"Sorry you had to wait. What if I kiss you twice to make up for it?"After three seconds the information processed and she smiled. "What about three ti...es?" Okay. I can't think of a better way to occupy the time while the pancakes cook than kissing you good morning."She was waking up. That information processed in just two seconds. The rest of the face stayed sleepy, but the mouth managed an evil grin. "I can. But we'd have to get undressed, and Diego would interrupt anyway." Damn." Cheryl was. " What about functioning as you?" he asked. "You know the daily things." Ilooked at him seriously. "When we change, when we wake up you will haveall my memories, these will be the main memories you have Christina'sfriends will naturally be your friends you will know Christina's dailyroutine, how to dress, put your make up on, work, everything that I do,you will do, you will have all Christina's mannerisms, likes, dislikes" Ipaused to carry for a second and carried on "Tony's memories will be. ” She smiled as she ran her left hand down the man’s back.“We will then consider the matter closed.” Joanne paused as she reached the older man’s bottom and held her large left hand on the forty-eight-year-old’s large and flabby right buttock.“What if he goes back to his nasty little ways, Joanne?” Zofeya Caldwell asked.“Slap!”The red-haired woman planted a full-force spank to the man’s right bum cheek and laughed quietly as he winced with pain.“Well, I am making sure that he does not work. That was when I heard the sobbing. I know it sounds shitty, but I was waiting for this. She was beginning to feel, emotionally, that things were very serious. That was good.It went on like this for the rest of that week and the next three. We ate together and chatted at breakfast and dinner, when Debbie did not have to work late. We even did laundry and ironing together, albeit it was me doing my stuff and her doing hers separately.When she didn’t have to work late, we often found ourselves.