She was casually but neatly dressed. Anotherdo-gooder or some religious type? He would enjoy sending her packing.He growled with satisfaction. He'd ha... a busy day pandering to somestupid women clients and this would be a chance to give someone ayelling and let off steam. He opened the door."What do you want?" he growled, sizing his visitor up."Sorry to bother you, sir, but I'm looking for signatures on thispetition," said Rose. "It's about that new factory they are planningover by the beltway.". "Bill sat down for a moment, looking extremely sad. "In a way, thoughit's a lot more complicated than that. As far as I can tell, all thememories, personality, and even the way you... Jason thinks were alltransferred over. When I tested you all, the answers were all veryconsistent. Even your brain patterns are now the same. Effectively, youare all Jason now." Bill broke down and started crying. "It's as if youall have the same soul, and God help me..." Bill sobbed. "As if I killedyou all. Mary,. He just enjoyed the benefits of uninhibited, unattached sex with white women lusting after his cock and his attention. Most encounters were with the husband’s full knowledge and consent; sometimes hubby was there to observe and usually jerk off. Sometimes the woman was alone, hubby waiting at home to hear her story. Occasionally the woman was just flat out cheating, and sometimes it was a single girl, just wanting the experience. The only thing that mattered to him was he had a seemingly. ‘This is insane…’ Amira mumbled as they walked down the hallway. ‘What?’ Aaron said from a step behind her. ‘Nothing,’ Amira shook her head. It was what she was repeating in her head for the past four to six hours. However long it had been since she woke. When she was on ‘the other side of the coin’ it seemed easier to comprehend witches and wizards… dragons and magic. But now, back in her smelly apartment hallway. Walking on the creaky floor boards and seeing Mrs. Riddley, her neighbor across.