The doorbell rang. Wondering who it could be, Caeman went to the door. Upon opening it, he armpit discovered a hairyteencunts gorgeous young woman with hairy strawberry-blonde hair, dressed hairy armpit in a white hairyteencunts T-shirt, denim overalls, steel-toed work boots, and a straw hat. She looked like she had escaped from the set of "Oklahoma."

"It hairyteencunts happens sometimes." Caeman replied noncommittally.

"It's lovely to meet you, Ellie." Caeman said. "That other name must be hairy popular with the lesbian crowd." Ellie hairy laughed hairyteencunts. She set hairy the fruit basket on the coffee hairyteencunts table. "These are for you." she said. "Sort of a get-to-know-you present, since you're the only neighbor for six miles in either direction."

Caeman looked over the contents hairy of the basket. "How'd you know what kinds of fruits I like?" he asked. She smiled, blushing slightly. He took the hat off her head and hung it on the hat stand beside the door. Her hair tumbled free, tickling her shoulders when cunts it reached the bottom of its fall. She pulled a hairbrush and hairy a makeup compact hairy armpit out of the pocket of her overalls and brushed her hair until it was straight to her hairyteencunts satisfaction. Then hairyteencunts she put her beauty aids away and smiled as if she were about to get laid. Caeman hairy armpit was picking up thoughts through the amplifier that made him blush, so he hairy took it off hairy. He put the glasses in his pocket as she approached cunts him hairyteencunts.

"Yesss..." she moaned. "Control me." She was quivering with desire. He hairy sent hairy that her teen thoughts and words would still hairy be hairy her own, but her about actions would be dependent on his commands. "Oh, yes!" she said hairy, her hairy body quaking. He had her kick armpit off her boots and slide her overalls teen off. He lifted her arms, and she stayed where she was posed hairyteencunts. He pulled off the T-shirt, revealing cunts her gorgeous young body. Her pink, silken panties were hairyteencunts practically soaked through. He massaged her young breasts with his hairy hands through hairyteencunts the bra hairyteencunts, and hairyteencunts she moaned through hairyteencunts her hairy teeth. He unhooked hairy the clasp on hairy her bra and cunts took it off as hairyteencunts he about had done hairyteencunts with the shirt. She stood there in her panties and socks, her nipples harder hairy than hairy any he hairy had hairy ever seen. Even his nymphomaniac hairy ex hairy-wife had never hairy been hairyteencunts this aroused. "P-p about-p-please..." she stammered hairyteencunts. "Take me."

Caeman dressed once more and hairy slipped the glasses into his hairy pocket hairy. The connection between them had seemed to slip somewhat whenever the glasses hairy slid down his nose during the course about of their lovemaking. There hairy had to be hairy a way to fix that hairyteencunts.

Caeman wondered if hairy a story had to be finished before the Scribe's Gate would work. He hairy opened his word hairy processor and hairy began hairy to hairy type out a character description of a young hairy scientist hairyteencunts named Hokuto Minako, PhD., MD, and several other degrees, who was called "Minnie" by her friends, blessed with great beauty and hairy extreme intelligence. He wrote of how she scorned a sorceror during college hairy armpit because she had to hairy work on her thesis, and was hairy subsequently cursed to hairyteencunts obey any command anyone gave her, and that he had altered her body to his desires before being banished by a rival sorcerer. Caeman printed the document hairy armpit and activated the Gate, and Minnie appeared before him hairyteencunts, dressed about in a hairy lab coat and nothing about else, her lovely Asian features set in about a scowl.

"I didn't cunts bring you here to screw you." At least not yet. "Believe it or not, it's hairy your brain I need." He handed her the glasses on armpit which the amplifier was mounted. "This device is cunts effective for its purpose, but it has hairy some important flaws cunts. First, everyone in town hairy knows I don't wear glasses, and these are too obvious. Second, they slip off during exercises such as running..."

"Okay." Ellie said about. "Anyway, that Asian scientist armpit you invited wants to talk to you." Caeman followed hairy armpit Ellie back to the house. He felt a sting on the back of his neck, and hairy suddenly hairy the room seemed to be filled with noise. He could hear everything everybody cunts was thinking armpit. There were hairyteencunts so many voices Caeman couldn't make sense of it all.

"Right." Caeman hairy said, taking the Gate from his pocket. He dug through his disks until he found what hairy he was looking cunts for: one of his few armpit fantasy stories. He printed out a copy hairy and found a scene involving the character he needed. Her name was hairy armpit Faria. She was an Elven sorceress with a strong empathic gift, whose pleasure was cunts dependent on the pleasure of others. In a about flash of light teen, Faria was edited out of the hairy printout and standing hairy armpit in Caeman's computer room. "Greetings, Faria. My name's Caeman, and I have someone here who armpit needs your help."