Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 72

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Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 72

It doesn’t take long, before I’m
hunching my hips, and blowing my load down
Tina’s throat, at the same time my alarm goes off.
Tina hungrily swallows all I give her, and then
milks me for the last few drops before pulling
away, and coming up to kiss my nippl£ and lays
her head on my chest.
Tina hears my alarm still going off. Curious, she
asks,
“That sounds like a sad song. What is it?”
“My alarm,” I explain stupidly, my mind still
fogged from sleep and post-orgasmic bliss
( i cant call it stress).
“It’s
from one of my all-time favorite video games.
From a sad scene where a character dies,” I tell
Tina, wondering what she will think of that.
“Hmm, sometimes I forget you’re a geek. You’re
such a wonderful lover. . . Are all geeks as good
as you?” She props her chin on my chest as she
looks up at me.
I laugh lightly, before answering. “I’ve heard it
said that geeks make better lovers, because they
rarely get any, and they study how to please their
partner for like years for when they get the chance.”
“Mmm,” she purrs, giving my chin a quick peck,
and then laying flat on my chest again, “You do
indeed please me. You must have memorized the
book.” Tina pats my now limp d!ckson, and I
laugh again.
“Why do you wake up to that song
though, if the memory is sad?”
“Good question. I’ll have to change it again.” I
don’t want to explain to her why I had changed it
from the Jazzy’s ‘Exterminate’ one I’d had before,
and am glad she doesn’t ask. Flipping off my
alarm with my mind, I untangle myself from her
arms and legs. “I’d better get ready for class. I
have my last two finals today.”
Tina smoothly gets out of my bed, and if she
hadn’t just given me a great Mouthaction, the mere
sight of her body would have had me ready to
go. Recalling all the events from yesterday, I
really hope that she’ll be okay. If last night is any
indicator, Tina truly is a tough woman.
Dan, or Lydia Scott, as I want to think of her
now, is another matter. I quess my mind out for
her switches, and can’t sense them. I feel a little
guilty for what I’d done to him, wondering if I’d
gone too far, but another glance at the gorgeous
Tina, firms my resolve.

I hope Dan gets pregnant,
and it’s a tough pregnancy!
Rose has some tea going when we leave my
room, and the two women chat amiably, while I
eat my cereal. My roomate comes out of the
bathroom, and walks over to me.
“Enjoy the show?” Dennis whispers in my ear, before
saying louder: “Hey, I’ve been meaning to talk to
you.” I look up at him, curious as to what he
wants. “Remember all those people I was telling
you about? The ones with special abilities?” Tina
starts to choke on her coffee, and Rose has to
pat her on the back.
Thankfully, Dennis doesn’t
notice, as I lock up also. “Well, it looks like there
are getting to be more and more of them. And
get this, the girl in India who can fly volunteered
to have her DNA checked. I guess people are
starting to call her a demon, or a mutant or
something. I dunno. Anyway, she is definitely
human. No one can figure out why or how she
can fly. The weirdest thing is that these freaks are
popping up all over the world. What do you think
it means?” I don’t like the term ‘freak,’ flashes of
Dan Peters (now as Lydia Scott ) saying it yesterday, but decide not
to mention that to him.
“I dunno. Maybe it’s some vast alien conspiracy
to take over the world with super-mutants,” I try
to laugh as I say it, though I’m afraid it sounds a
bit forced. Maybe if I make a joke of it, he’ll think
of something else. Thinking of the flying girl, I’m
glad that the human race hasn’t yet fully mapped
out the human genome. I can only imagine what
might happen if the wrong government got their
hands on the ability to activate superhuman
abilities.

My ruse works. “I thought you’d be interested in
something like this, not make a joke out of it.”
“Sorry,” I tell him sincerely, “I am. I actually
looked up some of them the other day. I believe
something IS going on, but how will I know
what it is?” Because I am part of it, I think, but
don’t supply that answer to him. “It does interest
me. I’ve just been so busy with finals, work,” I
glance at Tina, “and other things. Lemme know
what you find?”
Tina offers to drive me to class, and this time I
accept. “Does anybody else know about you?”
Tina asks as she turns the first corner.
“You’re the only human I’ve told,” I say, hoping
she won’t pick up on the distinction.
“Really? Not even Stephanie?” I shake my head.

“Wow. Thank you. So. . .” she trails off, and I
wonder what she’s going to say next. “You’re
going to hang out with Stephanie tonight, right? I
heard you on the phone last night.”