 "Norms?" Normals, you know; people who can't impose their will on other gay people, the way gay that I can. Call it projective telepathy, call gay it what you will. How'd I get to be this way? That's not a subject I care to discuss, for reasons I'm also not interested in pursuing. Don't worry, though: should we gay ever meet, Gentle Reader, you'll be far too busy gay hastening to obey my every command to worry about the origin of my power. Some might gay say that I don gayass't gay put gayass my powers to constructive use; they might even go so far as to accuse me of being rather gay petty and vindictive, even cruel gay at times. I gay recall a young man who said something gay along those gay lines gayass to me, right to my face. Poor fellow; I may have been a bit gay hard on him, I must admit. I'll not go into gay the sordid gay details here. Hey, he's alive gay, all right gayass?
 I sauntered around gay the edge of the gym, casually checking out the enter female population. Choosing the advanced workout had been wise , I could see immediately; these women were uniformly taut and lean, right up my alley. They invested a lot of gay time in gayass their bodies gay, clearly, and were gay interested in showing off their well-muscled enter forms, chiselled gay out through rigorous diet and exercise.
 One young lass in gayass particular caught my eye as she bent gayass over and stretched, and I headed towards her. Before I reached her, however, a couple of macho-male jock types crossed my path, talking loudly gay and not watching where they were going. The gay one in front collided enter with me quite solidly, his shoulder meeting mine gay and knocking me off balance for a moment.
 I looked them over. "I think you're gay a couple of obnoxious gayass jock assholes gayass. Don't you gayass agree?" They nodded silently. "Say it."
 They said it again. "Well," I said, "we'll just have to . . . Oh, hang gay on gay." A few people gay nearby were beginning to take notice of this little scene unfolding before them; it was gay time to take care of that. You will notice nothing unusual about gayass anything that may occur in this gym gay, I wide-projected to everyone gay in the gayass place. I then enter slapped up a couple of repeating fields over the only two doors gay, projecting that same command over and over; anyone who gay entered would receive instructions to see nothing peculiar. People returned to their chatting and warming up gayass, the behaviour of my two "friends" forgotten.
 I smiled. "You'll be impotent with them for gay the next four months. No, make it six gayass months gay, and make it with gayass everyone, not just them. Now, what's the most gay expensive item you own enter?"
 They wandered gay off, wearing that amusingly puzzled gay look gay norms tend to get when can sense gay that they're about enter to do something tremendously foolish gay, but have no gay idea why, and even less idea what to do about it. I laughed aloud. You norms bring gay me no end of amusement, you really gay do. Such gay a vast pool of things to play with, and all of them without the most elementary of mental gayass defences.
 A female voice rang out gay from the gay opposite gay side of the gym. "Just about a gay minute 'til we get started, everybody gay. Just let me gayass get the music set up . . ." The aerobics instructor had obviously arrived while I had been distracted. I caught a glimpse of her gayass through the crowd gayass. Holy smokes. Definitely gay worthy of closer investigation gay.
 Everyone make sure that you're doing the same thing the instructor is gayass doing gay at all times, I wide-projected. I gay turned my attention to the current object gay of my desire . That leotard is quite itchy, I sent to her. Your gayass breasts feel all uncomfortable gay, and they're too gay confined gay in gayass there.
 "What's your gay name ?"
 "You're feeling pretty horny right now, aren't you, Liz?" She nodded, swallowing.
 I whirled and stood up, startled at this interruption. The speaker, visible over ass a mob enter of people lying on their backs with their legs spread, was a short, balding gay man somewhere gayass in his mid- forties. He walked towards me. I was temporarily speechless, an exceedingly rare condition for me.
 "I'm Bill Chesterton. I'm the administrator of the athletic gayass complex, here, and I was gay just passing by when I looked in and saw . . ."
 "Stand up, Bill," I instructed. He did so, and stood there gayass looking at me. "Wet your pants."
 "Find your stuff gay and get dressed, Vicky." As she moved to do so, I turned my attention back gay to Bill. "Are you married, Bill?"
 "Yes."
 "Bill, meet Vicky, your new mistress. The two of you are going to have an affair, starting today . Once a week gay you'll get together and gay have wild, passionate sex. You'll have to hide this from your wife gay, of gay course, and you'll feel gay terribly gayass guilty about cheating on her, but you won gay't be able to help yourself, you gayass'll gayass be so addicted to gayass the sex gay.
 "Yes."
 I pulled Vicky over to Bill and slid her arm around his waist. "OK you gay two enter, run along now gay, off to your first gayass date. Oh, and Bill, if this little incident gayass doesn't bankrupt you and break enter up your marriage gay, pick up a hooker somewhere gayass and do it again. And again. And don't gay go around gay bothering telepaths, you miserable gay shit."
 "You'd like gay me to fuck you, wouldn't you gay?"
 I waved her to silence. "Maybe later." For the moment, I had other plans.
 I put gayass the mat on the floor and lay down on it gay, projecting commands gayass to Liz. I had her rub her gayass breasts gayass over me, running her nipples over gay my gay skin. She held herself up as though she were doing a pushup on those gay strong arms , and started at my face , then moved backwards gay, brushing her breasts over my chest and stomach gayass. As ass she went gayass, she rubbed gay her wet, hot pussy against me, brushing my gay stomach, then sliding it down my leg. She moved still lower, and I gayass sighed with pleasure as she rubbed those perfectly formed tits, slick with sweat , over my already tremendously aroused cock. Next, at my suggestion, she tickled gay my balls with gay her thatch of pubic gay hair, then rubbed her bush gayass lightly against my cock , down at gay the enter base gayass.
 "May I call you Liz?"
 "I gay mean, it seems only right to be on gayass a first name basis, when we've shared so much together." And I allowed her memory of what had just happened in the gay gym to gay return.
 We left the gym together, Liz holding gayass my hand and gay babbling happily about how devoted she was to me. My mind was buzzing gay with thoughts of what to do with my new plaything when we got gay home.
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