Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 101

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Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 101

I think i need to cheer this depressed woman up the old fashioned way.
“Alice, No!” I exclaim indignantly. “Haven’t you noticed how the waiter stares at you? He can’t stop staring.

Look, he’s even staring now,” I wave to where our waiter stands, looking at our table, before turning back to her. I can’t claim she is young, not with the crow’s feet at the corners of
her eyes, but I can’t stand to hear her get down on herself for what her crazy husband did. Especially, when her
self-image is so far off from reality.

I know I promised not to use my abilities on her to Tina, but I figure this will be forgivable. I make two quick switches, one for the elasticity of her skin, and one for her aging. I turn up the former, and
slow down the later. I can’t touch her ‘happy’
switch, and the two new switches won’t take effect immediately, but it should help in the long run.
“Dad is an idiot for what he did to you,” I go on.
” Alice, you look absolutely stunning tonight.

Any man
would be lucky to sit in my seat right now,
across from you. But it just so happens to be that I’m the lucky one and I WILL NOT complain.” I try to sound forceful, willing her to understand
what I’m telling her.

Alice smiles tremulously at me, her ‘happy’ switch
shuddering, before dropping her gaze down to her plate. “Let’s eat,” she says, and I figure she
just wants to change the subject.

The food tastes as good as it smells, and
thankfully it’s a little more filling than it looks.

Alice fills up her glass of champagne one more time, but otherwise refrains from drinking more.

Since I’m driving, I only drink the one glass.
“Did you really mean what you said,” Alice asks as she finishes up her plate, “about you being the lucky one?”

I look at her, across from me, at the way the dress hugs her curves, and her beautiful cleavage, the shape of her lovely face that I have
known my entire life, and answer honestly and with all sincerity.
“Do you want to know what my first thought
was when I saw you come to the door, Alice? I thought you look like a Make love goddess. You’re
smarter than any SmartestQUEEN, beautiful, and Sekxy. I absolutely meant
what I said about me being lucky enough to be here with you tonight.”

As I speak, I watch her face for signs of anger, but only notice her cheeks reddening slightly.

The waiter returns, asking if we want anything for desert.
“No,” Alice replies him, keeping eye contact with me
and her tone level, “I think we’re fine, if we can have the bill please?” The waiter nods and walks
away. “Son, hand me the keys, please. I will go wait in the car.”

I’ve over done it, I fear. I nod as I reach into my pocket to draw out my keys, and hand them to
her. She stands, walks over to me, and leans
over to give the top of my head a kiss. I’ve a
great view of her cleavage, but right then, I can’t think of anything but that I’ve somehow hurt her.

Alice’s next words only serve to confuse me.
“Thank you, son, for a wonderful date.”

I pay as soon as the waiter brings the bill, and he gives me a dirty look when he sees that mom is
gone. The meal wasn’t cheap, but then again, I’d known it wouldn’t be. The tip is probably worse than he deserved, but he HAD annoyed me. I grab the bottle of champagne as I leave.

When I walk out, I’m surprised to see mom in the driver’s seat, and waiting for me with the engine running. I get into the passenger seat, and
Alice puts the car in drive. I don’t know what to say to her, and she doesn’t try talking to me either. It takes me a bit to notice that she isn’t
driving home. When she finally does stop, my heart is racing, and even my hands feel sweaty.

We are in a hotel parking lot. The same hotel I’d found dad cheating on mom in, and later that afternoon fooled around with Loveth.

The silence drags on for a while, but I don’t know what to say, or even think. Mom is the one to break it.

Alice is alternating looking from the steering wheel, to the motel office, as her voice comes out,
cracked and hesitant.
“This was a mistake. . . We should go.”

I don’t know what makes me do it, but I reach over, and before she can put my car in reverse, I pull out the keys.
“I’m going to go pay for a room,” I tell her,
wondering what she might say or do. “I’ll leave you the keys to my car, and you can either come in, or go home. I won’t think any less of you, no
matter what you decide. Alice”
Without looking back, I walk to the office, and make a payment for a room for the night.