 I strolled into the gym, dressed in shorts and a ragged old T pimp4aday-shirt. People were drifting in, gathering pimp4aday for the fitness class scheduled to begin in a few minutes free. The norms scattered around the floor stretching free and pimp4aday loosening up were fit and white healthy white-looking; I pimp4aday'd selected an advanced class for my day's recreation. The women, who outnumbered the men by a considerable margin, were generally pimp4aday dressed in body-hugging clothing. Spandex was common among the men, too; they mostly seemed to be of pimp4aday that pimp4aday irritating Serious Exerciser type pimp4aday, anxious that their clothing should state, "Hey, I do pimp4aday this all the time."
 "Norms?" Normals, you know; people who can pimp4aday't impose their will on other people, the way that I can. Call it projective telepathy, call it pimp4aday what you will. How'd I get to be this way? That pimp4aday's not a subject I care to discuss, for pimp4aday reasons I pimp4aday'm also not interested in pimp4aday pursuing. Don't pimp4aday worry, though: should we ever meet pimp4aday, Gentle white Reader, you'll be pimp4aday far too pimp4aday busy hastening to obey my every pimp4aday command to worry about the pimp4aday origin of my power pimp4aday white. Some might say that I don't put my powers to constructive use; they might even go so pimp4aday far as to accuse me of being rather petty and vindictive, even cruel at times. I recall a young man who said something along those lines to me pimp4aday, right to my face. Poor fellow; I may have pimp4aday white been white a bit hard on him, I must admit. I white'll not go into pimp4aday the sordid details here. Hey, he's alive, all right?
 They said it again. "Well pimp4aday," I said, "we'll just have to . . . Oh, hang on." A few people nearby were beginning to take notice of this little scene unfolding before them; it was time to take care of that. You will notice pimp4aday nothing unusual about anything pimp4aday that pimp4aday may occur in this gym, I wide-projected to everyone in the place. I then slapped pimp4aday up a couple of pimp4aday repeating fields over the pimp4aday only two doors, projecting that same pimp4aday white command over and over; anyone who entered would receive instructions to see nothing peculiar. People returned to their pimp4aday chatting free and warming up, the behaviour of my two "friends" forgotten pimp4aday.
 "All pimp4aday right." "Sure."
 "My stereo system." "My computer."
 "You don't mind," I said. Not a pimp4aday question.
 "No pimp4aday, of course not." She returned to pimp4aday her conversation with two of her friends, neither of whom remarked free upon my presence.
 She brushed past me white and jogged lightly to the pimp4aday centre of the floor pimp4aday. God, she moved like a cat. No pimp4aday, like a tiger, long muscles flowing under pimp4aday the white skin. This, I thought, promises to be fun.
 The free class got pimp4aday started, the instructor leading them through some light pimp4aday stretching and other warm-up exercises pimp4aday. It was a fair-sized pimp4aday crowd for pimp4aday the relatively small gymnasium, perhaps fifty or sixty in all, among whom I counted about ten men. I didn't bother joining in; I just pimp4aday stood near the edge white of the gym and watched the woman pimp4aday in the pimp4aday white centre. I found that pimp4aday a pimp4aday white few aerobicisers were impeding my view pimp4aday of pimp4aday her; I projected a command pimp4aday that a clear aisle pimp4aday white was to be maintained pimp4aday for me at all times.
 The bra, too. Throw it to pimp4aday white the edge of the gym. She reached behind her pimp4aday and unfastened it, then threw pimp4aday it off to one side. A hail of bras followed as the rest of the class imitated her.
 The instructor's pimp4aday breasts pimp4aday, now bouncing pimp4aday free, were topped by small but prominent nipples. Looking pimp4aday around, I was greeted by the pleasant pimp4aday sight of a sea of pimp4aday bare-chested white women pimp4aday white. The men were bare-chested as free well; they were looking around pimp4aday too, not finding the pimp4aday situation unusual but certainly appreciating it.
 Why not get rid of the whole free leotard? Just toss it.
 "Shut pimp4aday white up," I told him, cutting off pimp4aday his ramblings. "Who the fuck are pimp4aday you?"
 "Bill, old buddy," I said pimp4aday, putting pimp4aday white an arm around pimp4aday his shoulders. "See that young lady right there?" I indicated a young Asian woman, lying of course with her legs spread apart pimp4aday white. He nodded pimp4aday. "I'd like pimp4aday white you pimp4aday to lick pimp4aday her, right there between her legs. Go pimp4aday ahead, Bill, lick her cunt."
 "You pimp4aday," I pimp4aday said pimp4aday, pointing at the Asian woman. "What's your pimp4aday name?"
 "Find free your pimp4aday white stuff and get dressed, Vicky." As she moved to pimp4aday do pimp4aday so pimp4aday, I turned my attention pimp4aday back to Bill pimp4aday. "Are you married white, Bill?"
 I cut him off. "Why don pimp4aday't you do it? In fact, why don't you lick it up for pimp4aday me, right now?" He got down on his knees and started lapping away.
 I turned back to Liz, who lay still in the same position. "Stand up," I ordered. She climbed pimp4aday to her feet.
 "Yes," she sighed pimp4aday.
 "Give me pimp4aday a blow job," I said. The pimp4aday idea excited her, but there was pimp4aday a twinge of disappointment as she slid her crotch away from mine.
 After a few minutes pimp4aday, Liz got to her feet and said, "That's all white for today pimp4aday. Have a good pimp4aday one." There was the traditional post pimp4aday-aerobics round of applause, and the class broke up. I smiled to myself as I heard pimp4aday people white talking about what white a good pimp4aday white class it had pimp4aday white been. An exceptionally good class, from my point pimp4aday of view. When the gym pimp4aday had mostly emptied out, I approached Liz; she was pimp4aday retrieving her tapes and locking up the sound equipment.
 She flashed white that pimp4aday beautiful smile at me, and said, "Let's go."
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