Persuading the Girl Next Door 2

Persuading the Girl Next Door

Chapter Two

The next day at school I started thinking about how I could push Kim into doing what I wanted, sometimes with out even saying it. Could I do that with others? I tried a few simple things, pushing someone to put their pencil down, or close their book. It didn’t work very well but as I kept trying people started doing these things. They didn’t seem to realize what was being done to them, simply thinking they had absent mindedly done something dumb.

I was also thinking about the loss of my afternoon play time with Kim. It never occurred to me that I could have tried with another girl; At that point I was fixated on Kim and did not want anyone else.

By the end of the day I had learned how to get people to do innocuous things, scratching their ear, shuffling their feet, simply by thinking and giving them a “push”. I didn’t try anything that would be obvious as I was worried about being caught. Of course a teacher would never have figured out I was doing anything but at that age I believed teachers had some mysterious method of finding these things out.

After school I played by myself in too much of a bad mood to go looking for friends. My prick was hard thinking about what I would be doing if Kim was home and finally, in desperation, I took it out and began stroking it as she had. It was nothing compared to her hands, much less her lips, but I quickly shot a load into a tissue. After that I was able to concentrate on homework and the rest of the evening.

The next day I continued to practice controlling people. At lunch I sat with one of the guys from my class and pushed him to tell me what he knew about sex. He didn’t know much and I wasn’t sure if I believed it all. He did talk about putting a penis inside a girls pussy and that was how babies were made. I thought about that and the idea of Kim being pregnant and decided not to risk it. I was pretty happy with what we were doing and didn’t feel any need to try that.

Walking home from school was hard because I was hard.