We did the nowfamiliar transfer and I found myself in her body again. I remained wereI was for a few moments, but this time Helen did not contact me r...ghtaway, so she was keeping her part in the agreement. We would contactagain in one week. Before I started to read her life description I didwhat I had tried in the first transfer. I raised the hemline of my dressand saw her (my) shapely legs for the first time. I observed my old-fashioned panties with amusement and then I lowered them, observing. I respond by massaging her perky little tits, squeezing her tight little ass, and also rubbing her crotch thru her jeans. That pretty much ignited a fire! Paula grabbed me and pulled me into her bedroom, shoved me onto her bed, and then jumped on top of me. I couldn't have gotten away even if I had tried! Paula was horny and wanted sex, and she was determined to have me give it to her!I started undoing the buttons on Paula's shirt, then removed her bra, and there they were, those cute little. There was some proof that she had left Kobekistan to go home, but she had never returned to America.On the architectural web sites she found a number of references to the Triple Palace with its façade set with rubies, gold, and emeralds. She learned that the Ruby Palace was the official home of the Crown Prince, the Golden Palace housed the Emir himself, and the Emerald Palace was traditionally given as a sign of favour to one or another of the Emir's children.The country lived, and lived well,. With his hand on the door to his bedroom, he caught a whiff of vanilla and exotic spices he'd smelled before. It wasn't a fragrance either Clover or Rose wore and his other slaves were back at his house. For a few seconds, he stood with his hand on the doorknob trying to remember who he'd smelled it on. Abruptly, the memory of Sunya Green kneeling before him flashed across him mind's eye. He took a deep breath before opening the door, waiting for the panic to come back, but found it wasn't.