Alan raised the psychologist's face with his fingers, feeling that she was slightly resisting him, but still lifted her head. She looked away either from shame, or in order that he would not read in her eyes how she really liked what happened. And maybe from the fact that it is not necessary for the slave to look arrogantly into the eyes of her master.

- Now you understand?
“Yes,” she whispered. Understand.
“You won't tell anyone about this.”
- I will not tell anyone. Believe it. Chad invented everything and I am sorry that I believed in it - tears flashed in her eyes as she said this. I'm sorry.
- Are you sorry? For what?

She looked down unable to look into his eyes in shame.

“I didn’t believe that this could be true,” she sobbed.
“But now you see,” he whispered in her ear, stooping. Now you understand. Now you know what Kate feels!

He stroked her disheveled brown hair, and the woman suddenly suffocated with delight and happiness that overwhelmed her. Tears spilled from her eyes.

****

“You taught her a wonderful lesson, teacher.” - Kate giggled when they came out of the office of Miss Hall.
- You doubted me a whore?
“Never,” the girl looked at Alan, and in her eyes burned real fire of fanatical devotion and faith.

Together they left the psychology office and went their separate ways on the stairs, Alan hurried to an English class, and Kate needed a biology class.

“I will call you tonight,” he said goodbye.
- promise? - she pouted her lips like a child, whom they promise to give sweet candy not now, but later.
- Everything I say. I do. Not really you still not convinced of this?
“I was lucky,” she answered mysteriously, visibly shuddering with her whole body.

****

Alan realized that his attempts at external control of the behavior of people were not too dull. He put the block on Chad, then, but that didn’t stop the guy from talking to the psychologist. Instead of going to the lesson the boy decided to address the problem immediately. After a big change, they had a lab in physics planned, in which no one would stop him from resolving the issue with Chad.

However, when the big change came to an end, he did not see Chad among the guys who were going to the physics office. He did not know that the boy had been lying on the couch in the medical office for several hours.

Alan almost without straining entered the information field of the school. He himself came up with this definition last week. Developing his abilities, the boy faced an interesting phenomenon. First, now he didn’t need any efforts to get any knowledge. He instantly read and memorized any books, textbooks, poetry collections, anything. He didn't even need to open the book. Just put his hand on her and in a second he knew what she could reproduce from memory any passage up to the comma. That damned made his life easier. Now there was no need to learn the lessons, knowledge was always at hand, all that was needed was to want to get them and the necessary paragraphs immediately appeared before my eyes.

Secondly, he learned to read information from a certain field. The guy could not exactly explain how it worked. He seemed to send a request to the computer with the help of thoughts and received an answer to him as if from nowhere. People who gathered in one place by a large enough group immediately created a certain information flow. They constantly radiated something similar to waves or impulses that carry information. These impulses united in a kind of cloud from which it was possible to draw any information.

- Hi, I would like to see Chad. He said to the nurse.

The woman silently poked her back. Chad lay in a small room on an uncomfortable couch.Looks like the guy just recently fell asleep, his cheeks glittering wet with tears. Alan did not wake the poor fellow, he gently entered his consciousness and made the necessary changes. Then he quickly returned to the lesson so that no one paid attention to his 5 minute absence.

Now Chad will not be able to discuss the relationship with Alan and Kate with anyone. As soon as he wants to share this mystery with someone, he will urinate in his pants. Alan smiled to himself this innocent joke which he allowed himself out of sheer mischief.

****

The next morning, when he arrived at the school, he was surprised to receive a note from the principal's office. It seems Miss Hall did not want to calm down. She unequivocally ordered him to appear in her office during the first lesson. Before going to the school psychologist, he sought out Pauline. For them, it has already become a ritual to meet before the first lesson for a kiss.

“Why did you want to see me Miss Hall?”
“I don't know, Alan.” So weird. I thought all evening and ... - the woman was in obvious confusion. I do not even know whether to tell you about this?
“Go ahead,” he grinned.

Suddenly, tears came to the woman’s eyes.

“I am so ashamed,” she sobbed. Yesterday, when I came home ... no, this is too much. I am ashamed to remember. I'm too embarrassed to talk about it.

Alan approached a woman who, from the very beginning of their dialogue, sat on the couch, as if she were a patient in her own office. He crouched beside her and ran his hand through her hair.

- So, so, so - gently said the guy.

The woman shivered involuntarily when he touched her. She sobbed, cleared her throat and decided to continue.

- Last night, when I returned home, I practically raped my own husband! But ... - she again fell silent uncertainly, clenching her hands into fists.
- What, but? You can tell me.

Alan behaved like a real psychologist. He madly liked this unexpected role.

“I didn't feel anything when I was with him.” No not like this. Felt of course. But not at all like with you. Not at all! - Kim seemed to burst, and she burst into tears sobbed.
- What did you not feel ... orgasm?
- No, I finished. Mark is a good lover, he knows how to please a woman. But it was not so good, not so bright, not so exciting, as with you.
- And what's the problem do you think? Are you a psychologist or this case from the category - Shoemaker without boots !?

The woman could not resist and laughed softly, buried in the boy's chest.

“Sex was good,” she began hesitantly. But this was not enough. Not like with you. I think - she made a long pause as if gathering strength. The point is submission. In repression, in the absence of power. You have awakened something in me. Something ... well, my husband can't give me that.
- Does not give or can not give?
“I don't know,” she whispered timidly.
- Well, you will never know if you do not ask. Tell him. Say what you want. If you want him to dominate just say it. Ask him to tie you up. Do something perverted. Let him humiliate you, order you, suppress your will, make you do what he would like to do in his dirtiest fantasies. Let him feel himself the master, rule over you until you scream in ecstasy.
- You're right. I was so scared of what happened yesterday. I was afraid that sex with Mark would now become a pale shadow of what you did. Thank you, I will definitely use your advice.
- Something else? Did you want anything else besides a little autopsychology lesson?

She looked at the boy hesitantly, not sure if she had enough courage.

- I hesitate to ask.
- Try it.
- I ... made a strong impression on me how you fucked Kate yesterday in the ass. But I'm afraid. Yesterday, when I watched, I wanted the same ... just like her ... to feel it. But Mark will never agree ... I know. Maybe you ... will be my first, who will deprive me of virginity from this side !?
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