The Hook, For Real>>>

I told you all about how things were beginning, but now I need to tell you how some things actually transpired.

My need to see and be seen became something of its own. Although, in the grand scheme, I could control my urges, and those of others, I realized it was not something I wanted. It was all I could do to keep my mind out of the proverbial gutter. Every time I saw someone I wanted to, "see," I did what I could to make that happen. Strangely enough, it usually worked, at least when I was younger. I remember seeing some young cute, to my eyes, guy once while out with my family at some "lake" when I felt the need to really, "see," him. The next thing I knew, while no one else was paying any attention, I noticed him standing in the water with his shorts around his ankles and his beautiful ass shining in my direction. Now, mind you, this was not the first time but it was most definitely the time I most remember. All I wanted was to go up and touch that gorgeous butt, and, of course, see what else it may have been hiding. I thought that I SHOULD be able to go to the bathhouse and POSSIBLY meet with the boy of my dreams, at that time. Well... as you might imagine, the family had another idea. In my head, it was because they knew what I wanted and were going to be sure I did not get it. More probably, though, they had other things on their collective mind. Be that as it may, I always felt as though they thwarted my "plan."

After a time, things DID work out the way I had hoped. (Not always, but much more than I would have expected now that I think back upon it.) I started to think about how I always seemed to get what I wanted when it came to wanting to see someone naked. I thought it was just the way things were supposed to be. It wasn't until many years later that I found I had this strange and glorious talent that the rest of the world could only wish to have. My wish seemed to be someones one and only command. So..., of course I used it even before I was cognizant of the power.