“Oh, Jesse… Did I say that I’d like to have you? I meant that I WANT YOU. You and your hard-working body will give us much pleasure… tonight. ...r I’ll make sure this ranch hits the skids quicker than a summer-tired Oldsmobile in the middle of a New England snowstorm. And for the record... Patti has given me her blessing.”Jesse was shocked.How could she do that to him? He felt so betrayed.“Bring a Santa costume,” Mrs. Monet was peremptory: “We can’t wait to… unwrap you.”She left, as Jesse was. "What was his name anyway?" I thought to myself as I eased deeper down into my tub of bubbles. I smiled to myself as I remembered, "Caleb." I let my hands slide slowly down my body. Coming together at the lips of my pussy and began to gently massage myself to orgasm. when I finally got out the tub it was late and I felt the cold night air against my wet skin, I don’t remember leaving any windows open but the breeze felt incredible, I reached for my towel but it wasn’t where I left it, maybe I. Her skin was flawless and her body perfectly proportioned. She had full C cup breasts that were still firm and supple. Her hips had enough curve and span to them to be sexy, yet she was trim and fit. I moved along side her, caressing her breasts as we kissed again. My hands grew bolder and Karen responded passionately. Rolling and tugging her nipples between my finger and drew a moan from her. Karen caught her breath a bit as my hand slipped over her panty clad mound, massaging the area of her. Your head injuries appeared to be quite fatal, but here you are sitting up, talking and making liars out of all the medical people who wrote you off because you were in such bad shape last night."He did his thing and I contemplated the insanity of my new life.This was the fourth time I inhabited the body of someone killed by way of a head injury. Each time the medical experts gave them up for dead, and when I was hijacked into their dying, or dead body, they recovered miraculously. The pattern.