.. it just might work.” After staring out into the room for a moment or two, he sputtered some more and then said, “Not for a whole body, of cours...... but for a brain... it just might work.” He then went on to mutter about brain cells programmed to organize themselves into a proper brain.The Bernaldi Institute’s “Grow a Brain” project was Richard Mueller’s doctoral thesis. After graduation, he became the lead scientist in charge– under Doctor Bernaldi, of course. It was Richard who argued that. After supper, Ingeburg came to spend time with Pelle. The growing child showed now as Ingeburg's belly was swelling and her bust filled. As they strolled the courtyard talking in low voices she told him that the queasiness she had felt in the mornings was now gone. Pelle in turn told of what he had learned from Neidhard and the other keepers and overseers. They agreed it was good news. At one point Ingeburg looked around to make sure they were out of earshot from anybody."It is all set, Pelle.. His cock sprang foward towards my face. so i grabed it stroked it spit some saliva on the head , he grabed and rubbed my titts, i began to suck on the head at the same time i was stroking the shaft i took more of himin my mouth he wasnt that big maybe 6in 7 at the most . i began to work my way down his shaft i had all of his cock in my mouth and his balls in my hands messaging them he was sitting on his desk me i was quated down in front of him my mouth sucking humming bobbing. First she behaves as if she dint understood anything but then I was forced to explain her. She told she is afraid of all this. She was just afraid because if someone comes to know then what about her reputation. I made her trust that no one will come to know about it. She told she needs time to think. Time passed by but she never gave clear answer. One day I called her in my wing’s ground floor when she came and when lift door got closed I pressed 15th floor so that I get time to spend with.