She looks amazing from afar. You are captivated by her doing sheerly nothing at all other than sitting down and studying. She puts her book down on her lap and tilts back her head while blowing back a few strands of hair from the front of her face. Thanks to this moment of frustration you get a better look at the front of her. Her blossoming bosom stretches out the letters on her shirt, in an almost panoramic view they spell out the sorority Tao Iota Tao, aka T I T. It's one of the most well know sorority houses in the school. The irony behind that is despite its nickname it's actually one of the hardest to get into sorority houses for the upper echelon of academics. She must be an exceptional student with a body to rival her mind for dominance over which will define her.
You always had a thing for smart women, and the more beautiful the better. Here before you, out on the lawn of the college sits a pinnacle of both of your desires. It doesn't take you long to decide to try out the ring on her. You think out a command to her. In return she does nothing. “Blasted,” you think to yourself, “she must be out of range.”
You do some quick thinking and look for more people. About half the distance to the sorority girl you see a couple of girls walking across the yard. A quick thought from you and one of them does a pirouette. The girls near her are befuddled by this but she keeps going as if nothing had happened at all. So you know your range is at least half. You glance back to the Sorority girl and see another girl not too far from her walking on the path. You reach out to her mentally and she drops her books. You admire her rear as you maker her linger as she bends over to pick them back up. Not bad, but you're after bigger game. You see you're only a modest 5 to 10 yards away from your goal. Even though you already know you can't reach her you try to will her to do something again. Still nothing.
Then you see something that could fix your little problem. At the end of the mall there are a couple of guys tossing a frisbee. Your thoughts are hurried now, you don't even take the time to think that this is of their own doing. Instead you have the one holding the frisbee turn in the direction of the sorority girl and toss it in her direction.
"Hey, what the hell man? I was winning so you decide to throw my plate away?"
"Dude, swear I don't know what came over me. It must have been some kind of spasm of something."
"Great, you start to tweak when I'm on a streak. Well, go get it."
Just as you planned it the frisbee falls barely within range. You just have to make sure your pawn doesn't take the initiative to go all the way to retrieve it. Instead you want him to get close enough so that he could yell to the girl instead. When he does you take control again and have him shout to the sorority girl to toss it back to him. At first she looks like she is just going to keep studying, but in-between the 3rd and 4th pleas she puts her book down, stands up, and walks over to pick up the frisbee. She quickly tosses it back to them and turns back around to head back to her studies. However, you act before she can get back out of range. Once again you hadn't thought your commands out fully, since you didn't will her to think this was of her own doing.
She bends down at the waist and arches her back. You have her sexily sway her hips as her hands roam up and down her thighs. They come to a stop at the end of her skirt as she flashes it up, exposing her pink panty clad rear. She stands back up fully, while still swaying. Now her hands rise up along her sides up to the tight pink tee. You have her massage the sides of her breast and then all around. Every now and again she tweaks her nipples as she works her way over them. You have her position her hands at the bottom of her shirt and start to make her turn. You intend on having her release her magnificent mounds before your eyes. However, when she fully turns around you notice she's actually in a panic. You see she's actually looking around frantically as she finds her body moving all on it's own in a manner she would never do out in public. Almost on instinct she looks in the direction that you're in. She even manages to look directly at you from afar through the pane of the window. You realize your mistake of not making her think this was of her own doing so you... |