Author's Note:
I decided to try something a little different this time. We will be switching perspectives a little more frequently, but each time should be clearly noted. Let me know if you thought this worked or not. I am rather happy with it, but I already have the story in my head, and you are only experiencing it through the words I spatter across the page.
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Chapter 15 - Derek
The first month went by quickly. Austin and Kyle both used their final dares with the girls in the first week, but I intentionally avoided finding out what they did. I had to delay my day with Alexis since the Council didn't trust me to be around her until I finished my training. I learned a lot in that month though. Apparently my grandmother's brother had the gift, but no one else since had it, which lead to my branch of the family being forgotten. It often skipped one generation, but on rare occasions it would skip more. They also explained to me in a lot greater detail how the persuasion normally works. I asked why they didn't just undo what I had done to Ivy and Felicia, but apparently undoing something that had been done was tricky. Since the persuasion just implanted ideas, you had to add another idea of the exact strength and composition that it would counter the first, but not affect anything else. Since I wasn't 100% sure what all I had implanted into Ivy and Felicia, it would be impossible to undo the changes without causing unexpected damage.
I could tell my trainer got frustrated when I couldn't feel whatever it was he wanted me to be feeling. We spent at least an hour every day meditating. It was supposed to help me feel the part of me that let me persuade others. I never did figure out how to activate it at will, but I was able to get to the point that I didn't have to use it when I was aroused. It was kind of like a muscle that I had to relax at the back of my brain after getting hard, although I couldn't find it when I wasn't aroused. It took many, many meditation sessions to figure it out, but luckily Felicia and Ivy were always ready to keep me going. It made those sessions both much more difficult, but also much more rewarding.
With that under control, they were willing to let me have a slightly greater degree of freedom. I was still under constant watch, but just associating with someone attractive was not longer an instant red flag. Just an alert to pay closer attention to what I was doing. The various watchers were a bit of a mixed bag. Mr. Saxe kept watch for almost a week. Apparently he slept in his car on the street outside my house. He never approached me, but he did stand out if I was out with friends. I got used to not leaving my house very often. After that week the watcher changed every few days. There was one guy named Justin, who was only a couple years older than me, that wasn't too bad. He encouraged me to go to a movie, or hang out downtown. He could blend into crowd at those places really well, and I barely noticed he was there. I had him two more times while I was doing my training, and he was by far the most relaxed of the watchers. He was also the only one I saw more than once.
Felicia and Ivy were both staying with their parents for now. I was free to call them over whenever I needed. Or whenever they needed, to be more precise. If I left them alone for a few days, they would start to get antsy, and message me constantly. If it went more than a week, they would enter a state of depression, barely able to force themselves out of bed to eat or take care of themselves. My trainer had been encouraging me to test what would happen, but after a week he called it off, and said that I couldn't let it get that bad again. So I would invite them over and give them a few things to do every three or four days. It wasn't always sexual. They were just as happy making me lunch, or cleaning my room. Of course being a hot blooded young man I didn't exactly push them away if they tried to express their interest, which they often did, so we played quite a few fun games as well.
And finally, the last day of training was over. I was once again free to live my life, as long as I was cool with my watcher always being in the background. I drove home with Felicia and Ivy in the back of my car. The training sessions mostly took place at my trainer's house, about 45 minutes away. I glanced in my mirrors to spot my watcher. Today's was the owner of a plumbing company, so it wasn't hard to spot the big truck with pipes strapped to the rack on top of it. After ensuring he was following I pulled onto the highway for the drive back. I had plans for tonight.
My Dad had won a trip for two to some island getaway for a week. He had offered to buy a third ticket for me, but I turned it down. I told them that I had to schedule some stuff for college this week, and they dropped the subject. Really, I just didn't want to figure out managing a week away from Felicia and Ivy, nor did I want to talk to my watcher about it. So I had the house to myself. I had figured out really fast that threesomes were more trouble than I liked. I preferred to be able to give all my focus to one person, so someone always wound up feeling like the third wheel. I would be sending one of the girls home, but I hadn't decided which one yet. I thought I would play a little game, and let lady luck decide.
I pulled into the driveway with a smile on my face. I opened the door for the girls, and asked Ivy to order something light for dinner, and I had Felicia fetch some soda from the fridge. I had discovered quite quickly that Felicia was a disaster in the kitchen. Ivy wasn't the best chef, but her food was at least consistently edible. Tonight though I didn't feel like making her cook. I retrieved a deck of cards from my room, then sat down at the head of the dinner table and started shuffling. Felicia returned with a platter bearing three cups with ice, and 3 cans of soda, which she deftly placed in the center of the table.
She may not be able to cook, but she is as graceful as they come.
I thought.
"Cola, Ginger-ale, or Orange, Sir?" She asked, placing coasters and a glass in front of me and the two seats to either side. She had on a thin yellow sundress, and when she bent to place the coaster in front of me I could tell she bent extra deep to ensure I got a good look down her cleavage.
"Cola, thank you." I said, smiling as I enjoyed the view. She brought over one of the red cans and poured it carefully, with the foam rising nearly to the brim before the can ran out. I let my hand drift up to caress the back of her leg, then dropped it back down as she stepped away to dispose of the can, and ask Ivy for her preference. She returned a moment later, and poured a glass of sickly orange liquid for Ivy, before filling her glass with light amber soda from the green can.
"Dinner should be here in 20-30 minutes, Sir." Ivy said as she joined us at the table. She had on some torn jeans, and a black T-shirt with cuts on the sleeves and belly, revealing diamond shaped bits of skin. "I ordered some vegetable wraps from the place just up the road."
"Perfect. I thought tonight we would play a game." I said with a smile. "But first, Felicia, Ivy, I need you to go make sure you only have 5 items of clothing on." I could see a blush creep across Ivy's face as she nodded and stood up. I was really happy I could still make her blush. Felicia gave me a soft "Yes Sir" and walked up to my room. Ivy followed behind her. A couple weeks in I had them bring over a small selection of clothing, so that if something happened they would have a change of clothes readily available.
I gave the deck of cards another shuffle as I waited.
