visit the neighbor

I decided to let Candi rest a bit. I focused in on her head and made sure she would stay asleep there until I came back. Then I dressed and headed next door, intent on being neighborly.

As I approached Susan Chung's door, I began to wonder about the extent of my power. So far, I had made Ms. Sorensen and Cynthia do things when I was looking right at them. If Ms. Chung wouldn't answer the door, would I be able to make her?

I soon got the feeling that I would be. As I approached the house, thinking of the divorced real estate agent, I could 'feel' her there in the house. She was in the same room as when she had looked down on me fucking Ms. Sorensen. I could even 'feel' the residual embarrassment from what she had seen, though I couldn't really make out her thoughts. I could tell she was thinking, but it was like someone speaking in another room, the words muffled and unintelligible.

I decided to test my new ability, directing her from a distance to strip from the waist down without realizing it. I gave her a minute or two, then rang the doorbell, giving her a little push to make sure she hurried to answer it. Within seconds I had proof positive. There stood Susan Chung with delicate Korean features, breathing hard from her sprint to the door and oblivious that she was wearing nothing but a blouse.

"Oh!" she exclaimed when she saw it was me, blushing at the thought of where she had last seen me. "You are...um..."

"Sam," I told her. "I'm your neighbor Sam! Today's my 18th birthday."

"Oh, um...Happy Birthday?" she replied, clearly confused about how she was supposed to respond until I helped her. "Please come in!"

"Thank you" I said, following her in and checking out her bare ass. It was slight but very nicely formed. She led me to her sofa set as I made her think about the fact that now that I was 18 it was legal for her to sleep with me. She was blushing even harder when she turned to offer me a seat. I sat on her couch and she sat across from me on a love seat, very lady-like with her knees tight together, oblivious to the feel of the white suede against her bare ass. With a thought from me those knees spread wide, completely unbeknown to their owner, and she began stroking her pussy while believing her hands were resting on her knees.

"Have you had a nice birthday?" she asked, not sure what to say or why she had invited me in.

"Oh yes," I told her. "Best birthday ever. Ms. Sorensen gave me something very nice."

"Ms. Sorensen?" she asked. "Isn't she your mother?"

"Adopted," I told her. "But she has never been much of a mother. Our relationship is....evolving."

"Oh," said Ms. Chung and blushed to the point of incandescent.

"That's actually what I came over to talk to you about, Susan," I told her. "You don't mind me calling you Susan, right? I wanted to apologize for anything you might have seen in our backyard."

"I..no...I...I didn't see anything," she stammered. "That is, I wasn't watching...looking...I never look in your backyard! I mean, hardly ever."

"Oh, so you didn't see me and Ms. Sorensen back there?" I asked. "I don't mind if you did, of course. It's nothing to be ashamed of. I just know for some people it would be embarrassing to see and if you're one of those sorts of people I wanted to apologize."

"No, I..." she stammered.

"Oh, you're not the sort that gets embarrassed by watching sex?" I said. "Well, that's a relief. I kind of suspected you enjoyed it but you can never can tell."

"No! That's not what I...I didn't see anything!" she insisted. "And if I did I certainly wouldn't...wouldn't..."

"You wouldn't masturbate to it?" I asked.

"NO!" she practically screamed.

"Then why aren't you wearing any pants?" I asked, letting her realize what she wasn't wearing and how busy her fingers were.

She looked down at her naked, dripping twat, gasped, looked up at me in horror, then rolled her eyes and slumped over, having fainted.