I heard footsteps, and sure enough, Vivien Harmon answered the door, in her pajamas no less. I chuckled as she saw me, dressed as I was in a polo shir... and khakis, seemingly quite suburban and normal aside from my bag that I carried on me. She was a little surprised to have company and she looked at me with considerable doubt. Who was this guy, anyway?“Hello and welcome to the neighborhood. I’m Roger. You’re one of the Harmons, I presume,” I flashed a friendly smile.“Yes, I’m Vivien Harmon. We. Kathy now took over the movements, impaling herself, rocking her hips and showing again the inimitable ecstatic expression of her face. I caught one of her pendulous breasts with my mouth and gently sucked in her nipple. With my tongue, I massaged nipple and tit until I felt a faint trickle of milk in my mouth. I enjoyed the sweet taste while the stimulation of her vagina being stroked, her clit being rubbed on my belly and the milk eruption made her explode with joy. Her movements became. I felt light and then stood up and everything wasfrozen in time around me. I could see my physical body sitting on thebench, the clock had just struck midnight, and everyone was screamingand the fireworks display was just starting. I walked toward her,pulled her by her shoulders, dislodging her from her body and carriedher back to my sitting body. I then walked back to her vacant body,stepping into it as if it was a suit. When I became in completepossession of it, time resumed. The chimes of. I had not even gotten across the drive before she came out and spotted me. She was working the lot, gathering shopping carts and pushing groups of them back into the store for incoming shoppers; it was a job usually done by men but I noticed that she handled more carts than any of the men I'd ever seen there. However she walked up to me and gave me one of the most sincere smiles I could remember."Do you need one of the electric carts?" she asked."Yes, I'll need one when I get in." I'll go get.