He believes her, and wants the power for himself.

Jim's eyes widened a bit as he noticed the freshly-printed New Rule about the Espresso Cafe. It had been just a few minutes ago that the new rule had taken affect, after all, and he'd have felt it.

He reached for it and Tara pulled it to her chest protectively. She suddenly wished she hadn't been so free with the information. Having seen first hand what the notebook can do, she feels a wave of panic at the idea that anyone else might get their hands on it.

The door to the cafe opened and a tall white man entered. He quickly looked around the room, pausing briefly on the White-Indian couple currently fucking in a booth, and then his eyes fell on Tara. With a smile, he walked towards her. "Come here, cutie. The day I've had, I could use a tight piece of ass like you to unwind."

Tara squeaked and took a step away from the man. Maybe she'd been a little hasty with her experimentation in the notebook after all. In her heart she knew he could use her body any way he wished as long as she remained in the Cafe, and he was between her and the exit. No one would even think to help her. In her burning state of arousal, the thought actually made her blush. 'Maybe that wouldn't be the worst thing...'

She had no time to contemplate what was about to happen to her, however. Before she could formulate any kind of plan, he had reached her and grabbed her arm. He spun her around and pulled her against him and she felt a stiff erection in his pants press against her ass. His hot breath warned of hit lips before she felt them on her neck, and she shivered with barely contained lust.

Jim chose that moment to snatch the notebook from her hand, having forgotten briefly about poor Sandra, now bent over the table, Jim's fat white cock still buried in her brown ass. He casually examined the notebook as the newcomer began groping Tara's breasts. "Fascinating," he said, and looked around for a pencil.

Tara tried to reach for the notebook, but as soon as she lifted her arms, her shirt was pulled up over her head and tossed aside. "Jim! No! Wait, I need that back!" The man's roaming hands were making it hard for her to focus.