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Chapter 7 by dcb42 dcb42

Where to go from here?

Let's get to know Kelly.

Kelly and I chatted amiably for a few minutes, but she was getting more and more uncomfortable... and to be fair, I kind of was as well. All around us couples - and some trios and at least one quadruple - were hooking up, kissing and moaning and otherwise getting pretty close to causing a scene; I thought about trying to 'push' the thought that she was okay with it into her head, but I dismissed the idea almost as fast as I had it. I knew damned well she wasn't ready for that sort of thing yet.

"Hey, Kelly," I asked her suddenly, "you want to go get a cup of coffee?"

Her answering smile was brilliant - and a little bit relieved. "I'd like that, yeah," she told me, and we rose to go. Walking out of the Lounge just as a few Campus Security guards came to break up the incipient adult film I'd set in motion, I couldn't help but find our timing precipitous...

The Student Union had several small cafes in it, and the one I chose seemed pretty safe; it was quiet, not too crowded, and well-lit enough not to make Kelly too nervous. We got some drinks and picked a booth, and got to talking; every so often I 'pushed' thoughts of relaxation and trust into her mind, to keep her from getting too nervous.

At one point a coed walked past the cafe's entrance, wearing a pink halter top and shorts that barely deserved the name; they hardly covered anything at all. I tried not to ogle her too openly, but it turned out I needn't have worried; Kelly watched the girl walk past and sighed heavily. "I wish I could get away with wearing clothes like that," she murmured, almost too softly to hear.

"I bet you could," I told her with a crooked smile. "Pretty girl like you? You'd turn heads." As I spoke I sent another thought Kelly's way - }He thinks I'm pretty! That's awesome!{ - and felt it slide into her mind unopposed; she blushed a bit, but her eyes sparkled.

"Well, thank you," she told me, trying to stifle a giggle, "but I'm not..." Her face got serious again as she seemed to collect herself, steeling herself for something, and finally she told me, "I'm not comfortable wearing clothes that are that... revealing. It's... kind of a long story. And an unhappy one."

It struck me, suddenly... maybe this gift of mine was good for more than just taking advantage of people. Maybe I could help people too. Power corrupts, everyone knows that... but maybe it didn't have to corrupt absolutely.

}Maybe I'd be okay wearing revealing clothes to someone I trusted,{ I sent to her. There was a bit of resistance, but it slid home.

}Maybe if I wore revealing clothes for someone I trust... maybe that would mean I wouldn't have to feel so ashamed.{ That one, too, slid home after some initial weak resistance.

}I trust him,{ I sent... and that one slid home without any resistance at all.

Kelly bit her lip, arguing with herself, mulling the question over in her head... and then she reached across the table to very lightly touch the back of my hand. "I wouldn't wear them in public, at least," she said in a quiet, shy voice. "But... well, I mean..."

"It's okay," I told her softly, smiling reassuringly. I knew how difficult that touch was for her, after all. "You don't have to explain anything to me if you don't want to."

I had planned to send 'but I really want to!' to her... and it turned out I didn't even get the chance. "No, it's not that. I just... if you really think I'm..." She drew a deep breath, and finally the question came out in a breathless rush. "I wouldn't wear clothes like that in public, but in private... I mean it's not like I don't OWN any, so... would... would you like to see... what I'd look like?"

"I'd love that," I told her, after a moment's surprise.

And that's how, a few minutes later, I found myself in Kelly's dorm room, waiting on her bed while she changed in the bathroom before finally emerging wearing a short, pleated skirt and a blouse about two sizes too small... and man, the sight alone was worth the wait.

This girl was a fucking KNOCKOUT. Her breasts strained against the too-tight white blouse, and she wasn't wearing a bra; I could see the faint outlines of her nipples poking out against the blouse too. Her tits were firm and pert and I'd've bet anything they didn't sag at all, and the rest of her body... damn. I knew girls that would kill for that hourglass figure, those long, supple legs... her hair was slightly disheveled, a few strands falling over her shoulders, and she looked... let me put it this way. I was suddenly a lot less comfortable as my cock tried desperately to break through my pants. I was so stunned I didn't even have the presence of mind to try to hide my growing erection.

"Wow," I managed after a moment, and then I sent a thought her way. }I love the way he's looking at me.{ No resistance; her smile widened, and she even turned in a slow circle for me, showing off her pert little ass.

}I like showing my body to him.{ Again, no resistance. She might be shy with most people, but at least with me, it seemed, she was getting over her inhibitions.

}I'm still incredibly fucking horny.{ No resistance there! The poor girl hadn't had any release since I started ramping up her arousal in the lounge; by this point she must be sopping wet, I figured.

}I want to fuck him.{ BAM. Solid wall of resistance, and I almost swooned with the sudden headache. I blinked away the stars, but luckily Kelly didn't notice; she was still showing off for me.

}I want to kiss him.{ That's better - that thought came home with only a tiny bit of resistance, and Kelly walked slowly towards the bed... leaned down towards me... I could feel her long hair brushing over my thighs... and she pressed her lips to mine.

It wasn't a hard, passionate kiss. It was gentler... more tender. She seemed almost grateful that I hadn't reacted poorly, that I'd let her show herself off for me. She'd wanted to do this, I realized, for a long time... but she hadn't been able to overcome her fear until I came along. It felt good to be able to help her like that.

Then she reached over my shoulder, still kissing me, and turned off the light...

What happens next?

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