taller but still full of baby fat. He didn’t look tough at all. And worse yet, she wasn’t getting anything from him.

“You brought your sister here to fight your battles?” he mocked. “What a total little baby you are.”

But that statement brought a thought to Amber.

“At least he doesn’t get spankings from his mother with help from his little sister,” she said to him. “Maybe if I talk to her about what you force my brother to give you, she’ll let me watch. Or even help.”

She sensed all the fear in the boy spill forward.

“You can’t prove nothing,” he said.

“Oh yeah? How about that photo file on your cell phone? The one with the password Troysgifts.”

“How’d you know that?” he stammered. He glared at Troy, thinking the kid had told her stuff he never should have told anyone.

“I know everything about you,” Amber said. “I even know who you think about when you’re jacking off in your bed.” As soon as she said it, she had it. Nia Torres. And more. “You jack off thinking about her spanking you.”

“Is that true Noah?” a voice from upstairs asked. “You want me to spank you? The thought of that gets you hard?”

“No,” the bully lied. He was suddenly very scared.

“I’ll tell your mom all your little secrets,” Amber said. More of the kid’s secrets spilled into her mind. “Nia, he would love for you to make him strip, tie him up and bully him. He gets off on that. He doesn’t really want it to happen, but he dreams about it and it makes him hard.”

The younger girl came into the room. From Noah, Amber knew she was the same age as Troy, six months younger than Noah.

“She’s lying,” Noah cried. “I don’t think of that kind of stuff.”

“He’s got a diary hidden under his night stand. He wrote about it in there,” Amber said.

“How do you know about that?”

“I told you; I know everything. And unless you want your mother to know as much as I do, you will never again threaten my brother. Instead, you will do your best to protect him from other bullies. Now strip. Nia’s going to find out herself what you really want her to do.”

“No, please,” he begged. “Not in front of Angel.” His sister, who was now smiling devilishly, regardless of her name.

“Yes, do it,” Nia said firmly. “I’m your mistress now. I will also tell your mother everything unless you do as I say. Strip. And don’t take too long. Angel is going to help, and when she’s done, I’m going to spank you for three times as long as it takes you to be naked.”

The fear was enough to make the former bully strip quickly. He put his hands over his head when she ordered him to. He was crying as he stood there naked in front of his sister, his girlfriend, Troy, and Amber.

“Go to the garage and get some rope,” Nia ordered. “You have one minute to be back.” He ran off. It was longer than a minute, but not by much.

“Do you want to go?” Amber asked her brother. She already knew he wanted to stay.

“Maybe just a little longer,” he said as he watched Nia and Angel tie Noah’s arms behind his back. Then they bent him over the couch. Noah was crying and begging them to let him go as his younger sister began spanking him. Through his legs it was obvious he was getting an erection.

Nia let the younger girl go for several strokes, listening to the sound of a bare hand landing hard upon a bare butt. Then she noticed that Amber and Troy were still here watching. She moved slowly around to the side.

Amber became aware of her plan just before she initiated it, but decided to let it happen. Coming from slightly behind Troy’s side, she moved up and quickly pushed a hand down the front of his pants.

Troy tried to pull it free until he felt her hands around his balls.

“Take your clothes off,” she said to him. “I want to see you one last time. And this time, your sister can see you too.”

With his balls in her hand, he had no choice but to comply. He looked at Amber and thought to himself that he wanted her to help him. He was hurt when she ignored him.

Amber knew the while the girl was interested in seeing Troy naked, she had another plan for him. As he removed his shorts and boxers, Angel stopped spanking her brother and turned to look.

“Him too?” she asked hopefully.

“No, he’s suffered enough,” Nia said. “Besides, I want to show Noah that I’m in control.” She turned to her friend. “You enjoyed making his life miserable, and now it’s time for a little payback. You are going to suck his dick. And if you refuse, your mother will know everything.”

She let go of Troy’s balls, but told him to go and stand in front of Noah.

He looked to his sister for help, and Amber nodded at him. “Go ahead. Noah is hating this, but he fears his mother even more. He’s going to give you a blowjob.”

Troy wasn’t convinced; he’d been bullied by Noah for over a year, but he advanced. Once he was close enough, his former tormentor knelt in front of him. He couldn’t believe it when he felt his dick inside the warm and wet confines of the boy’s mouth. And as the bigger boy licked and sucked, he enjoyed it a lot more. It didn’t take long before he shot.

“We should go,” Amber said to him. “I don’t think he’s going to be picking on you anymore.” Noah was already a totally different person, and Nia was enjoying her new role very much.

“How was it?” Amber asked her brother after he had redressed and they were outside.

“You already know, don’t you?” he asked.

She laughed. “Yeah, it was pretty good. And you are thinking that I might make Booker do the same for you.”

“Will you?”

“Only if he misbehaves. Or if you offer to give him one if he’ll do the same for you. Remember the rules around the house or it could be you showing him a new skill.”

They walked the rest of the way in silence, he thinking about what it would be like to give a blowjob to Booker, knowing that his sister would know he didn’t think it would be all that horrible. But she was lost in her own thoughts. She was learning more about reading minds. Just from what Troy had told her she was able to unlock his thoughts. And his sudden fear lowered his resistance to a remarkably low level.

They were nearly there when she saw Booker and Judd shooting baskets in the park. Both boys were shirtless. She pushed her brother in that direction.

“Hey,” Booker said with no enthusiasm.

“You two want to play us?” Judd asked. “We’ll play loser strips.”

Amber picked up thoughts from both her brother and Booker but nothing from Judd.

“Maybe, especially since you two are nearly naked already.”

“Not me,” Troy said quickly as he looked around.

“For real?” Judd asked. Now she had a connection.

“Not naked here in the park, but at my house. But Troy doesn’t want to play. How about you against me?”

“You’re kidding, right?” he asked. “You seriously want to play loser strips?”

“I’m not that bad a shot,” she said. She also hoped that she’d pick up enough from his thoughts to know where he was going to move and shoot. “But if Troy and Booker sit it out, they don’t get to see me if you win.”

That filled her brain with thoughts. Her brother was very interested in turning the tables on his sister. “I’ll play on Judd’s team, and you and Booker can play against us,” he suggested.

Booker was thinking he had little to lose. She’d already seen him naked and would probably get him that way again. Judd was a little better than he was, but it would be interesting to see him naked. The only naked boy he’d ever seen was Troy, and that was yesterday. “I’ll play.”

“You guys are really going to strip if you lose?” Judd questioned. “I mean, like naked.”

“If you promise to get just as naked if we win,” Amber stated. She was already gaining more of his thoughts. He was scared, but also sure that he’d win.

“Let’s do this,” he said. They went over the rules and got going. They were playing first team to 21 would win. All baskets were 2 points except foul shots, which were only worth 1 point.

Judd and Troy quickly took the lead, getting ahead 10 to 3. But as his confidence grew, so did his interest in seeing her naked. And she was now able to know what he was going to do the moment he did. They paused with the score 20 to 19, with her and Booker on the losing end.

“Next basket wins,” Judd said. “You really want to finish this? I mean, you’re better than I expected, but we’re playing for some pretty high stakes.”

“Yeah,” Amber said. “I want to see you as much as you’re looking forward to seeing me. Even Booker’s hard.” She pointed to his groin, where his tight shorts were tented out. She knew the poor boy couldn’t decide clearly which team he wanted to win. If it was the other one, he’d get to see her naked but he’d have to be naked too. But he had an interest in what was inside his best friend’s shorts.

“Your out,” Judd said as he passed her the ball. He gave a quick instruction to Troy and got ready to move. He knew she’d pass the ball to her brother and not to him. Troy had only made one basket so far.

With Booker trying to stay with Judd, Amber passed the ball, but not to her brother. She threw it over his head, knowing that Judd had told him not to catch the ball but to let it go past him. She moved quickly and got in place to cover the better boy as he was surprised by the throw. He got the ball, but all he could do was pass it off to Troy because she was right in front of him.

Only Troy followed the directions his teammate had given him and let the ball sail past him. It was picked up by Booker, who moved towards the basket until Judd moved to cover him, and then he passed it to Amber.

She put it up and in. “That’s game,” she said.

“Shit,” Judd yelped. “It was like you could read my mind.” He didn’t notice the look on the faces of the other two boys there.

“I heard what you whispered to Troy so I knew where I had to be to keep you from shooting.” She found nothing but total embarrassment and shame in Judd’s mind. But she also found that he was going to go through with it.

“Best two of three?” he asked.

She was feeling lucky, and besides, she wanted more than just a quick glimpse of him naked. “Okay, but the losing team has to stay naked for an hour. And they have to masturbate.”

“Damn,” Judd said. He didn’t want to be seen naked. Not by Booker or Troy and especially not by Amber. He had to think about it.

“Uh, I didn’t agree to those terms,” Troy said.

“Yeah, me neither,” added Booker. “How about if you two play one-on-one. Me or Troy will be naked for the hour if our team loses, but not the jacking off.”

Amber could read his mind. He wanted Judd to lose so he could watch his friend jack off. And it would be just as much fun to watch her play with herself if Judd won.

Judd thought that he’d lost because Troy was the worst player of the four. With it being just him and Amber, he was sure he’d have a better chance. He accepted the new terms, but he was hard just thinking about it. “But we only play to 15 points.”

Amber agreed. The game started, and she knew which direction he was going to go no matter how good he was at faking. She decided to make him feel good about it and let him win the next game 16 to 9. And predictably, he wanted more.

“Rubber match,” he said as he passed her the ball.

It was closer than she thought it would be, but in the end her ability to block him at every turn won out. The final score was 16 to 14.

“I’ll let you out of the masturbation if you want.” She wanted to know how honest he would be.

She sensed him consider it, but his sense of fair play won out. “I want to, but I sure as hell don’t want to get naked with you watching. But if I had won, I’m pretty sure that I wouldn’t let you out of doing it. I’ll hate it, but I’ll do it.”

She also sensed that he was relieved not to have gone the one step further he almost went: allowing the winners to touch the loser anywhere they wanted.

They headed to her house. She was looking forward to what would happen once there. She sensed that Booker was hard just from thinking of watching Judd beat off. And her brother was afraid that being naked in front of Booker and Judd would give him a boner, and he was concerned about how the other two boys would react to that.

Once inside the house, Judd just wanted to get it over with. He stripped immediately, and chided Troy for still being dressed.

Amber decided the game was worth the risk she had taken as she looked at Judd. All of her attention was on Judd Brown. His body was shaped differently than Bookers. He had a flatter stomach, and a more defined chest. His nipples were a little bigger and darker. And his penis was just simply beautiful as it jerked up and down in front of her. Longer than Booker’s by at least half an inch, he also had bigger balls and a bit more hair.

Then he took a spot across the middle of her bed and began to jack off. He’d been hard for so long he began to shoot almost immediately, leaving a trail of thick white spots from the base of his dick up to just above his belly button.

She looked around. Troy was fully erect, and Booker was now staring at her brother.

“That was easily the most embarrassing and yet the best cum I’ve ever had,” Judd said as he sat up. “You need to try it too little man,” he said to Troy after seeing the kid’s hard on. Then he looked at Booker. “Shit dude, you need to try it too. I can see your dick pushing your shorts out. I can’t believe you guys got hard watching me.”

“I was just thinking how close it was to me having to be naked,” Booker countered, hoping it would convince his best friend that he was hard for a different reason then the real one.

“Whatever,” Judd laughed. “I’ll bet you two bucks you don’t have enough guts to let Amber watch you jack off.”

He wanted to. In fact, he needed to. “Two isn’t enough. I’ll do it for five.” He began losing his pants.

“I’ll do it for another five,” Troy chimed in.

Judd got up off of Amber’s bed. “Here, both of you, have a seat.”

Just as they had the day before, the two boys took their places. They both kept their eyes on each other as they jacked in unison. Amber was amused and confused. Neither of the boys seemed to be clearly gay, but they both enjoyed watching another boy play with himself.

When they were done Amber got them towels from the bathroom to clean up with. She told Troy to take a shower, but since her mom was due home soon, she needed to get the other two boys out of the house. “Forget about the hour,” she said to them. Get dressed and get out. My mom will be home soon.”

That night, just before bed, she got in the shower. A slight change in the lighting made her turn and look through the glass door, only to see her brother standing there staring at her.

“Fair’s fair,” he said with a sly smile. “I may not be able to keep any secrets from you, but you got to see me naked and now we’re even.” He laughed as he left the bathroom, leaving Amber feeling violated. Yet she had to admit, she’d done much worse to him.

[Summers]

Very good story, thank you for posting it i really enjoyed it.

[HitchingARide]

As she was getting ready for bed, she searched for her brother’s thoughts. They came to her easily. He was in bed, jacking off. In his brain, he was picturing Judd masturbating. Only in Troy’s brain, Judd’s dick was much bigger than it had been in real life.

She’d seen enough of her brother and thought of another boy she knew from school. Brian Long. Once she thought his name, an image of him formed in her head. Brian was also masturbating, but as she focused on his thoughts, she learned that he had made a video of himself jacking off, and now he was jacking off while watching the video.

“Yuck,” she thought. Still, she had a very clear image of his whole body. It was as if she was in the room with him. She tried again.

Bobby Underhill had lost a bet to Steve Wright and had to suck Steve’s dick in the rest room that day. He was picturing it in his mind; his brain filled with the horror of it. Four other boys had witnessed it, and he knew he was going to hear about it the next day. But right now, Amber got a clear image from Bobby’s brain of Steve’s dick. She could even taste his cum when he filled Bobby’s mouth with it.

Enough, she thought. She turned out the light and went to bed.

Somewhere before her alarm was set to go off, she was startled awake. She was inside her brother’s brain. And she saw that he was fucking a girl! Rita Klien, a girl in his grade.

“What the hell,” she said out loud, scrambling out of bed. She burst into his room, only to find him on his side, uncovered, his dick poking out the front of his pajamas as it pumped out cum while he slept on. She realized it was just a dream. Her brother’s dream, not hers. She knew what nocturnal emissions, commonly known as wet dreams, were. Now she had seen one. It was a bit unsettling. But at least he was dreaming of a girl instead of Judd or Boomer.

Her alarm clock would ring in half an hour, so she lay on her bed and tried to find another mind that seemed interesting. But everybody else was either asleep or out of her range. Then she thought, Troy’s dream had woken her, so it wasn’t because they were sleeping. She pictured Judd Brown and got a connection, but nothing of his thoughts.

Dennis Breen lived right behind her. He was thirteen, a year older than Troy. Troy didn’t like him for some reason. She pictured him and searched.

Dennis was awake. He was trying to figure out how to make a digital thermometer read high so that he could convince his mother he was sick and not have to go to school. Amber dug deeper and found out what was terrifying him. She knew what to do, assuming he ended up at the bus stop. If not, she could try and regroup.

As she and Troy headed for the bus stop, Troy asked if she was pissed at him for sneaking into the bathroom while she was showering. She sensed his fear.

“No,” she said. “I did worse to you, I get that. But don’t think you can get away with trying to even the score. I didn’t know you liked Rita.”

He blushed. “You pulled that out of my brain, didn’t you.”

“Yeah.” She decided not to tell him that she’d watched him have a wet dream while he was dreaming that he was fucking her. She allowed a moment from his dream to come into her head.

“I think I have something for you to do today,” she continued. “Don’t look at me like that, I think this time you will like it. How would you like to get another blowjob?”

In his brain, he was excited. But still he hesitated, not trusting her. “Dennis Breen pissed off Nia Torres and she demanded that he find someone to let him give a blowjob too. But he has to have a picture to prove it happened. I’ll take the picture, and you and I will let Nia see it but not have it. Are you in or should I try Booker?”

“You promise just you, and that Nia won’t get the picture?” he asked.

“I do. I’ll require Dennis to be totally naked. He’s desperate and scared. He’s trying to find a way to convince his mother that he is sick today. If he wins, then we’ll visit him after school. If not, I’ll sit next to him on the bus and propose the solution he needs. If you think you might chicken out, don’t say you’ll do it.”

She could see that he wanted to see what Dennis looked like. And he had enjoyed the blowjob that Noah Watson had to give him, he wanted another. “Any chance for two of them?”

“You can try to negotiate with him if you’d rather talk to him than me. But you’ll have to have a lie ready for how you knew about it. Maybe you can mention that she has already seen you naked. Just don’t tell him why or how.”

As they approached the bus stop, they saw Dennis coming up from the side street. Troy made up his mind. “I’ll do it. And I’ll talk to him on the bus. I know you’ll listen in anyway.”

“I will. And this has nothing to do with you seeing me in the shower. I’m not pissed at you. But I don’t expect that I’ll have to start locking the door from now on.”

“You won’t,” he mumbled. He understood the unspoken threat.

She listened as Troy talked with Dennis. “Look, I have a bit of history with Nia Torres. She’s seen me naked on several occasions. And she’s seen me get a blowjob from someone else. I know you have to find someone to give one to. I’ll do it. My sister will take the picture, but she requires that both of us be totally naked. Then, after the picture is shown to Nia, it will be destroyed. Neither me nor my sister will ever tell anyone that you did it. No tricks, no blackmail. But I do demand a payment. Once what you owe Nia is paid, I want another one. And you will be required to be totally naked for that one too. Again, nobody will ever know you did it. And there won’t be any picture or video of the second one. Just you and I.”

Dennis sat there. Amber could read his thoughts. He was horrified at it, and she now knew why Troy didn’t like him. He’d won a bet with Troy a year ago and Troy had to blow him. Troy was sure he’d cheated. But now, as she got Dennis’ memory of it, it had been a fair bet.

“Okay,” he finally whispered, narrowly avoiding sobbing. At least he could get this over with before the deadline Nia had given him.

“Good. We’ll do it at my house right after school. Nia will have the evidence before nightfall. Unless you chicken out. My next offer will require you to blow me twice and Judd Brown once.”

“I won’t,” he promised. “I’ll do it.”

“Good. Look up how to do it. I don’t want a piss poor one.” With that, Troy got up and moved back next to his sister. “You heard?”

“Yeah, I did. And I searched his brain for the bet you lost. He didn’t cheat.”

Troy didn’t say anything, but she could read his thoughts and knew he didn’t believe her. It didn’t matter; she was going to get to see Dennis Breen totally naked in person. And a second time as seen through her brother’s eyes.

She spent the rest of the bus ride listening in on other kid’s minds, looking for something she could exploit. Other boys she could see naked.

"The world is a cruel and mean place, isn’t it?” a male voice said inside her head. All other images ended. She couldn’t picture a face or learn anything about the voice.

“Like most people who learn to unlock their brain, you are not working out for us,” the voice continued. “And you can stop trying, you can’t read my thoughts. Admit it, sex is a very complicated thing, and it sometimes gets pretty wicked or even mean.”

“Since I can’t read your mind, can I at least have a name?” Amber asked. Then she realized she had said it out loud.

“Adam.”

“Like in Adam and Eve?” This time she merely thought it.

“If you got that from my brain, congratulations, that took skill,” Adam said in her brain. But a second later, he laughed. “No, I see it was just a lucky guess. Let’s get into why I’m here. We were hopeful with you. By all appearances, you looked like a good candidate. You actually did a good job helping your brother with his problem.”

“Why hide yourself from me?” she asked.

“It is a requirement for guardians who must monitor potential new candidates. Most, like you, fail. Letting you know who I am makes what I have to do much more difficult.”

The voice paused for several seconds before continuing.

“Roughly 85% of all gifted go insane by the time they are 16 years old. And very, very few people are gifted. You are too far down a path that leads to destruction to allow you to continue. Those of us who have succeeded in controlling their impulses have watched others fail. We’ve tried giving advice and help. We’ve learned from those failures, and now we know better. It is unfortunate, for we need more guardians and you were promising.”

With that, she felt him leave her mind. And with him gone, her brain was quickly flooded with the thoughts of dozens of other people, several of whom she had no idea who they were. Then, suddenly, her brain went quiet. All she had was her own thoughts. The bus was arriving at school, a place where she should by now be able to pick up dozens of thoughts from the kids around her. But now, she was getting nothing.

At school, she went to her classes, but didn’t pay any attention to anything around her, not even the teachers. She occupied herself with how to connect with someone, anyone.

She tried thinking of ‘Adam’, and at first got nothing. Then, just as she was about to give up, one voice spoke to her inside her head.

“I’m busy closing off the parts of your brain that became active, allowing you to read thoughts. I’m sorry this is necessary, but it is part of my job.”

“Can I have a second chance?” she pleaded mentally. “I know I screwed up. I can do better.”

There was nothing for a few seconds, and then Adam spoke again.

“No. I’m sorry, but we’ve tried that many times, and it always fails. You’ll be fine, it will be just like it was before you first realized you could connect. I’ll have a lot of fixing to do with those you’ve interacted with. Once that is done, I’ll move on to the next name on my list.” What he didn’t tell her was that a second chance would be available based on what she did over the next few weeks or months.

She tried to maintain the contact with Adam, but he was gone and her brain was quiet again.

“Are you okay, Amber?”

She looked up. It was her math teacher.

“It looked like you were upset about something. So, I didn’t call on you. If you need help, Mrs. Ferguson will be here from noon to four this afternoon.”

Amber knew that Mrs. Ferguson was a licensed psychologist who met with students having problems. She was very sure that the woman’s training didn’t include helping those who used to be able to read minds and now couldn’t.

“Thank you, Mr. Townsend. Maybe I will. I’m sorry I didn’t pay attention to your class today.” She got up and left and headed for her next class.

Now that ‘Adam’ had blocked Amber’s ability to read minds, he had a lot of work to do fixing things. First, he made Booker Johnson remember a dream that never happened where Amber could read minds. Booker would now believe she couldn’t, but could still react to the dream. Next, he implanted ideas in Booker’s head that Amber had agreed to get naked along side him, but it didn’t happen because her brother had intruded. He left the memories of Booker and Troy jacking off while Amber watched in place, but smoothed them out.

Next, the computer where Troy kept all his porn. He implanted a false memory into Troy’s brain that he had accidently left the paper with his private passwords on it out, where Amber found it. He left in place the changes she had made to the computer and her credit card.

The events surrounding Noah and Angel Watson was going to be much harder to fix. And it had to include Nia Torres. He began by implanting ideas into all of their heads that Nia had been in Noah’s room alone for a few minutes while he went to the bathroom, and she found the diary. He modified their memories of when Amber had confronted him and it all came out so that it was Nia who challenged her boyfriend to never again pick on Troy.

The basketball game was good enough as it happened, only a few minor changes involving the reading of minds had to be erased.

Finally, Dennis Breen’s punishment ordered by Nia. He created memories in the heads of Angel and Troy that it was Nia who told Troy to allow Dennis to give him a blowjob. And in Troy’s head, the idea to make it two for cheating on a bet.

It was exhausting, and Adam had to monitor things for a week. More modifications had to be made in a few instances. And even after all of that, some people still believed that Amber could read minds. Adam decided the safest thing was to let that belief exist. It couldn’t be proved, and it was strange enough in itself to keep those who believed it from telling others and sounding like a fool.

It was exhausting, but done as well as he could manage. He sat back to monitor for further developments or problems. And he had hope that maybe the truth might be other than what he had said to her.

Three weeks had gone by since that day on the bus home. Something about Troy and Dennis Breen. She just couldn’t recall what, only that it seemed important for some reason.

Amber recalled the dream that she could read minds, and it troubled her because she didn’t believe it was a dream. She clearly remembered being able to do it for real.

As she played around with what was a memory and what was a dream, she recalled bits and pieces of other events. She was sure she had never promised Booker that he could see her naked if he would also strip. She did remember promising him he could see her breasts however. And twice she’d come in to the house to find her brother naked in front of the computer.

She tried her best to remember what she did to learn to read minds, but it just seemed like it came on naturally. She did remember that other kid’s fears really brought out thoughts. And then a phrase popped into her head.

“The world is a cruel and mean place, isn’t it?” she could hear it again now. She wondered who had said it. It had never been spoken out loud, she’d heard it in her head. And then she remembered. It happened while she had been listening in on other kid’s minds, looking for something she could exploit.

Adam. The name came to her instantly. And it was Adam who took away her ability to read minds. More memories came flooding back to her. As she analyzed them, she saw that she had been drawn to using mind reading for her own personal enjoyment. She’d been inside of four boys’ heads as they jacked off, seeing every thought each boy had as they did it. The boys were friends of hers. With that understanding, she began feeling sick about her own desires.

Guardian Level 3 Clark Cohen, AKA, Adam, became aware that Amber had removed some of the blocks he had put in her brain. Very few kids who’d awaken the ability that all humans had ever overrode the blocks. That Amber had was a sign. Where good or bad remained to be seen. If bad, it was the final failure. He’d always hoped that she would become a Guardian, but like 99% of others who could read minds, her ability had gone down the dark path. Now he had to monitor what she would do once she managed her first connection since he’d shut down her ability.

Over the next few days, she pondered if she wanted the ability back. Adam had blocked her from it because he said it was leading her down a path towards destruction. She had asked for a second chance, but he said that had been tried in the past and always failed. But she felt like she was close to recovering her ability on her own, and that scared her because she now saw that he had been right. But he wasn’t interacting with her. He had told her he had to fix the things she had screwed up and then move on to the next name on his list.

A week later, she was woken in the middle of the night. Something about Rita Klien, a girl she knew her brother liked. And then in an instant, she could see Troy’s dream. He was having sex with Rita. Not for real, but in a dream. A very powerful emotion. She forced herself out of Troy’s head. If she wanted to keep Adam from noticing, she needed a way to filter what came to her.

She didn’t want to block everything, but she wanted to be in control of what she accessed. A filter was the wrong idea. She remembered a video she’d seen in school about archaeologists searching for artifacts in an ancient tomb in Egypt. They used a sieve. It let sand and dirt pass through but caught what they were looking for. She tried to figure out how to make her brain do the same thing.

Over the next week, more and more thoughts were starting to pour into her brain. Many were very interesting, and she wanted to examine them. But she saw that was leading her down the dark path again. Once aware of such thoughts or dreams, she wanted to know more. To experience them the same way the person dreaming them felt. She had to work to block them from entering.

Inside a month, she became more and more aware of other’s thoughts, but her sieve was working better and better. One morning at breakfast, she sensed that Troy was upset about something. It was so tempting to just go in and see what it was. She resisted and asked him verbally what was wrong.

He stared at her. She suddenly sensed that he was asking in his brain if she could read thoughts.

“Okay, if you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine.” She went back to reviewing a paper she had to turn in at school today. But her brain didn’t block her from seeing that Rita Klien had dumped him. She again had to consciously keep from accessing his brain to find out more.

“Amber?” he asked. He waited until she looked up from her paper. “I dreamed that you could read minds, but the dream felt so real. Can you?”

“If Mom found out about what you have on the computer and you told her I let you use my credit card to access it…”

“No, nothing like that,” he said. “I would never. “No, this is something more serious. I said something to Rita, and she dumped me. She won’t even talk to me now.”

“What did you say?” Amber asked.

He blushed. “I thought you knew. You know, that you read my mind when I dreamed it. I told her I thought about her at night and had a wet dream. Can you fix it? I really like her.”

Amber sighed and made up her mind. “I will talk to her and tell her that you want to apologize. I don’t think that will work. Maybe as time goes by, she’ll stop being super pissed at you. I can’t do more than that.” It hurt. She knew she could. She could break into Rita’s mind and see what she dreamed about. She could plant ideas there. But those ideas were all wrong, and would ultimately lead Adam back to her to redo what he’d done before.

But there was one thing she could do. “You can use the computer without being naked. Eventually, you’d get caught by Mom and that would lead to trouble neither of us need.”

She could sense his relief.

At school, she went to Rita’s locker and asked if she could say something.

“Your pig of a brother told you, didn’t he. He told you he wanted to fuck me. Tell him I hope he dies.”

“He didn’t say it quiet that clearly, but he does want to apologize. I know it won’t change how you think of him. But you did once like him. At least let him know he had the chance to say sorry. I think he also knows that you and he will never be friends again. He just wants to do the right thing. I’m asking you to let him. Nothing beyond listening to what he has to say. I won’t bother you again.”

“He said you could read minds. He’s such a nerd. I don’t know what I ever saw in him.”

“I do, and I think down the road you’ll feel bad for never giving him a chance to say what he needs to say. But it is your choice, and I’ll respect that and tell him you don’t want to see him if that is what you want.”

Amber saw the girl puff out her cheeks as she considered. “Tell him, okay, I won’t bite his head off. I’ll listen, as long as it sincere. But I’m really angry, and I don’t think I’ll ever want to be friends with him again.”

“I’ll pass all of that along. For what it is worth, I think you’ve made the right decision. And no, I can’t read minds.” Amber turned and headed to where she knew her brother waited.

She warned him he had one chance. He had to be sincere. And that he shouldn’t beg. Or expect it to change her mind.

“Can’t you put the words in my head? I always get tongue-tied when I try to talk to her. Please?”

“First, I can’t read minds or put thoughts into your head. And second, even if I could, it would be wrong. She knows the real you. And if you apologized sounding like me, she’d turn and walk away. Swallow your pride and tell her you are sorry in your own words.”

She could sense all of Troy’s thoughts. He was truly sorry for what he’d blurted out without thinking. She wanted so much to do what he’d asked. To put words in his brain. And she knew she could do it. But it would be wrong. She blocked his thoughts out and moved on to her first class.

“I think you’re going to be fine,” Adam’s voice surprised her. “You have already crossed into the next stage and don’t let your ability be the first thing you use when interacting with other people. I think you’ll be like me in a few years. Assigned to try and help other people who have the gift. We guardians are the truly rare ones. More enlightened, and thus, more restrictive on when and how we use the gift. Far fewer than 1% of all with the gift become guardians. When we think you’re ready, we’ll call upon you and give you more training. I’m looking forward to seeing you in person.” And then he was gone. But a second later he was back. “By the way, my real name is Clark Cohen. And I’m four years older than you. You’re doing it right this time. If you had given in to your impulses, I would have cut your ties to the ability. That is not possible to override.”

Author’s note: Don’t look for more, this story ends here. I do welcome anyone to make use of the ability in their own stories however. I’ll look forward to reading other people’s ideas of how reading minds might play out.

[NudeBaG]

Fun story and fun power.

[steam train]

A really good read. Thank you for writing and posting.