She explainedthat she was researching long term memory and if it was possible forthose who had switched to access it. Dr. Min had been male researcher...whohad switched with a Congolese woman who was studying in Beijing.The second doctor introduced herself as Mika Nakamura. She too had beenmale and was the great-grandson of a Nisei member of the 442nd RegimentalCombat Team in World War Two. She was now about thirty-two years old withextremely pale white skin and short curly red hair from her new. Me aahista se uske pichhe jake uski 1 hath se aakh band ki or dusre hat bhabhi ki shadi andar se uske pet pe rakh ke usko meri or pichhe khicha to wo mujse sat gai.wo ghabra gai or mujse dur jane lagi par mene use dur nahi hone diya.or uske pith pe kiss karne laga wo ghabra gai or dewar ji muje chhod do ye aap kya kar rahe ho..mene aakh se hath hata ke unke boobs pe rakh diya or use dhire dhire prees karne laga.wo dhodi dur hona chahi par ho na saki mene uske boobs jorse sook karne laga to wo. Tara picked up the box and brought it out, placing it on the bed. Memorizing the order that the other boxes were in, she opened the first one and her heart skipped a beat. They were of Mrs. Samson nude, either alone or with other women. She kept digging through the pictures until one caught her eye. Holy shit! The picture was of her mother going down on Mrs. Samson! Each subsequent picture she pulled out was just as shocking, if not more! Her mother getting fucked by a dildo, her mother. I thought maybe she got busy and let it go. The next morning about ten o'clock she called back. She sounded somber. "I need to tell you something..." she started. My heart sank, she's breaking up with me I thought. "It's not easy to say this," she continued "and, well... but it is something I have to say over the phone."There was a long silence. I couldn't talk. "I really like you," she said. "I mean, love you and well... you need to know that I am..." she paused for a long, long time again..