It has been a while, mostly because i needed a mind cleanse to continue the story. I finally figured out how to get where i wanted to go. The same themes from previous chapters can be found in this one. Although, now he is going to be moving towards an actual goal and not just having fun for fun's sake, though that will still happen. I hope you enjoy where this is going. As always, those having sex are 18+. Comments and ratings are very welcome. It encourages we authors to keep entertaining you. Comments should at least give me an idea of where to change things if a negative comment and encourage me to continue with what you feel makes the story strong. And now without further ado...
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I don't know what I had been thinking, just to relax and bask in the afterglow of the chaos I had spread. There was a slight cough and I was startled enough that my body jerked and my left knee banged against the table. A short spout of curses erupted from my lips.
I stared at the person who had coughed, they seemed familiar and did not place who they were until I reached out to them with my power. I couldn't believe it, Randal Pierson. Tiffany's brother. He's been dead for the past, what, thirty years? This couldn't be him, but there he was.
"What the fuck, man!?"
"I came to warn you. I sensed your powers wake. They will soon too. You have to go. I was already getting ready to leave too. At least you get to say goodbye to my sister."
I nodded to him. "Do we have time for a drink?"
"No, I am afraid not. Listen, go to the bus station, here is a locker key. It is a secondary cache of mine." He slid over the key.
"I have wanted to approach you, Dave. For years I have watched. It saddened me to see what you have been through. Consider this recompense for not helping you." He looked at me for a moment. "Use your power sparingly or keep moving. Do not let them find you. Good luck Dave."
Just like that he was gone. I don't mean he got up and walked away, I mean one second, he was there and then he wasn't. He mind-fucked me. I stepped outside and looked up and down the street. I could not use my car. I ran to the first car at the end of the street, waiting to merge.
Opening the passenger door, I looked at the man behind the wheel. "Take me to the bus station." Ten minutes later we were pulling into the station. I sent him on his way. Entering the station, I made my way to the lockers. Locker 4424. I put the key in the lock and looked inside. There was a duffle bag and a note.
Dave,
I will find you if I can. Take this money and use it in place of your powers when you can. Stay away from states that have large military bases. Not all of them have the means to detect you, but better to take no chances.
Good Luck, God speed
I left the station and found another ride, this time to a used car dealer. Using a bit of the cash, I purchased an old Volkswagen Passat. As I paid cash, they expedited the paperwork and I had 30-day temporary plates. Now to figure out where I was going to go.
I really did not have too many choices and I knew exactly where I wanted to live. Arizona. It would be a long drive, so that is what I did. I avoided toll roads and large towns. I kept to the back roads and places that were pretty much just a gas station and a store.
I was in West Virginia when I decided to stop for the night. I found a small house, pretty much in the middle of nowhere. Walking up to the door, I knocked twice.
A young girl, no older than twenty, answered the door. "Yes, can I help you?"
"Who is it sweetie?" a woman's voice called from farther in the house.
"Tell her it is the police. Then let me in." I said as I reached into her mind and touched it very lightly.
She nodded to me. "It's the police mom." She stepped aside and let me in.
"What do they want?" an older woman, probably in her forties, entered the hall, she was drying her hands with a kitchen towel. Probably dinner had just finished and she was working on the dishes.
When she looked and saw me, I took her mind gently, trying hard not to give in to my impulses. Both women were very tempting. "I am an old friend, come to visit. You remember me as James Young, an old college sweetheart."
"James! So good to see you! Annie, meet James, he and I were friends in college."
"Pleased to meet you, James." She blushed as she looked at me.
"We just finished dinner, but if you don't mind left overs, there is meatloaf, green beans and mashed potatoes."
"That sounds great. I would love to sample your wares." I said as I winked at her.
She blushed too. I had to reach into her mind one more time, but just to read.
Her name was Winnie, she was a widow and Annie was her only child. No one came to visit often, so a day or two stop over would not be a problem. I sat down for dinner, Winnie served me and Annie sat down next to me and small talk ensued.
Annie was single and not dating right now. She was on break from school for a while and helping her mother. Winnie had been widowed for only eight months and was not looking for a new man in her life, though it seemed that there were a few suiters vying for her attention.
After dinner, I helped clear the table and do the dishes. Winnie appreciated this and Annie helped by repacking the left overs. I took the time to admire both women.
Winnie was fairly short, like I prefer my women. Her black hair was curly and full. She had nice brown eyes and full lips. She had a beautiful rack, about a DD and nice wide hips with a fleshy ass. She was wearing skin tight jeans and a flannel blouse and she was barefoot. For jewelry, she only wore a necklace with a ring hanging from it. Probably her wedding ring.
Annie was shorter than her mother, a bottle blonde, but she had icy blue eyes. Her lips were full, like her mother and she wore a subdued red lipstick. Her jean shorts were tight and her half tee showed off her flat stomach. She had nice C breasts and she was also barefoot. Both had used maroon polish on their toe and finger nails.
We retired to the family room, with a large pitcher of tea and three glasses. Netflix was turned on and we sat there, binge watching some sci-fi series that was pretty good. Winnie had sat down next to me and had her legs curled up under as she leaned on me.
Annie was on the floor between us, her back against the sofa. She leaned against my right leg, like I had been a part of the family for a while. This was strange to me, because I commanded neither of these things. Winnie probably felt safe with an old boyfriend and Annie trusted her mom's taste.
I just sat back and enjoyed. It was comforting to just sit here with people that had no expectations from me. How could they? They didn't know me. After we watched a couple of episodes, they announced they were going to bed. Winnie said I could have Annie's room and Annie would sleep with her. They offered to let me sleep in in the morning and I told them that 6am would be sleeping late for me.
Annie showed me to her room, it was definitely a young woman's room, but I had slept in worse. I would have to go shopping in the morning for some clothes. I never bothered to get any before I hit the road. When Annie had said good night, I undressed and folded my clothes, laying them on her chair by the desk.
I slipped into the covers, the soft sheets feeling good on my naked skin. I would like to say that I tried to resist, but I didn't. I sent out a call to Winnie and within moments she had arrived in the room. I motioned for her to undress and slip into bed between me and the wall.
