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From: Jack C Lipton <liptonsoup1951@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Jumpstart (F+M ROM reluc MC psi)
Date: Fri, 27 Dec 2002 18:10:22 -0500
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Author: Jack C Lipton
Title: JumpStart
Part: 1/
Universe: psi phi
Summary: Telepaths spend a lot of time as latents, but it's better to be
latent than never.
Keywords: F+M ROM reluc MC psi
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		     JumpStart

		  by Jack C Lipton


	It was a funny situation for me to be in, for
sure, pulled over by a State Trooper on I-684, mid-way
between Rye and I-84, guided into the rest area.

	I didn't know how much that stop was going
to change things-  actually, how much it would change
ME and the way I looked at the world.

	I'd been working down in Rye on a contract and
was renting a room from an aunt up in Fishkill; It sure
beat commuting to and from my home down near Princeton.
Granted, spending four nights a week away from my wife
and family wasn't the easiest thing on me but it seemed
like she could use the break from me.  I've never been
easy to live with.

	So now I was in a parking space with a cruiser
behind me-  as if I was going to try to back out.  No
choice now but to run down my window and turn off the
car.

	Sitting there resignedly, thinking that I'd
not been speeding enough to attract attention, given
the rest of the traffic-  though, in fact, I'd been
speeding along with all of the rest ...  And look who
got caught.

	A gentle contralto voice asked me for my
license and registration.  Before the voice even
registered, I had the necessary paperwork in my hand
and was handing it out the window.

	To a woman trooper.  Taking the paperwork from
my hand left me an opportunity to make a quick scan;
It wasn't like there was much else to pay attention to.

	Well, she wouldn't likely be a good candidate for
anyone's Swimsuit edition but she was well-built anyway,
able to withstand minor famines and enough muscle that
I'd not want her annoyed with me.  (Women don't show
muscles the way a man does;  If you can see muscles on a
woman, she's got way more than you do.)  I was cowed even
without her making any effort at intimidation.

	I guess you'd say I'm easy to intimidate.

	"Do you know how fast you were going, sir?"

	Polite, too, far more polite than needed.  This
didn't yet trigger any anxiety on my part.

	"I think I was running between 70 and 75, keeping
up with the flow.  I don't like the idea of being an
obstacle, ma'am."

	I can't help it;  I must've been programmed to
incriminate myself, but politeness never hurt.  If I was
going to collect some points, it was my fault for
attracting attention, not her fault for catching me.

	"A little far from home, aren't you?"

	I nodded.  "I'm working a contract down in Rye
and staying during the week up in Fishkill.  It sure
beats trying to make the run home every day.  The TZB
is a real pain in the butt."

	I could hear her chuckle before she asked the
next question.

	"Have you had anything to drink tonight?"

	That one came from left field.  Being a
tee-totaler this wasn't something I'd expect to be
asked.

	"No ma'am, I don't drink."

	"Well you were wandering a bit on the road-
and at the speed of the rest of the traffic, I'd
think that'd be a problem."

	I had to grant her that.  "I didn't say I
was a great driver ma'am, and I allowed myself to
get a little distracted on the road."

	Distracted?  That was an understatement.
I was seriously depressed.  While my instincts for
self-preservation were intact, my enthusiasm was
not.

	"If you would please step out of the car?"

	I sighed, undid my seat belt and opened
the door, climbing out in as non-threatening way
as possible.  (Not that my physique could threaten
anybody.) 

	"Yes ma'am."

	I was put through the drill that you see on
the cop shows-  walking lines, hand-nose tests, etc. 
Very fortunately this didn't include the Austrian
drunk test (the only memorably good part of Steve
Martin's "Man with Two Brains") and was sure that I
did fine.  I stay clear of alcohol and drugs, so it
was almost impossible for me to fail.

	Well, I didn't actually fail those tests-  not
realizing that I'd passed a test that the State Police
doesn't normally administer.

	"Lock up your car, hand me your keys."

	My shoulders slumped.  I locked up and handed
her my keys.  She opened the back door of her cruiser.

	"Get in."

	Sighing, I complied.  The door closed on me.
I was getting pretty anxious as she pulled out a
cell-phone and made a call.

	Talking, She smiled into the car at me and
even gave me a thumb's up.  This didn't look like it
was truly official business.  Could she have chosen
someone like me to torture and kill?

	While I was depressed enough that my own death
wasn't something to assiduously avoid, I wouldn't want
to be in pain.  Then the more distressing thought-

	Oh, God.  Was my wife going to be notified that
a surprised looking corpse had been found in a gully
somewhere up here?  Just thinking about what my wife
could end up going through gave me a sudden spike of
fear, tying up my guts.

	She suddenly looked at me with a strange look
of discomfort on her face before she opened her door
and yelled at me- "Calm down, calm down, you're safe,
listen to me, you're safe, no one is going to hurt
you!  You hear me?  Relax, you're safe.  I won't let
anyone hurt you!"

	Like a switch had been thrown I calmed down.
How did she do that?  I felt myself relax- against
all logic- and sat there like a sheep.

	She closed the door again for a short bit as
she completed her call and then climbed into the car.

	"Jack, don't worry, don't be so upset.  I
have no interest in seeing you hurt.  Can you trust me
that much?"

	It's funny, but I could feel something telling
me that I could, actually, trust her.  It was the
oddest feeling.  Hesitantly, I finally nodded.

	"Good.  I have some friends that have to talk
to you;  They won't want you hurt either, so you'll be
quite safe.  You'll be fine.  OK?"

	I nodded again, numbly.  I was feeling very
passive.

	"So, you work with computers?"

	"Yes, I'm a developer, a systems geek, I work
with Unix systems.  I've been putting together a build
system for a production network."

	"So what's the problem?  Why are you so
anxious?  You're not going to the drunk tank, I'm not
arresting you, but I can tell you're upset about
something.  What is it?"

	I'd been depressed - and still was.  How could
she possibly know?  And on top of that, there was this
strange compulsion to answer her.

	"My wife.  She's pretty unhappy me working so
far from home, but she's unhappy when I'm home, too. 
I'd've thought she'd be happy to see me gone for a
while.  Everybody seems so very unhappy around me."

	"Jack, don't worry, things will work out for
you and with your wife soon.  Just sit back, relax and
maybe take a nap.  You're safe."

	I felt safe.  I felt warm.  I felt ...

	...

	... Thump!

	I snapped awake-  the trooper had just closed
her door.  There were two more women out there-  one
taller than the trooper and a tiny little woman, both
looking at me through the front window and grillework.

	How did I fall asleep?  What happened to me?
This was seriously wierd.

	The trooper handed the smaller woman my keys as
the taller one climbed back into the car they'd
apparently arrived in-  after waving at me.  She was
smiling.  And it almost looked like a happy smile-
something I'd not seen much of.

	Huh?

	The door was opened to let me escape the back
seat of the cruiser.

	"Jack, go get in Holly's car there-  She will
give you a ride.  I'll see you later tonight.  You're
safe, they'll take good care of you."

	I did as told.  As soon as my car had re-started
and I was in Holly's car, the trooper headed out.

	No one else around the rest area was paying us
any attention as Holly reminded me to buckle up before
backing out of the space and getting onto the highway.

	This whole thing was mystifying.  I'd been
assured I was safe with this woman, a complete stranger,
and I did feel comfortable with her.  Why?

	"So, Jack, how many children do you have?"

	"Two, a boy and a girl."

	She nodded.  "That's all?"

	I nodded.

	"No more?"

	"No, those two were tough enough on my wife.
Labor for her was no fun at all."

	"Oh.  So you've been fixed?"

	My hair stood on end;  it was like her having
to ask this question really raised HER hackles.

	"No, and my wife has a real aversion to me
because of it."

	I could swear I felt her relax at this news.
Why would that be?  It's not like it was important.
And how could I tell she'd been so tense?  Was I now
imagining things?

	How was I to know what this was about?

	We continued to chat in the car even though
the quality of my conversation was feeble given my
passivity.  We discussed children-  about her three
and my two, and even touched on brothers and sisters,
even my father came up.

	The roads were dark, the turns were obscure, I
was good and lost and my concentration on navigation
nonexistent.

	We arrived at a fairly large isolated house in
this rural area;  Three more cars in the wide driveway
and, with a feeling of trepidation, I was led in to the
house.  Why me?  What was so special about me?

	I trusted the trooper.  I trusted Holly.  There
was no way to explain why;  It just was.  So I followed
her, like a good little sheep.  I had no idea where I
was so I was pretty much stuck- and I didn't have my
wallet, either.  Striking out on my own, even had it
crossed my mind at the time, was a non-starter.

	Despite the portion of me that feared my demise,
I still seemed to remain calm.

	And I was surprised when we entered the house and
went to the large parlor.  The room was full of women,
running from a lady of at least 70 down to a pair of
teen-agers.  All eyes were on me as I was led to a single
chair facing them all and bid to sit.

	"This is the disturbance?  Leena found it?  And
it's a latent MAN?  Isn't he a little old to be like
this?" one woman who I estimated to be my age (mid 40s)
asked Holly.

	"Yes.  And he's fertile, too.  He's got a son
and a daughter."

	Quite a few of these women nodded at this.
Silence seemed to be a good idea.

	The tiny woman who'd gotten into my car walked
in;  "Leena will be here after her shift.  She wants
first dibs."

	I was starting to worry again.  First dibs for
WHAT?  I could almost feel my anxiety spiral out of
control when both Holly and ...  Sue (the name just
popped into my head) reached out to touch my shoulders
and my anxiety crashed, becoming calm and passive
again.

	Sue told me "Nothing for you to worry about
right now.  You'll be fine.  She does like you."

	Calmness and passivity reigned;  It was like
I was blissed out a bit.

	The oldest woman said "Jeeezus Keeerist!  He's
only a latent!?  That made my teeth hurt!  What's he
going to be like tomorrow?"

	Quite a few of the other women were in
agreement with this comment as I saw a lot of them
nod.

	"Jack, I think we should bring you to another
room so you can take a nap.  Come with me and Holly. 
You're safe.  We won't let any one hurt you and we
don't want you to feel hurt.  We're all friends here. 
Come with us..."

	They led me away, along with one of the older
women;  My passivity was such that I let them help me
undress completely and place me in a bed.  The sheets
felt so comfortable...

	... and seductive, as my consciousness faded,
hearing Sue tell me "Happy dreams Jack, you need to
have happy dreams."

	I slowly awoke in the dark with my arms around
someone, in a spoon position, and I heard her gentle
snores, so like my wife's, so I cuddled closer, kissed
her upper back, and faded back out.

	I was awakened in early morning as I was being
pushed onto my back and I could feel my erection
waving around in the cool air- though this sensation
was short-lived as I felt something hot work it's way
down on me.  My eyes snapped open.

	Leena, the trooper from last night, was
sinking onto my erection;  Again, while not really a
swimsuit model, she was exceptionally attractive.  My
guilt reaction kicked in immediately, "Oh, No, No!"

	Leena leaned forward, "Don't worry about Helen,
you'll be fine, you need to be happy.  You'll make her
happy, too.  She'll love you so much more the next time
she sees you.  And we all love you too...  Now, come
with me!" 

	I hadn't been far from ejaculation; One of my
problems with Helen was that it never took long for
me to climax, so I spray-painted Leena's vagina white
as I slammed upward into her.  I felt selfish coming
so soon, but I could feel her respond in kind.

	And passed out.

	Or did I?

	I felt like I was still hard, we rolled over,
me on top this time, and I felt like an animal, trying
to fuck her brains out, and again, it took no time for
me to feel her close and, more confusing, I could feel
everyone else in the house getting close too and then,
with a shout, Leena and I went over again.

	And this time I did collapse on top of Leena- 
because I was staggered.  I learned so much, I
understood so much, I was stunned and soon asleep.

	This was a funny kind of sleep-  I had stayed
erect and was still fully joined with Leena- Colleen-
and I could feel her satisfaction as her arms wrapped
around my limp body.

	I'd been jump-started.  Somehow I had not been
found before, no one really could figure out how, but
I'd been a latent telepath.  A teep.  And there was so
much wasted time.  I was surrounded by teeps-  a total
of 15 (of which three were children) in this house in
the country alone- all of whom were female.

	More knowledge poured into my mind- how a
latent (as I was until just minutes before) is
susceptible to commands from an active teep, how sexual
contact activates a teep, how heterosexual contact is
better at a full awakening of ability than lesbian
contact-  and how rare teeps are in the general
population and how rare male teeps were within that
tiny group.  I had knowledge pouring into me from all
of the women surrounding me, just as my knowledge
poured into them.  Any one of these women could handle
the technical part of my work, just as I could handle
any of the technical jobs they had.  It was such a
wonderful confluence.

	Confusion also ran through me- all of this was
conflicting with my self-image since (I could tell, now)
every woman within this house desired me sexually and
wanted my love-  and loved me already.

	Also in this network of minds and feelings (and
bodies!) was the knowledge that my son would be checked
for latency, as would my brothers and my father, since
male teeps were few and far between.  From feeling like
the bottom of the barrel I'd been elevated.

	Once this network had first formed these women
had formed a family of sorts, working together and
trying to make more telepaths.  There was also the
fear of discovery.  But all that was for later.

	Leena reminded me that I'd retained my
erection-  God alone knows how-  and so I started
gently, lovingly stroking into her, looking into her
bright eyes, loving her, kissing her, *knowing her*
and slowly making love to this woman who'd found me
and brought me into this new world.

	For all this time I'd been a nobody.  This was
like the Snow White story-  but I'd been the sleeping
prince and this princess had awakened me.

	I could again feel all the women in the house
getting gently worked up with us as I looked into
Colleen's eyes, continuing to kiss her, pausing to
hug her, loving her, reading her, knowing her-  and
her knowing me-  and feeling her happiness as she
looked up at me, as if I were a true hero.

	Our simultaneous climax arrived-  and I knew
that every other woman in the house rode it with us,
and the network of love within the house was enough
to knock me out completely.

	I awoke over an hour later-  and knew
immediately that Sue had called in to my work for me
and let them know I wasn't going to make it in.  Leena
was kissing me awake and, once I was alive enough, we
went to take a shower.

	I wasn't allowed to dress, though.  I wasn't
alone with this dress code either.

	There were only three other women in the
house at this point;  I knew the two teen-age and
three younger girls had gone to school, two of the
three college girls were in class, so only Tammy,
Gertrude and Helga were still in there with me and
Colleen.  Tammy was a sophomore in the "local" college
while Gertrude was a lawyer and Helga a home-maker.

	We were greeted warmly in the kitchen and were
being fed-  being in a teep family was helpful since
we knew where everyone else was and what they were
doing.

	It's funny, but I could feel the currents
between the women in the house, reading their exchange
of plans, which helped me form a fresh erection before
I'd finished breakfast-  which Tammy took immediate
advantage of, pushing me back from the table so that
she could straddle me.

	This was pleasant-  we could read each other. 
We (as a group) knew what was coming next, noticing
how the other three found comfortable seats, knowing
now that they would gain benefit from everything Tammy
and I felt.  This anticipation fed back to both of us
and I could sense the difference in clarity between
Colleen and Tammy-  a difference that faded after the
first of our orgasms, which all in the kitchen shared.

	I learned first-hand how it was for Tammy to
be fully jump-started;  Like Colleen, I could almost
see the glow of strength in her.

	Then my stomache dropped out.  Tammy was both
fertile *and* ovulating!

	And I felt the web of love grab me and Tammy
kissed me, knowing that she was HAPPY with this, wanting
to have a child who was also a teep.

	Touching Colleen, I read her schedule, which
included a desire to conceive as well at that point.
She was expecting to ovulate next Tuesday, just less
than a week away.  I knew I couldn't deny her-  or any
of these women in "my" family- what she wanted.  I
could feel the teasing through our network.

	Both Gertrude and Helga were beyond child-
bearing years but I knew that they had each a daughter
and grand-daughter in this family who were minimal
teeps-  and they wanted grand-children and great-grand-
children that would be teeps.  If it was that important,
yes, I would do what they wanted.  I felt love and
affection for all of these women-  and they could feel
this.  It was like basking in a warm glow. 

	I instantly knew the ovulation schedule of all
of the women in this family-  and most would be at the
same time as Leena.  Tammy was usually not here so she
hadn't synchronized with the others and Holly was on
a schedule a day or two behind Tammy's.

	It was so quiet as we exchanged ideas; Colleen
was going to get ready for work, Tammy would give me
some time to recover and then make love again for yet
another crack at conception.  And Bobbi and Amy would
be looking me over very carefully that night with an
eye to ensuring how to keep me as healthy as long as
possible.

	Julie was a Psychiatrist who needed a refresher
for her work-  and wanted to get a better "read" on me
as well, given how depressed I'd been last night.  Her
activation was being scheduled.

	Tammy finally dragged me off for another
shower, where we spent some time lovingly washing each
other.  It was so tender-  but then, I'd learned a lot
about her.  I'd also learned how to make love to a
woman, something my wife hadn't put any effort in having
me know.

	And I was learning a lot more about ME.  They
lived close enough to the highway that they were able
to feel my depression as I drove past every 4 evenings
and 4 mornings, and had worked out a rough schedule
with Colleen so that she'd be in the right place at the
right time.  It felt odd that she'd been hunting me on
the road for almost two weeks now-  and it seemed a lot
of effort.

	And Colleen's mind told me that I was worth it,
and would be even more worth-while as soon as some of
our children would fill the house.

	But what of Helen, my wife?  Despite my love
for these women, Helen still had a central place in my
heart.  I was worried-  I didn't want to risk losing
her.

	Again the net of information was tapped; If
Helen was a normal non-telepath (or "mundane";  It
seems that SciFi is popular) then she'd need some minor
adjustments to accept this situation and loosen her
hold, allowing her to share.  If she was a latent,
well, the first time we went at it would certainly
open her eyes, wouldn't it?  Several of my new family
wanted to be close enough for Helen to feel herself
as part of this network.

	It was only Wednesday;  I wouldn't be going
home until Friday night, unless something changed.  My
aunt needed to be told that I'd had car problems and
that I'd found someplace closer to work.  I'd need to
ride up there in a few days to clear out.  Her family
would probably be happier without me interfering with
their routine (though I expected Eileen to miss my
"babysitting" so she could have a occasional nights
out with her husband).

	I was cuddling Tammy on the couch when I heard
the phone ring and felt Trudy answer it; I got the news
through our network-  Brian, my son, was a latent, as
was my daughter Louise and wife Helen.  So there'd be
some serious planning.  Holly had driven down there
today to scout it out.  Both teen-agers, Kathy and
Betsy, would be looking forward to meeting Brian.

	Tammy and I went at it twice more that day
before the house filled back up.  Bobbi and Amy went
over me with a fine-tooth comb, drawing blood, urine
and getting a semen sample- by hand, and not my own-
and then Bobbi was riding me for a more personal
sample-  and she was certainly not dispassionate
about it.  There is something to feeling desirable
that was doing wonders for me.  After all those years
of "not being anything special" I finally was.

	Helga reminded me to call Helen-  certain
that she'd need the reassurance.  This call went
well enough and Helen hadn't even tried to call me,
so there was no panic.  I couldn't help but look at
Helga with a sad face since she'd been smarter than
the rest of us.

	Tammy took me to bed that night;  We had one
more jump together (which all of the others rode with
us) before we spooned and fell asleep.  It's almost
funny how good she felt with my arms around her- and
felt good to me, too.

	Awakening in the morning with Julie doing her
best to draw a semen sample wasn't much of a surprise;
We came together and I could feel her sudden surge of
strength through our network.

	Each time I helped someone gain strength like
that made me feel very good.

	Helped by Julie and Tammy, we went down for
breakfast, the whole housefull there in the big dining
room, naked, my wet dick swinging.  I gave all of "my"
women (and girls) a kiss (and was able to feel how my
kiss echoed within each) before sitting down for
breakfast-  and found tiny Holly sitting on my lap
during breakfast.  It didn't take long for me to get
hard under her and less time for her to start working
onto me (I "knew" she was physically a virgin) and I
kept her from working too quickly;  We were putting
on quite a show for these women- and the three young
girls- but they could read our inner state- along with
our various sensations- at this close range, so all
were participating in this.  Pain shared this way
seemed to be pain lessened as my organ popped though
her barrier and this tiny woman was fully impaled on
me.

	I held her close, kissed her neck, shoulder,
ears, forehead, mouth-  doing my best to express my
love for her, as she was an active participant in
this, expressing her love for me.  She worked her
way up and down on me as the others quickly cleared
the table (Holly held my attention so closely I
wasn't aware of why), then encouraged to lay her
down on the table and, everybody touching everybody
else, encouraged to fuck like bunnies.

	We did.  Holly was an active lover, doing
her best to feel me come-  and, on my coming, so did
she.  I pulled her to a sitting position, still
impaled, and held her close, stroking her back,
knowing how it felt for her, knowing how much she
liked the attention.

	Knowledge that came through this network of
minds was a pleasant thing.  When you can feel
someone else's comfort and pleasure, love is
tangible as it washed away pain.

	We were finally hustled off to take a shower
so we could get off to work (I carried Holly;  She
was so small this was no burden- and she didn't want
me to pull my dick out of her ovulating pussy even
one second before she absolutely had to).

	Holly stayed with me as I dressed for work,
helping me dress and sharing touches with me.

	Loving touches.  This was something I'd been
missing for a long time;  It'd mostly been me who'd
initiate touches between myself and Helen.  The
sudden realization of this hurt me, but I suddenly
felt comfort and calm flow into me through my
"family".  One I wanted to merge with my wife and
children.

	Finally, with a full set of directions now
in my head (knowing the roads as intimately as any
in this extended family) I proceeded to work.

	This was a far shorter commute, even though
I avoided the interstate as much as possible.

	The new abilities conferred upon me as a
fully activated teep would've allowed me to sense
the presence of other teeps or even latents within
the campus where I worked, but, alas, the
neighborhood was quite dead.  There were two or
three touches during the day as latents drove past,
but none who were even minimally activated.

	All of my co-workers had interesting
personalities-  I could read their emotional state
easily even though anything deeper would take more
effort, so it was interesting to feel from these
people the regard they had for me.  Some were
pleased with me, others were envious of my
knowledge and a few resented me my work background
or assumed pay-rate.

	It didn't help to learn my pay rate was not
all that high and that management realized that
they were getting a pretty good deal.

	There are limits between telepaths and
normals;  We're not able to plumb secrets memories
without a lot of effort (and physical contact) and
it'd take at least two working in concert to insert
anything.  What came naturally was an ability to
read basic emotional state and "subvocalizations".
In order to try to read any of the active thought
processes took a bit more work.  As I said, memory
is hard unless something causes it to be thought
about.

	So I did my work, lunched with my co-
workers, discussed technical subjects and the like,
recognized when one or another was feeling elated
or depressed.

	All in all it struck me-  my level of
sensitivity to other's moods was helping me work. 
And I was providing more glue for the team.

	Caring about others and being able to feel
as they did-  along with the ability to learn, with
just a touch (reading a mundane at an intellectual
rather than an empathic level requires physical
contact) what was frustrating them allowed me to
point to areas where I knew something or someone to
help them.

	Pain, unfortunately, was most common-  both
physical and emotional.

	Being a teep is both a blessing and a curse.

	How would my son deal with this?  My daughter?

	Around 4PM I could feel members of my new
family getting closer to me and realized that there
were quite a few coming to meet me after work.

	Given how much detail came through my links,
it seemed odd that Colleen had needed a cell-phone
to call the family for back-up until the answer came
to me:  now that enough women were fully activated,
more detail could be handled at greater distance.

	I didn't realize until later that I was in
demand-  despite my age, despite my looks.

	I was met in the parking lot by five of "my
women"-  Holly, Tammy, Julie, Kim and Kathy- who
arrived in a conversion van.  Holly popped out, held
out her hand for my keys (which I handed over) and
she hopped in my car.  Tammy motioned me to the back
of the van and I was carefully placed in a
comfortable seat and belted in.

	They were treating me like gold.  And they
were bringing me to Helen immediately- because they
were worried about competition for my services and I
could feel (and agree with) their hopes that there
were more male teeps in my family.

	Holly had already checked on her run back from
my home in central jersey that my father was also a
latent teep-  at 64 years of age.  My mother wasn't,
though.  Gertrude was considering jump-starting him
along with Helga but needed to consider his situation
first.

	Awash in our network as we headed for the
Tappan Zee Bridge and I could feel the navigation
information being accessed from my mind by both Tammy
(driving the Van) and Holly.  Julie was busy probing
me and it was like a merging-  I was learning more
about psychiatry than I really wanted to know, but
learning some of her concerns helped me focus on my
own issues;  She mentally held a mirror so I could
analyze myself, more or less from the "outside"-  and
learned so much.  The pain of some discoveries were
easier to bear given the extra shoulders in the network.

	A core of dread remained over how Helen would
react.  Especially learning that I'd been unfaithful to
her-  and realized why so many were with me for this.

	Kim and Kathy were busy also in the van,
holding hands with me.  Kim was expecting to be fully
awakened by me later tonight (her precision of thought
was understandable given her major-  engineering)
while Kathy was a young teen-ager (only 15) hoping to
jump-start my son (who was 14).  My daughter wasn't in
anyone's plans yet- There were many more latent women
in the world who hadn't been awakened yet so there
wasn't much need to get her started at 12.

	We ran across the New York State Thruway until
we reached I-287, where both of our vehicles turned
south and cruised into northern New Jersey.

	Even radios wouldn't have afforded this level
of coordination between our vehicles; There were times
when Tammy and Holly drove as one, perfectly
choreographed, working through the slower traffic,
allowing faster cars to pass us.  

	Other sensations during the trip were
stranger- we could feel the latent teeps isolated in
various towns we ran through-  two in Boonton and
one in Morristown was an eye-opener yet there were no
active families, and, even though the number of
latent teeps were pretty sparse, we could feel their
presence.  Julie nodded to me, yes, while not totally
commonplace, to a fully awakened teep, we could sense
more of the surrounding latents than Kim or Kathy
(though they could tell as well as we shared our
senses with them).

	We ran all the way down to US rt 1 (right
where I-287 ends and becomes NJ rt 440) and headed
on down towards Princeton.  (I'm not telling you
which neighborhood near there where I lived, OK?)
and we both went up the long driveway, senses acute,
"listening" for the emotional states of the occupants
in the house.

	That was odd-  I could tell that Helen was
seriously upset over something and that ...

	Oh.

	Brian and Louise were masturbating in front
of each other, my wife had just caught them at this
and was upset that she lacked the nerve to stop them.

	Kathy and I knew what she'd be doing right
away, while we all quietly left the van and car out
of sight of the house as we proceeded in the dark.
Brian was in for a surprise.  So was Louise.

	We all "knew" the internal layout of my house 
intimately, so it was no problem in the dark for us
to quietly go where we were needed.

	We agreed that it was critical to get Helen
fully activated ASAP- once awakened she'd know enough
of her children's feelings to work through it.  Julie
knew she needed the help already.

	Entering my bedroom, "Hi Hon, how are you
doing?"

	Boy, did her eyes bug out.  Suddenly sitting
up like a deer caught by the headlights, even before
seeing Julie, Tammy, Holly and Kim walk into the room
behind me.

	Now I knew what these women had gone through
just two nights before-  the sudden spiraling dread,
almost ripping my heart directly from my chest.  It
was awful.  The feedback I got from the others that,
yes, that's how it felt with me that night, just
rubbed in another sensation of guilt.

	"No, Hon, relax, all is well,  I love you.
You know that.  Feel that."

	This time I had the authority.  The power
felt good but I couldn't avoid the responsibility.
She was hurting- and that hurt all of us.  We could
feel her come down and relax before I made the next
demand.

	"Now undress, you'll be fine, you're safe,
I know you just got over your period, so you don't
have to worry about pregnancy yet, you should be
sexually excited right now."

	Her confusion was evident-  she was compelled
to listen to me, despite the tang of fear still deep
within her, just as my own fears had required full
activation to extinguish.  Her sexual excitement just
went through the roof as the commands hit her;  She
was almost climaxing as she undressed.

	Soon she was laid out on the bed;  I'd been
undressing (with help) and soon was pleasuring her
orally (teasing like this works so much better when
your silent partner is readable;  I was finally
learning what kind of attention she liked).  She was
also confused by the presence of the four now-nude
women sitting on the bed-  by her hands and feet.

	She came once orally (I was finally able to
find a way to get her to climax while she lay on her
back) and I climbed on top of her and slid home.

	I'd never fallen out of love with my wife;
We'd simply gotten colder to each other.  This time,
though, I held her attention as it'd never been held
before.  Our first come together like this would be
simultaneous and she'd be awakened, fully jump-
started.

	We all knew as the time approached and she
came like a freight train-  another new experience
for me.  We came together and I felt the moment of
sudden enlightenment take her and the web of minds
was home to another bright light.

	And three more flashed into being at the
same time;  Brian had just filled Kathy and was now
being fullfilled, as Louise went over the edge
riding Kathy's tongue.

	Helen hadn't come down far when we were now
in the mode where she was feeling everything and
making connections-  and I started stroking her
again, knowing she would know me, knowing I knew
her-  and we made love, properly, body to body,
mind to mind, heart to heart.

	It was as love should be-  as I'd first
learned with Leena.  Gazing into each other's eyes,
knowing that all eight people in this household
were riding each other's feelings.  We could feel
Brian's love for Kathy as he stroked into her in
his room, we could feel Louise's facination watching
them together and yearning for her turn.

	Our next climax put a lot of lights out-
and this time I was down for the count.


	Kim woke me up one of the nicest ways to
wake up-  I was already in her to the root and
she was certainly enjoying the motion.  She (and
now I) knew it was almost 10PM, almost time for
us to head out if I was going to get to work the
next day (I was expected to sleep in the van on
the ride back) but she'd wanted her own full
activation.

	We did this slowly, lovingly, gently and,
when we reached the peak, her mind's glow flared
to the full brightness I was getting to know.

	We clung together and were cuddling as
Helen came back with Julie and Tammy.

	It was exhilarating to feel her love for
me as I'd never been able to feel it before and
she loved her "sisters".  It looked like Julie
had been working with her on her various issues,
as she had with me.  We could tell we'd need more
time with Julie, but a lot of our poisons had been
neutralized.

	Brian and Kathy were happy-  and wanted
to stay together.  The knowledge that Brian and
Louise had come together as well to bring her
into full activation trickled in as well-  and
we realized that Kathy could move in here;  There
would be no problem getting her transferred to
the local school.  Betsy was also likely to get
transferred down too-  Brian was already up to
speed knowing what the game was.  He would have
to grow into being a man with a family to care
for.  We'd need to work this out in the next week
or so.

	Helen and I had a nice hug-n-kiss session
after Kim and I showered and dressed for the trip
back up.  We were leaving my car here since I was
not likely to need it;  I'd be riding with one of
my women from then on.

	Kathy would ride back up and Helen would
bring both kids up to the house near my work on
Friday evening instead of me coming back down;
This was easily arranged and didn't directly need
my attention.  I did some "talking" with Brian
about this;  He was ecstatic and in love with
Kathy.

	Louise lucked out-  I might've been
knocked on my ass with Helen but the others paid
attention and worked out her fertility cycle;
Brian's attention wasn't likely to impregnate her.
Giving her a hug before leaving I was almost
bowled over when she let me know that she did want
to try me out.  I might not have collapsed but
Helen and the others saw me suddenly blanch.  Able
to "see myself" it was easier for me to laugh at
my own expression.  Julie was best able to reassure
Louise that I wasn't mad at her.

	The ride back up wasn't as long for me as
the ride down had been but I cheated, sleeping
through most of the trip.  The bench seat had been
folded down into a bed and I was soon spooning with
Tammy and Julie as I fell asleep.

	For me the jump from a nobody to one
beloved by so many was a miracle;  To have an
opportunity to return that same love was a gift.

	Friday dawned bright and clear-  who said
it was impossible to have a sunny friday?

	This time I was cuddled between Bobbi and
Amy;  I could sense their sleeping state and sent
my good mornings to all in the house, which ended
up waking Amy.  It was easy for me to recognize
how ready she was even before she straddled me and
sank down onto my turgid member.

	Having a morning woody ridden when you've
a fairly full bladder is not as conducive to
comfort-  she could feel my distress as her own
and, giving up just then, we ran for the bathroom
together and she was kind enough to let me try to
piss first.  That did help matters but we jumped
into the shower instead of going back to the bed
and gently washed each other.  This was fun and the
hints all those already awake were slipping me were
helpful.  I was also fairly inflamed because she was
also receiving helpful hints, too.

	Romance had long been such a null-value
word for me;  It always seemed to reek of falsehoods
("flattery" being a key point) but knowing how each
woman felt about me-  and them truly knowing where I
stood-  make romance far more meaningful.  There was
far more to read when looking deep into a woman's
eyes for me and it was wondrous with telepathy to
recognize what is seen as real.  Just as being a teep
revealed much of our souls to each other, it makes so
many intangibles more important.  We might KNOW where
are hearts are but our very animal natures hide how
they feel, just at the moment of climax.

	It is difficult to love and be loved when
your partner can't feel it or see it.  I'd been
so blind to Helen's wants and needs for so long
since I hadn't been able to hear the singing in her
heart; now my soul had been re-awakened to her heart.
Helen loved her "sisters" for this;  She finally
KNEW that I loved her and that I wasn't with her
only for sex.

	Amy and I dried ourselves and climbed back
into bed with Bobbi, trying not to directly awaken
her (though she'd be awake soon enough) as I started
on Amy's womanhood orally.

	This was my best opportunity to finally
concentrate on giving a woman oral attentions so
it was a pleasure to spend a longer than usual
time working on her vulva-  the advantage of not
having to guess at what felt good or even very
good was most helpful- and pleasurable for me.
We all got some benefit from her man climaxes.

	My ears were finally being pulled by Amy
and we slid together again in that most intimate
embrace, this time far more comfortably than our
first try.  We were active in this mating dance
as Bobbi awakened to the feel of the bed motion
and the heat in our network of minds, and helped
by stroking both of us and kissing us as we worked
together to achieve our- and everyone else's-
release.  (We were even able to feel an echo of
it with Helen.)

	It's easy to get spoiled by this, the
feeling of an orgasm echoing through all of these
interconnected minds.

	It was far more spoiling to cuddle with this
newly awakened telepath in a widely shared afterglow.

	Today was a workday, tonight my wife and
children would be here- and we knew how to share our
happiness.

	Finally.


			Fini



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