This is a story about extra sensory mind control. It is a fictional story about what I wish I could do to a woman's body with my mind.
It happened to me on a rainy afternoon out on my Harley trying to get home. The thunderstorm was raging with lightning striking close by. The terrain was flat. Scanning the landscape, there were no bridges or buildings in which I could hide. I just kept on the throttle, hoping I would get out of the storm before the lightning hit me. I was wrong.
I do not remember seeing or feeling the lightning bolt. A flash of light that was brighter than the sun temporarily blinded me. The light was not incandescent like the sun. It was more like an arc welder.
There was no pain, just a warm feeling.
I was traveling about 70 MPH, unable to see for about 10 seconds. Fortunately, there were no other cars nearby and the road was straight. I just rolled off the throttle and kept the bike going straight. When my vision came back, I was still in the same lane and my speed had dropped to about 35.
I pulled to the right side of the road and stopped. Adding to my confusion, the rain stopped instantly and a hole opened up in the sky above me. I was in a ray of sunshine with no rain falling on me while all around the storm raged.
I sat there for a few minutes wondering if I was OK. Nothing hurt. I was not scared. On the contrary, I felt secure. I had a feeling of an unusually high degree of self-confidence. So I headed back onto the highway. Little did I know how my life would change from the lightning strike.
The highway looked like the Red Sea probably looked like after Moses was through with it. There were no clouds directly above the road for as far as I could see. It remained that way until I had passed out of the storm area.
When I got home, I parked the Harley in the garage and went inside. The house was cold so I turned the heater on, grabbed a beer, and sat on the couch. Just as I started to open a magazine, the front doorbell rang. When I answered the door, my gorgeous neighbor was standing there with a pleading look on her face.