"Arturo wrote a note. That implies full control."Holak thought about that. "I may be wrong", he conceded. "If Kotee's theory that multiple transfer ma... allow control of the host is true, then I suppose we may be facing a conscious enemy. Yes. An enemy who can observe our activity in time. An enemy who perhaps is observing us even now." And who after any transfer would take over the person must likely to frustrate our intentions", Melira presumed."Precisely", Holak agreed.Sarah was horrified.. They are all handsome, and so impeccably groomed. I identify the one I find most attractive. He is slim, olive skinned with curly black hair. I look at him until he notices me staring, just like my mother had taught me. When he looks my way, I quickly smile and look away. I look at him again to find he is looking at me and smiling. My heart is already racing and I can’t wait to disclose my preference to the High Priestess. The priests sit down opposite us at the long table and I am. Mom was on the couch with her feet propped up on the coffee table. She asked how my day was. I said fine. She said, “Come here”. I walked around in front of the couch, and she said, “You didn’t wear those to school did you?” I told her I had gym class last and just wore them home. She told me to sit on the table and rub her feet. I’d done that before, no big deal. She moved her feet long enough for me sit down, then put her feet in my lap. She pushed the hem of my shorts up a little and said. Hand me your bra and panties ... you won't be needing them anymore today" I added.With a bit of hesitation and with a concerned look on her face she handed them to me. She then picked up her dress and was about to slip it back on when I added " ... and please ask them to do something with that bush between your legs...".She dressed and left my office.I pulled up in my limo at her address at 7 PM with the driver going to her door to usher her down as I waited. Soon she was seated beside me in.