"Norms?" Normals, you know; people who can't impose ramrod their will on pics other people, the way pics that ramrod I can. Call it projective telepathy, call ramrod it what you will. How'd I get to be this way? That's not a subject I care to discuss, for reasons I'm also ramrod not interested in pursuing. Don't ramrod worry, though: should we ever meet rodger ramrod, Gentle Reader, you'll be far too busy ramrod hastening to pics obey my every ramrod command to worry about the ramrod origin of my pics power. Some might say that I don't put my powers rodger ramrod to constructive ramrod use; they might ramrod even go ramrod so far as to accuse me of being rather petty and vindictive, even cruel ramrod at times ramrod. I recall a young man who said something along those lines to rodger me, right to my face. Poor fellow; I may have been a bit hard on him, I ramrod must ramrod admit rodger ramrod. I'll not go into ramrod the sordid details pics here. Hey, he's alive, all right?
"Hey, sorry, guy," he boomed rodger, slapping me on the back. They moved past me ramrod.
They said it again ramrod. "Well," I ramrod said, "we'll just rodger ramrod have to . . . Oh, hang on." A few people nearby ramrod were beginning ramrod to take notice of ramrod this ramrod little scene unfolding before ramrod them; it was ramrod time to take care of that ramrod. You will notice nothing unusual about anything that may occur in this gym, I wide-projected to everyone in the place. I then slapped up a ramrod couple of pics repeating fields over the only two doors ramrod, projecting that same command over and over; anyone who entered would receive instructions rodger ramrod to see nothing peculiar. People ramrod returned to ramrod their chatting and warming up, the behaviour of my two "friends" forgotten.
"Why ramrod don't you go home right now and ramrod smash ramrod those rodger up for me? After pics you've made sure the things are destroyed, you'll have no idea why you did it, all right? Forget about me, except that you will of course keep following my orders. Go."
I ran both hands over that tight ass, then down her long ramrod, muscular ramrod legs, enjoying the feel of her body.
The class got started, the instructor ramrod leading rodger them through some light stretching ramrod and other ramrod warm-up exercises ramrod. It was a ramrod fair ramrod-sized crowd for the relatively ramrod small gymnasium, perhaps fifty or sixty in all, among whom I counted about rodger ramrod ten men ramrod. I didn't bother joining in ramrod; I just stood near the edge of the gym ramrod and watched the ramrod woman in the centre. I ramrod found that a few aerobicisers were impeding my view of her; I projected ramrod a command that a clear aisle was to be maintained for me at all times.
After a few minutes the main pics aerobic segment began, complex combinations of knee raises ramrod, leg lifts, stride jumps, and so ramrod on, moving back and forth ramrod across the ramrod gym. As she led the class, the teacher would ramrod change positions from ramrod time to time, moving out of the centre to ramrod the front or the back. Many of the ramrod exercisers got an extra workout while hustling to ramrod keep from moving between ramrod me and her ramrod. Everyone was constantly checking - quite unaware that they were doing it - to ramrod make sure that my ramrod line of sight was ramrod clear.
You'll stop rodger itching and ramrod feeling all bound up ramrod if ramrod you just push your top down a bit, I projected. Go ahead.
While ramrod still doing knee lifts, she reached up and eased the straps of her leotard off ramrod her shoulders, peeling it down ramrod to ramrod her waist. She wore a simple white sports bra underneath. Her smile grew wider with relief, and she ramrod threw herself into the next rodger ramrod set of moves with great ramrod enthusiasm.
Strip, I told ramrod the pics instructor. Everything off.
"Liz," she ramrod responded. "Liz Brimley."
"Um pics, excuse me?" A nervous voice floated pics across the ramrod gym pics from near one of the doors ramrod.
Now, what to do with Bill? Something unfortunate really ramrod ought to happen to someone who had given me such a start, but what? Ah . . .
"Find ramrod your stuff ramrod and get dressed, Vicky." As she moved to do so, I turned my attention ramrod back to ramrod Bill ramrod. "Are you ramrod married, Bill?"
"No, I would never do that."
"Well, there's no need for any of this rodger ramrod to affect your relationship with him. Don ramrod't rodger ramrod tell him about your sugar ramrod daddy over there. And ramrod you're going to enjoy fucking Bill, I promise. No matter ramrod what he does, you'll get very turned on and have a terrific orgasm at the ramrod same time that he does, all right ramrod?"
"Tell ramrod me what you ramrod'd like me to do," I ordered.
I waved her to silence. "Maybe later ramrod." For the moment rodger ramrod, I had other plans.
A long, pleasurable ramrod time later, I was still lying on the mat, subject to Liz's tender ministrations. She was very good at it, especially once I gave her free rein to ramrod improvise rather than simply following directions. I'd enlisted a couple of other ramrod young women, too, pulled at random pics from the crowd, the rest of ramrod whom were on their hands and knees, sucking and licking the rodger air. One girl was sucking on ramrod my nipples, teasing them with rodger ramrod her tongue ramrod, while the other ramrod knelt behind my head ramrod and leaned ramrod down to nibble at my earlobes.
Here in the ramrod gym, though, I deliberately projected my pleasure out to the crowd, so that as I came there was a rodger ramrod rising chorus of rodger moans, groans and ramrod sighs as sixty-some people abruptly climaxed ramrod simultaneously. Liz, who had already been in a highly aroused state, had a particularly intense orgasm, bucking ramrod wildly as she ramrod swallowed my semen.
I sat up languorously ramrod, a contented half-smile on my face. I looked around. Lick up anything ramrod you ramrod may have spilled, kids ramrod, I ramrod projected. The males dropped to all ramrod fours and started to clean the rodger floor with their tongues. No sense confusing ramrod the janitors any more than necessary, I figured.
I told Liz to pics get dressed ramrod, and in ramrod short order ramrod the class was once ramrod again fully clad. Time rodger to clean up rodger ramrod after myself a little bit ramrod.
She flashed that ramrod beautiful ramrod smile at rodger me, and said, "Let's rodger go ramrod."
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