Evan managed to come up with another topic for his physics project and he helped Yvonne with hers, too. They were just glad to get them over with and didn't care what their grades were.

In the meantime, Evan was seeing a lot less of Bill and Casey because they were too busy with the hot girlfriends that Evan had given them. So he decided to phone his buddies up to see how things were progressing. "Hi Bill. How's it goin'?" "Hi Evan. What's up?" "I just wanted to know how your relationship with Kim was coming along." "(Laughs). Fuck, dude. I still can't believe I'm with a chick that hot. And she's up for pretty much anything. Her friends aren't real happy about her being owned by me, but tough shit." "That's good to know, man. Just be careful about the way you tie her up and all that shit." "Yeah, no problem, dude. I've been studying the subject much more since you introduced me to her. She totally loves the rope. It really seems to do it for her." "That's cool man. Well, check ya later." "Okay, dude. Later."

Following the conversation with Bill, he rang Casey. "Hiya Casey." "Hey Evan!" "So dude, how are things with Pam?" "Kicking ass, dude. She's all over me all the time. The day after you hooked me up with her we had sex like three times!" "So dude, I know you were a virgin. How many seconds did you last when you first did her?" "Dude, come on man. She gave me a hummer first and I ate her for a while and then we did it. So I shot my wad after she had an orgasm. I wasn't a one pump chump." "Excellent dude! Way to go!" "Yeah, (chuckle). By the way, dude, Pamela got invited to a party this Friday. Why don't you and Yvonne come with us?" "I'm game for it, but I don't think that would really be Yvonne's thing. She's not much of a drinker. I'll just go there and try to hook up." "Cool, dude. I'll swing by at eight and we'll head to the party." "Right on." "Hey man, what's up with you and Yvonne, anyway?" "What do you mean?" "You two are awfully affectionate with each other." "No we're not!" "Dude, she's always laying there with her head in your lap. And when she's not doing that she sits right up against you." "What, dude, are you jealous because she didn't want to go out with you?" "Maybe a little. But you guys seem awfully close." "Dude, we're twins. I was in the womb with her. Yeah, we're close, but there's nothing perverted going on. Fuck man. I hook you up and you give me shit about my relationship with my sister?" "Okay man. Just fuckin' with you." "Okay, dude. Anyway, I'll see you when you pick me up." "Okay, Evan. See ya."

Evan began to make plans for the party and mulled ways he could buttonhole chicks and put them under. The challenge was that there would probably be tons of people there. Plus he had to do it quickly enough so that he could snag one or two before the cops showed up to shut things down. He also wasn't sure how his subjects' intake of alcohol was going to impact the efficacy of the flashlight..

So when Friday rolled around, Evan was nervous and even a little apprehensive. He also felt guilty leaving Yvonne behind. He told her that he and Casey were just gonna go have a guy's night out. It only took about ten minutes for he, Casey and Pam to arrive at the party, which was really just starting to get underway. As soon as he got there, he saw Becky Burnette talking with Deena Brown. Becky was a 5'2" 100 pound hottie with B cups whose body displayed the characteristics of what she was, an aspiring gymnast. So every bit of her body was well toned and she had very shapely legs and a tight butt. She wore her hair in a pixie cut and, because of her bubbly personality, she became very popular. She was just so adorable. She was also smart in a practical common sense kind of way. As Evan approached them, he turned on the miniature flashlight he had clipped to his right sleeve. He shined it on the faces of both girls and they immediately stopped talking and exhibited vacant stares. He whispered into Becky's ear, "you will obey every command I give you." Then he did the same to Deena. He got both of their cellphone numbers and email addresses. He texted Becky his address and then told her to come to his house Saturday night. He kept Deena's info in case he might be able to use her in the future.

He managed to intercept Eva Lamonica as she came in from the backyard on the way to the bathroom and froze her. He did the same thing with her he had done with Becky and Deena. Eva was one of those girls who was cute, but not beautiful. She was blonde, 5'5" and 110 pounds with C cups, was chatty as hell and very friendly. Evan told her to meet him over at Three Oaks Park at seven on Sunday. He did that because he was afraid of his dad's reaction with all these babes coming over to his house all of a sudden and he was also sure that Yvonne didn't really like it, either.

Evan snagged a beer and stood over to one side of the living room taking the scene in. There were probably about 50 people milling about in various states of drunkenness or drug influence. To be honest, the longer this affair went on the less Evan found himself being interested in it. He wished he was back home with Yvonne. He finally went up to Casey. "Hey dude, this party's pretty lame. Would you mind taking me home?" "Yeah, I know what you mean. It's weird, man. I always envied those in the popular crowd and now that I'm in the middle of it I would rather shoot myself than have to deal with it any longer. Let me get Pam and we'll jam." "Thanks man."

15 minutes later, Evan was home and practically crushed Yvonne when he hugged her. "That didn't last very long," she observed. "Yeah. I guess I just get too easily bored. Anyway, I'm so glad to be with you again. Let's go cuddle." "Okay, baby." When they scooted into bed together he gave a silent thank you for that moment when he surrounded her body with his arms.

Saturday, Becky came over at the appointed time and he took her upstairs. "Okay Becky, take your clothes off." She complied and her petite form was now on display for his eyes only. "Fuck, what a body!" he burbled quietly. She was also shaven and her boobs were like circular bowls of pudding with Hershey's kisses for nipples. If there was going to be a picture in the dictionary for the word, "nubile," Becky's image would be it. "Becky, you're going to let me do anything I want with you, including sex." "Okay," she consented. He leaped into bed and had her follow. "Jesus Becky, you're really cute!" he said. She smiled and then accepted his kisses and that escalated into heated making out. He enjoyed the sensation of her soft boobs under his hand. He went through the usual foreplay steps, licking and sucking her nipples and then dong the same with her clit and pretty little slit. His mouth was smeared with her wetness as he spurred her to one orgasm after another. Her well muscled legs had a shape to them that was particularly sexual to him and, as he sat upright and began to raise them over his shoulders, he tried to take a picture of them with his eyes so that he could remember them for when he wanted to masturbate.

Finding out she wasn't on the pill, he rolled a condom on and tunneled into her pussy with his cock. The combination of feeling her tapered and somewhat muscular body in his arms and the firm way her cunt caressed his main mast caused his ardor to progress rapidly toward its peak. She was right there with him as he pumped and humped her, moaning and sighing,  pulling her short legs tight around his shoulder blades . "Oh God, oh yes oh oh oh, oh my God yesssssss." she rasped as she felt her inner walls being rubbed time and again by his sheathed weapon. This well conditioned athlete seemed to be running out of breath the longer this went on. She appeared to be nearing the speed of light with the frequency of her breathing. "Oh God oh oh oh oh yes, God yes, I'm going to cum, yes, ohhhhh, harder!" she whimpered and then she produced a squeaky long exhale and then panted harder and deeper while the orgasm roared through her, her pubic muscles contracting fiercely. Less than a minute later, he reached his breaking point and propelled his spunk into the reservoir tip of his condom.

He withdrew and tossed the condom into his waste basket. As he laid there stroking Becky's face, he thought to himself, "fuck, I could fall in love with this chick." He hugged her tightly. "God Becky, you're awesome, babe." She reacted to that by combing his hair with her fingers and thanking him for the compliment. As he kissed her again, he was also thinking about Yvonne and didn't want to alienate her. Should he see if he could turn both Yvonne and Becky into bisexuals so that they could all three sleep together? "No, I can't do that. I want Yvonne all to myself," he resolved in his mind. He broke the kiss with Becky and had her lean her head on his shoulder.  "Not only that," his thoughts continued,  but down the line do I want to raise both Yvonne's kids and the ones I would have with Becky? And would I end up showing favoritism to Yvonne's children?"

"What are you thinking about Evan?" Becky inquired. "Nothing. Don't worry about it," he said. They laid there silently while he turned this issue over in his head. Finally, he noticed the time. "We better get dressed so I can take you home, Becky." He kissed her goodbye after he pulled up in front of her house and told her he would call her Monday.

He had a shower and then got Yvonne. "Evan, you have to stop doing that to me," she said. "I don 't liked being shoved aside when you want to screw some other girl." "How did you know I was screwing another girl?" "Duh, I can smell the sex in your room. Look, I understand you wanting to date other girls, but don't put me in the closet to do it." "Sorry, babe. But you know that these things are meaningless to me. It's just getting my rocks off. The reason I had you stay in your room was that I didn't want to humiliate you by doing it in front of you, especially since I was doing it  to use and humiliate them. You're the only one I ever want to keep around because you're the only one who means anything to me."

"Evan, I know that. Also, none of those people know I'm your girlfriend. So I don't know how you're humiliating me, at least to other people." "Still, babe, I'm sure the girls would like some privacy." "That's true. Look, just tell me when they're coming over and I'll stay out of your room." "Okay. Sorry again, Yvonne."

The actual fact of the matter was that, really, Evan only needed the girls out of the room while he was programming their minds. He couldn't have Yvonne find out about the flashlight's powers, especially since he had used it to manipulate her, too.

But while it was true that Yvonne didn't like being chased off when the girls came over, it also awakened her competitive instinct when it came to other women. After he had apologized, she unzipped his pants and sucked his cock into her mouth and gave him a right royal bj, capped off by her slurping his jizz into her stomach. "God, Evan, why does your cum taste so good? All the other girls I know says their boyfriend's taste like warmed over garbage or bleach." "Maybe it's you," he snarked while laughing inside. "I guess it's a good thing," she smiled. "Definitely," he approved.

Sunday, Evan told his family he was going over to Bill's after dinner. Then he hotfooted it to the park to meet Eva. He had one of the redesigned penlights in his pocket and since daylight savings time hadn't come yet (it was the last week of March now), it was already dark. He found her waiting in the stands of the diamond that was used for slow pitch softball and college baseball games. In fact, there was a softball game going on at the time, so at least Eva wasn't left alone in an unlit area. He collected her and led her to a grassy area that was shrouded in black shadows and ringed by trees so that nobody would be able to see what they were doing unless they came looking for them. He told her that she would permit him to touch her however he desired. They made out for a while and he fondled her breasts, Eva enjoying the feel of the light, cool breeze on her nipples. He then decided to fool with her orgasm response. He whipped the penlight out and shined it in her eyes and her face became expressionless. "You will need just two minutes of having your clit rubbed or vagina fingered to have a strong orgasm," he began. "And you will orgasm every five minutes during sex, each more intense than the last. Also, when you give a man a blowjob, you will think his cum tastes like candy. However, you will only have sex with or give blowjobs to either whoever is your boyfriend at the time or me."

When she regained consciousness, he applied digital friction to her pink nubbin and within the allotted 120 seconds, she was writhing in ecstasy.. "Do you want to be fucked now?" "Oh my God yes," she panted. Evan shoved two fingers inside of her and used them like he would his penis and made her cum three times, her voice faintly echoing around the otherwise usually quiet part of the park.

Before he commenced feeling her up, he gleaned from her that she had slept with a dozen guys after losing her virginity at 15 to her then boyfriend. The oldest guy she had done it with was last year with her 30 something softball coach. He invited his charges over to his house one night to party and, after they all got high, she and he snuck off to his bedroom and got busy. She'd had a thing for him for a while before that and they were still getting it on every now and again. "He's got a nice big dick and he knows how to use it," she testified.

When Evan was done with her, he walked her home (she actually lived only two blocks away from him).

Monday, he was in his trig class and a thought crossed his mind. In that same class was a friend of his, Ernie Osterberg, a 5'7" Jewish kid with an acerbic sense of humor, a quick mind and a killer work ethic. Ernie wasn't in Evan's main group of friends, but they both respected each other after meeting at school two years ago and would occasionally hang out as a change of pace from their usual circles. Also, it was a chance for Ernie to hit on Yvonne. After class, Evan caught up with Ernie as they walked out of the classroom building they had been in. "Hey Osterberg, man, I got some interesting news for you." "Oh yeah? And that is?" "There's this cute girl who asked me about you the other day. She's also really smart and nice." "Who is it, Reese?" "Dude, I'm not going to tell you. And don't worry, it's not some fat chick. You want me to hook you guys up?" Ernie smiled and smirked. "Yeah, I guess so. I don't have anyone right now. Might as well take a shot." "Cool, man. Let me talk to her and I'll get back to you." "Okay, man. This better not be some April Fool's joke." "Have you ever known me to fuck with you?" "Not yet (laughs)." "Okay dude, gotta run."

As Evan left his fourth period class, he called Becky and told her to come to his house that night. At lunch, he told Yvonne that Becky would be at their house to talk about her fascination (which she didn't yet know she had) with his pal Ernie. She would only be there a little while, but they needed some privacy while they talked things over.

When Becky came over, it was actually Yvonne who answered the door. "Shit, my brother cupid," Evan's twin thought to herself. Evan took Becky into her room and hit her with the flashlight beam. "You are going to fall madly in love with Ernie Osterberg when you meet him and you will find his sense of humor funny and smart and see and feel his cock as being a fat eight inches and his cum as tasting delicious." The thing for Evan was that as long as he had affection for Becky, if he can't have her because of his need to be with Yvonne, he would give her to someone who was just about guaranteed to be successful. Ernie was also a lefty ideologically and thus would be supportive of her athletic endeavors, too.

He then remembered the suggestions he had given Eva and put Becky back in a trance and ensured that the latter would emerge from it with more sensitive orgasm triggers. He subsequently took her home and told her to meet him after school at the marquee in front of the campus Tuesday.. Yvonne was happy that she was gone in less than half an hour because it almost assuredly meant they didn't have sex. When Evan returned, Yvonne jumped his bones to again remind him of who loved him most.

Before his trig class Tuesday, Evan told Ernie about the meeting he had set up. He also warned Ernie to just be himself and to not pussy out. Ernie was a little jittery when he joined the other three at the marquee after the final bell. "Ernie, this is Becky Burnette. Becky, this is Ernie Osterberg," Evan informed them. Becky said a friendly "hi" and then flipped her hair back with her hand and held his eyes while smiling, all indicators of female interest in somebody. Ernie smiled back at her and said "hi." "Why don't you walk her home Ernie. Yvonne and I have to go." "Okay Evan. Take care." "Thanks, man. You too."

Evan laughed to himself that he was thinning the herd, which is the noun he sometimes used to describe the popular crowd. There really is no "popular" clique on campus unless there were women to patronize it with their approval. This made Evan question what he should do with Deena and Eva. The other girls in the clique were just kind of there to him and he wasn't sure if they were worth the effort it would take to bring them under control.