” He looked at us, “Sorry I compute everything mathematically automatically all the time.”Dad said. “Tom never be sorry to display your skills... Thank you for your observations.”Tom held Pam’s hand and whispered, but we heard, “Your Dad is very kind and supportive. I like him.” I laughed saying, “Yes but beware of the devil in the future mother-in-law?”Mum glared at me, the rest laughed and then mum laughed seeing the joke.“Found it.” Dad exclaimed and pressed the lever’s.More bloody boxes, this. But all that was years ago. This year I was suddenly seated in Ms. Harver's office. She was still quite beautiful enough to star in that Freshman Fantasy. But you don't think about that when you've been working for someone going on four years. Someone you like and respect, who respects you for your intelligence. That's a good soggy old blanket to muffle any little flicker of romance.She began. "You shelve books much more accurately than any employee I've ever been dealt. But that's kind of a. "When I realized I was a Chinese man during one of my past lives."She nodded, accepting my explanation at face value without question."What skills did that life pass on to you?" she asked."Kung fu, expertise in Shaolin wushu weapons, like the cudgel I carry with me now," I said, motioning with my head at the cudgel leaning against the sofa. And then for the first time, I spoke to someone using Mandarin. I'd told Grace about my new past life memories as a Chinese man, but I hadn't mentioned that. I naturally took my time tightening the buckles and adjustable straps until my nimble pony's voluptuous body was taut with arousal. I was now prepared to tame my untamed filly.With my nimble fingers tangled in her long, luxurious black mane, I gently pulled. Her head came up and she moaned loudly as I reached around with my other hand and tweaked her nipples. They stiffened between my deft fingers before I gently released them.The tormenting went on for quite sometime, stirring up her need and.