 "Fascinating." MindsBane replied. "Care 2 try something better?"
 "Dont fetishhell worry. I'll fetishhell come 2U." It was then that Kat saw, through the library window, an RV's door open fetishhell. A male figure fetishhell clad in fetishhell black emerged and walked to the library. His face was hidden by his hood, but what she saw looked nice fetishhell. He disappeared from her view for a while here, but then entered the library from the here north fetishhell door. He gestured her to come with him. Kat fetishhell logged out of the chatroom and shut down the computer, making sure to clear the fetishhell disk fetishhell cache and history lists before she flipped the power switch. He had her wrap her legs around his waist, then he fetishhell covered her fetishhell with his cloak. Being smuggled out of school was strangely thrilling, as though they were fetishhell daring fetishhell authorities to try to stop their clandestine escape. The man crossed the parking lot and entered the RV, then opened fetishhell his cloak fetishhell to let her out. It wasn't long before she felt something like fingers in her mind, looking through her memories fetishhell, probing her thoughts, reading her emotions. The only fetishhell explanation fetishhell she could fetishhell think of was fetishhell telepathy fetishhell. It had probably fetishhell been a hard adjustment at first, she realized. The man removed the black cloak, and revealed jet black hair and deep fetishhell, dark eyes fetishhell, neither of which looked unnatural, although Kat fetishhell had been dying her hair and eyebrows since seventh grade.
 (I am called fetishhell Xavier the Great fetishhell, and I can help you.) the voice said. Suddenly, Candace found fetishhell strength fetishhell she didn't know she had. She managed to get fetishhell to her feet and, wobbling fetishhell the entire way, leave fetishhell the gym. As soon as she was out, she was scooped into the arms of fetishhell a young man, who fetishhell carried her weakened body away fetishhell. She didn't know she fetishhell'd fetishhell fallen asleep until she fetishhell woke up, feeling very fetishhell stiff. A hand lifted her head, and warm liquid flowed into her mouth. She drank thirstily. Slowly, but steadily, she began to fetishhell feel better. After maybe an hour, she felt more human than wood, so she tried out her limbs. Well, they fetishhell weren't back to normal, but she felt fetishhell good enough to try fetishhell to stand up. She hadn't noticed the light blanket until fetishhell it slipped from her shoulder. She glanced around, but found no one. Most of her clothes lay fetishhell in a pile in the corner, but the panties remained on her hips. This, at least, made her feel that fetishhell her benefactor fetishhell, whether real or imagined, was at least trustworthy enough not to try to here rape her while she slept. Strangely, she found she really didn't want fetishhell to re-don fetishhell the cheerleading outfit. She found a white shirt and some drawstring pants in the closet. She had to roll them up so she wouldn 't fetishhell end up fetishhell walking the excess length off, but she got them on. The shirt was a fetishhell short-sleeve, button fetishhell-up fetishhell shirt with no collar. She put fetishhell her own shoes and socks on, and as she fetishhell looked at herself in the mirror, she felt very sexy. She'd never dared wear sexy fetishhell clothes before, except for her cheerleader outfit, which she'd never fetishhell dared wear in front of her Fundamentalist mother. For her fetishhell mother, she fetishhell'd worn the here wind pants and jacket that the cheerleaders fetishhell wore fetishhell on cold days fetishhell, and was eternally fetishhell grateful that fetishhell all of fetishhell the games went on while her mother was at work, and her mother only took Sundays off fetishhell. Even better, her mother thought fetishhell that fetishhell television and things of that fetishhell nature were fetishhell evil, and so would never have anyone record the game for her. Candace was very much the rebel , who wanted a normal life, away from her everybody's-going-to-hell-unless-they-suffer-through-their-whole-damn-life mother. She was going to have that fetishhell crazy woman fetishhell committed as soon as she could do so without being put in fetishhell foster care.
 "Now there's fetishhell an idea fetishhell." someone said. The front fetishhell door came open, and Candace fetishhell froze. The fetishhell dark-haired man fetishhell who had rescued her from falling facefirst on the floor stood there, smiling. Kat Nelson here was behind him, and fetishhell she was smiling too fetishhell. That in itself fetishhell was weird. What in the name of all that fetishhell was holy could make a Goth smile? "I'm Xavier. Welcome to fetishhell my humble abode."
 "My name is Candace." Xavier smiled fetishhell mischieviously, and then fetishhell Candace felt the gentle caress of fingers fetishhell in her mind.
 Daphne Willis glared at the intruder...wait, that was Kat Nelson. Why was she showing up for class ten fetishhell minutes fetishhell late and grinning fetishhell like an fetishhell idiot? Even stranger, she wasn't wearing her usual dreary black outfit with black nail fetishhell polish and black lipstick. She wasn't wearing any makeup whatsoever, and she was here wearing a white T-shirt, blue jeans and blue sneakers. No bra. The look on her face fetishhell said she was either high or severely oversexed, or maybe both fetishhell. She walked in, tossed her books fetishhell down fetishhell to the side of her fetishhell desk, and sat down fetishhell. The teacher had fetishhell the person at the fetishhell front of the row pass fetishhell back a tardy sheet for her, and she signed it with a vibrating pen (as if her handwriting wasn't bad enough), then passed here it back. The teacher then handed her a test paper. Once she was fetishhell on the task, her concentration seemed unlimited, as though she were in a trance of some kind. She was through fetishhell in ten minutes fetishhell. She took the paper right up to fetishhell the teacher fetishhell and laid it down fetishhell on her here desk.
 "You've never seen fetishhell fit to show your fetishhell work, you've never studied fetishhell a day in fetishhell your life as fetishhell far as I know, and I've never seen you concentrate so hard on fetishhell ANYTHING as I saw fetishhell you concentrate on this fetishhell test, so I fetishhell'm going to ask you one question: who are you fetishhell and what have you done here with Katherine Nelson?"
 "The same way you got a fetishhell glimpse of your true self." Kat replied.
 "I had fetishhell no idea I fetishhell hurt people so much." Daphne said. She was starting to fetishhell cry again. Kat put one fetishhell hand on fetishhell the popular girl's shoulder.
 Daphne walked fetishhell bowlegged down fetishhell the hall, dressed in fetishhell a fetishhell blue fetishhell outfit fetishhell consisting of a T fetishhell-shirt, blue jeans, sneakers fetishhell and socks, with a cute little blue scrunchie.
 "Think we have enough?" Xavier asked Kat.
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