Jean seals her Fate with a small Kiss. Now she has cast a Spell on Dean and he is unable to Resist.

As we drove along the road of the Tidicus Reserve we both silently enjoyed the slowly rising heat. Jean enjoyed just getting out and I was lost in thought. Only when we arrived at the Bohrdrum Field park and Jean got out did I return to the here and now. In the small park some children were playing baseball and the meadows were already covered with blankets and picnics. I noticed immediately that this area was one of the better ones, because the parking lot was full of expensive cars. Grinning, I realized that the Lamborghini Jean had chosen was the best of the lot. I secretly liked the jealous glances that were thrown at me. But I didn't have to be a telepath to know that I was not only envied for the car. Even though there were many beautiful women sitting at many seats with their friends and enjoying the weather, at first glance there was no one who could have matched Jean. The look Jean had on his face was a mixture of pride and annoyance, something I didn't quite understand. Determined, she walked to one of the most beautiful places with a blanket on it, but no one around. Without questions she sat down and shone with the sun.

"This is why I like to spend my days off on Oro's." she laughed. "and if I can't have a day off, at least I try to move my classes outside."

"You mentioned that name before. Who is this Oro?" I asked curiously, and Jean grinned even wider.

"Oro Monroe. You might know her better under the name Storm. She can influence the weather and belongs to a class 4 mutant. As you may know, this is the second most powerful class of a mutant and the highest you can normally reach, until now. But surely it won't be long before this classification must be redone because there are more and more mutants with great powers and the rate of mutations is even increasing," she said calmly.

"You said the other day that you were the most powerful mutant does that mean you're even stronger?"

"My case is a little more complicated than that, and in order not to spoil my good day, which would inevitably ruin yours, I suggest we save the subject for another time." With a wink, she started telling me about mutations, levels and abilities. I had prepared a small block and eagerly took notes, as much of what I heard here went far beyond what I had heard on the news. Finally, of course, we came back to my gift and she leaned back, supported her upper body and looked up into the sky. The fact that she was able to show her bust perfectly in the scene did not seem to bother her. With closed eyes she finally sighed.

"Look somewhere else!" a broad grin formed on her face and I instinctively looked somewhere else.

"How did you do that? How did you know?"

"What?" she asked innocently.

"That I... That I was staring?" I surrendered, and she laughed.

"First... Because you just told me, Second, because you're a guy, and third, because every guy in this park thinks the same as you."

"I thought you didn’t want to read my mind?" I asked, confused.

"Dean. I promised you I wouldn't read your mind, so I didn't read it. In fact, you're the only person I'm purposely blocking out around here. But of all the other people, I always sense the shallow thoughts. It's normal for a telepath. We must be actively trying not to listen. In your case, however, I made an exception. I'm blanking you out specifically," she said and stood up again. "And that brings us to today's lesson. What is the difference between a telepath and you?"

As I listened I raised both arms and nodded. "I am ready. I'll write it all down!"

"Oh yeah? How?" she asked, and I realized that I had forgotten to lift the pad and pencil. But I couldn't bring myself to put my hands down again. Only now did I feel this compulsion. This external control that had settled in me. As hard as I tried, I could not put my arms down.

"what's wrong, dean?"

"I don't know. I feel like I'm being remotely controlled!" I admitted and was able to lower my arms. Confused, I looked around and then back at her.

"That was me, so please don't worry. I just wanted to demonstrate to you that you usually feel it when someone is controlling you using telepathy. The better prepared you are the easier it is. But that is not how your power works. I will now allow you to perform a test. Be aware that what I am asking of you now is a small crime, but I will make sure that nobody will notice it." she said casually and at the last statement I listened up. That was certainly a test. She called a beverage salesman and said that while he was on his way "I want you to get him to give us free food. All you have to do is ask him."

When the man was there, I demonstratively handed him a bill and let him give me 2 hot dogs and 2 colas. When he was gone, Jean gave me a nasty look. "This wasn't what I wanted from you."

"Maybe not, but I won't **** anyone to do anything just to prove a point! Because once I get used to it... no! That's exactly why I always practiced my powers well," I said and hopefully she wasn't very good at recognizing a liar without her telepathic powers. Because of course, as I knew now in retrospect, I had done so many times before. But I had an unswerving feeling that this was only a test.

"Very well!" she finally smiled. "It's good that you recognized something like this. So, my trust in you is not misguided! Because once you start on this path it will be easier and easier to follow it. And when you do, I will stop you."

The thought that this woman, whose full powers I did not even know, would stop me was frightening. But maybe I could do something about it. "But that won't be necessary, will it? I mean, that you would stop me?"

"Yes, I would!" she said for sure, and I was confused for a moment.

"Even if I asked you to? I mean... from the heart?" So far, that addendum had worked every time. Again, I could see that she was thinking about my words and inside I was grinning confidently.

"Yes, I will! If you become a danger to me, Scott, or any of my friends, trust me... I will stop absolutely everyone." She said that, and my inner grin completely fell apart.

"Uh... yeah... sure... of course!" I nodded in surprise and couldn't believe Jean had just resisted me so easily until her words came back to my mind. I was not a controller, but a manipulator, to put it in simple terms. I could not **** her to do something she did not want to do. And apparently her desire to protect these people was more powerful than my power.

"You seem confused."

"Oh. No. Rather pleased. I actually thought I screwed up for a second." I said, being glad that I couldn't make this woman do something she didn't really want to do, by accident or on purpose, on the one hand, and being a little sad or disappointed, on the other. "Can I ask you another question? Why did you pull a face like that at the car?"

"You noticed that?" She asked, positively surprised. "It's very simple. As I said, I have a superficial perception of the thoughts around me. And half the men had fairly simple thoughts when they first saw me."

"I liked it!" I said, earning a confused look from Jean. "Well I mean I thought it was great to be envied!"

"Dean! That wasn't my intention!" she grinned. "Well wonderful. Maybe I shouldn't have worn this outfit after all. People around here will end up thinking I've broken up with Scott," she thought, wondering if it was right for her to come here with him.

"I know that! I just really liked being looked at by people and realizing what it's like to be envied! I thought that was lovely," he said and watched her.

"The poor boy!" it flashed through her mind. "Were you the outsider at your old school?" she asked pitifully.

"More or less. It was better when my powers awoke, of course, but somehow that just made me more of an outsider. I hardly ever opened my mouth at school for fear of attracting attention. All those reports of sentinels hunting down mutants and so forth. This was the first time anyone else ever looked at me and made me feel good! It felt good. That's too bad. It felt really good!"

"So, you liked showing off another man's wife? Shame on you!" Jean grinned, and I could tell she wasn't serious.

"Of course! I enjoyed it! Too bad it was only a moment of pleasure!"

"A moment of pleasure? It was my pleasure to be of service to you." She smiled. "But don't expect me to kiss you!" she smiled before she heard one of her beautiful laughter.

"I'd love that!" I just said, not thinking at that moment how funny it must sound or how my powers worked. The thought of kissing this dream woman was just... delightful.

"Dean must have had a really hard life, like most of us. I can't understand why he was such an outsider. He's quite a handsome man, isn't he? But unfortunately, destiny is not always kind to people. Dean! You've been holding back so long, you haven't used your power to make yourself popular! It would have been easy for you to become the most popular boy in school! Maybe you deserve a little reward!" she thought as she looked at the young man thoughtfully. Maybe there was a way to help him. Even if this help sounded a bit crazy, but it was nothing serious. Just a little prank.

"Dean. Please don't take this the wrong way, but the guys here are getting on my nerves anyway," she said, and I looked a little puzzled before she bent over to me and her lips touched mine. The kiss lasted only a second and it was anything but an intimate kiss, but my gods! I had never experienced a kiss like that before! She pulled away and grinned at me. "Just for the record! That was just to annoy the boys here!" she said, and I nodded.

The hottest woman I'd ever seen had given me a kiss! And that even though she was married! Even if I somehow took part in the following conversation with her, my thoughts were completely absent. I was in a fog, no that was the wrong word.

In love!

Yes, it was! That woman was simply perfection in flesh and blood. Her voice, her body, her smile and her eyes. It was all just too much for me simple little people!

Even when we left the park and got back in the car I couldn't free myself from her charm. I had somehow taken part in the conversations but now here, in the car, I went through this half second again and again. When those soft, sinful lips had settled on mine.

"Jean?"

"Yes, what is Dean?" she asked as she started the sports car and backed into the road.

"I'd really like to be alone in the car with you for a little while longer!"

"If you like that, we can go for a drive around the lake! It's beautiful. We still have a little time!" she nodded and turned in another direction that didn't lead back to the villa.

"Jean. You said that my power is based on pheromones, right?"

"Right, Dean. Why do you ask?"

"Pheromones are sort of like odor carriers, right?"

"Right again! One more correct answer and you get a burger!" she laughed.

"Would you be so kind as to close the windows? And then... let's you and I take a couple of nice, deep breaths. It'll do us both some good."

Jean nodded and closed her window while she took a deep breath.

"Dean is right! Heaven does that good! Let's just take a nice deep breath in."

"Yes Jean! That's it!" I said and could no longer hide it! "I want you," I thought.