Movie Time

The movie theater was comfortable, with just a slight chill in the air, as we waited for the previews to start. I had insisted on going early as I really enjoyed my 10 minutes of being a film critic like everyone else when they see the previews. Thankfully most of the people at the theater didn't seem to recognize us, or I didn't recognize them from school. That didn't stop us from being the center of attention the moment we had walked in. More specifically, my date was the center of attention as it seemed that every male was leering lustfully at her as we made our way to the concession stand, then to the appropriate theater.

I really didn't know how to feel about that. On one hand, she was my bully, my tormentor for years. I really didn't (shouldn't) care about her personal life or how men looked at her. But on the other, she was my date, she was in love with me, artificially or not. I'm not really sure where these feelings were coming from, but they were starting to scare me.

My original intention with the love potion was to just be left alone. I didn't have plans on turning any woman into my love sick sex ****. Don't get me wrong, I still wanted to be left alone, but there might be some other feelings springing up that I would have to take corrective measures against. But we all know the saying "The road to Hell is paved with good intentions."

Bella sat in the chair to my left, holding my hand in her lap while making sure my upper arm was comfortably wedged between her huge tits. Her cheek was on my shoulder due to the angle needed to keep my arm trapped as it was, but she didn't seem to mind too much. More than once I caught her sniffing my neck or cheek and sighing contently. I made no attempt to stop her as I was quite enjoying this rather tame display of affection.

"Thank you for following through with your promise to take me on a date. I know you are struggling with this whole relationship, but I really do appreciate the effort. Even more so since we both know it's not necessary."

Not necessary? What?

"What does that mean?" I was a little surprised, but I had a feeling I already knew what she meant.

"Not necessary as in I am already yours, you don't have to wine and dine me. And the fact that you already know that but still decided to wine and dine me is much appreciated." Pretty much what I thought she would day. But I couldn't let on that it was just a way for me to manipulate her into doing what I wanted. Ugh, just admitting that brought all my guilt and disgust to the forefront of my mind.

"Well couples normally go on dates, don't they? If we are really going to take a shot at making this work, we will have to do normal couple things, right?"

She chuckled heartedly, "Or maybe you are a good fucking person and when you promise something in an effort to manipulate someone, you follow through with it." I felt my entire face instantly heat up in embarrassment.

"Oh relax, I'm not really in a position to judge you. Just look at my track record when it comes to manipulating you." She grimaced at the memories. "Besides, I can tell from the way you have been acting you are really nervous. And considering what we have been doing for the last week and a half, the only reason you should be nervous is if you really want this date to go well, which makes this 100 times better. Aaaannndddd I can appreciate why you wanted me to 'live my previous life', even though I don't agree," she said in a mock sigh.

That caught me off guard. It was a well thought out and insightful statement. I even said as much.

With a sad smile, Bella continued. "I guess I really shouldn't be surprised. Most people, friends included, see me as the dumb bimbo cheerleading captain. They see my bad grades and see me as a cheerleader and instantly jump to the obvious conclusion. The problem is schools only test on what they deem as important types of intelligence. You have the math and science, language both foreign and english, and arts. But in all my time in school, I have never been tested on my emotional intelligence. Have you?" She waited for a few seconds before continuing. "I feel I am fairly proficient when it comes to reading people and situations. I mean look at school. Everyone fears or respects me there. Do you know why? Because I physically bully everyone? No, you were the only one I physically bullied."

She grimaced at that again, but neither of us brought more attention to her statement. "No, it was the precisely crafted statements to select people throughout the school. You know those statements, those 'even though we have never met, I know you. I know you and I know how to fuck your shit up' statements. But without perfect placement, those don't mean jack shit. So I needed to know the main players. The ones that ran all the clicks, all the way from the jocks to the nerds. And all that on the first day of my freshmen year to ensure I snuffed out any ideas of being top bitch before the ideas even sprang up in anyone's head."

This made me stop and consider. It was true, I always considered her on the dumb side. It wasn't but a week ago that I even belittled her in my secret lab for offering to help. She sincerely just wanted to offer whatever help she could, but I threw the complexity of what I was doing back at her like she would never be able to understand anything as complex as a chemical concoction. But how adept was I at navigating complex social interactions and relationships? Probably as adept as Bella is at understanding chemical concoctions. Thinking about that did add to my guilt, but this felt different, worse even.

Before I felt guilty because I took her free will, but that was an unexpected consequence during my pursuit of being left alone. I had an agenda to complete and I miscalculated when I tried to accomplish it.

But the other night I had belittled her because...why? Because I thought she was stupid? I really didn't have any other reason for the things I said. I silently cursed myself. I had acted just like the old Bella, I was mean because I could be, because I had the advantage in the given situation. While the former situation had much greater consequences, I couldn't help but feel the later was worse. Like the first follows the idea "the end justifies the means", while the second had no end, just the means.

I turned my head so I could look deep in her eyes. I studies them intently for a few moments. "I'm sorry Bella," I said with the most sincerity I could muster. I really felt like shit for how I treated her. I also felt bad because it seemed like it wasn't just me either, it was everyone. It definitely didn't excuse her actions toward me in those three years, but I certainly started to understand some of the hostility she had.

"No need. I believe the scales are still firmly skewed in your favor. But thank you, that does mean a lot. Especially coming from you."

We both settled into silence, enjoying each others company as we were deep in our own thoughts.

The previews started, announcing the next superhero movie and the 15th installment of some street racing series I had lost interest in after the third movie. But the exceptional production of the action set pieces and the funny one liners were enough to lift both our moods, just in time for the movie to start.

We were both enjoying the movie, laughing while the Hollywood starlet bumbled her way through many flirting attempts. Normally a woman with her looks would have no problem picking up guys, but the costume and makeup team for the move did a superb job of hiding her attractiveness. She certainly had the right parts to look attractive, but they were done in such a way that they just did not go well together to the point it detracted from her over all appeal.

It wasn't until the character got some much needed tutoring from the ghost of her long deceased great great great grandmother that she was able to successfully get a guy back to her place. Of course grandmother gave many cryptic, yet helpful hints/advice that eventually led to the couple frantically kissing on their way to the bedroom.

I jumped a little when I felt Bella's hand caress my throbbing erection through my jeans. I snuck a glance around to make sure no one was watching us, then glared at Bella next to me. She playfully winked, then turned her attention back to the movie without removing her hand. I had the thought of removing her hand from my crotch, but at that moment the actor tugged the starlet's sweater over her head revealing an incredibly sexy body clad in a bra and short skirt. Her toned belly showed some "V" shaped definition lines every time she breathed out while her breasts jiggled happily in her bra. At some point, she was **** against a wall and her hands were held above her head, adding the illusion of stretching her torso out, adding a nice lithe look. Her fiery red hair was pushed from one shoulder to the other so make space for the actors nibbling up and down her neck and jaw.

"She is really sexy, isn't she?" I felt Bella's warm breath in my ear as a chill ran down my spine straight to my dick. I glanced again at Bella who softly shook her head and commanded me to "Watch her." I turned back to the screen just in time to see the starlet and been pulled from the wall and pushed toward the large bed while her bra fell down her arms to the floor, revealing a sexy pair of perky breasts, capped in diamond hard nipples and tiny areolas. The actor began mauling them, kissing and biting on and around the nipples to the husky moans of the starlet.

I hadn't realized that Bella had fished my erection out of my pants by this point until I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt her warm mouth then throat engulf me completely. I gasped as quietly as I could, but Bella was still able to feel and hear my reaction, which earned me a moan that I could feel all the way through my dick. I glanced around again to make sure no one was watching, but after finding everyone was engrossed in the pornographic spectacle in front of us, returned to enjoy it myself.

Bella started slowly bobbing her head on my lap while tonguing all my weak spots as I watched the sexy woman on screen moaning and gyrating against the actor. In no time Bella had found a good tempo, quietly **** herself with my cock in her throat every couple of bobs.

Even though it was still a Hollywood movie and no actual intercourse was shown, the woman's sounds and motions combined with Bella's mastery of my erection and maybe a little excitement of being caught in public brought me close to release faster than I ever had before this point. I was shivering and humping up into Bella's face, who seemed to enjoy my reaction as much as I was enjoying her attentions. Only a few seconds later, the starlet let out a sexy scream of pleasure, signaling her climax, which in turn pushed me over the edge. It felt like I didn't cum for as long as I usually did, but the intensity was more than most other orgasms I had had.

Bella dutifully swallowed my entire load before licking me clean from root to tip in a slow, sensual way. I shivered again at the intensity of her soft touch before she gently slipped me back into my pants and lovingly buckled them back up.

"That was really fun babe, we might need to add a little porn sometime." She smiled wickedly at me.

"Uh, yeah, sure. That could be uh, fun." I gulped at the prospect of more of these situations in my future.

We both sat back and snuggled back into our original positions. The movie ran for a few minutes while I took stock of my mental faculties. I was actually kind of enjoying my time with Bella. We had some deep talks, we had some laughs together, and she gave me another mind melting blowjob. And the strange part was the guilt I usually felt in my post nut clarity wasn't as strong as it usually was. But in it's place was my guilt of treating Bella in a way that she would had previously treated other people. Maybe not as bad as she had treated me, but it still stank of the old Bella. That bothered me more than I could have imagined. But that was a problem for future John to deal with. Right now I just had to continue the date and end it on a high note.

I felt Bella lean up to my ear before whispering in her oh so sensual way, "Or maybe I should find us another girl to entertain you as I show you what this mouth really can do..."

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Mental Recalibration Sequence Initiated, 0%

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