He kissed me on the forehead and asked how my day was. I told him it was so boring being home alone. He took off his suit coat and tie and sat beside ...e. He pulled me onto his lap and kissed my mouth. As he put a tongue on my mouth his hand rubbed the inside of my leg getting closer to my pussy the more his kiss deepened. Then I felt his hand go up under my shirt and he rubbed my tits. He played with my nipples and told me I was so beautiful like my mother was. Soon he lifted my shirt and was. Kelly and I had run into him and his wife at another bar one evening with some mutual friends. The conversation was all very flirty that night, but only that.I could see that Kelly had perked right up upon seeing Brian. Her nipples were noticeably harder. Brian was wearing khaki shorts. Kelly stood close to him and slipped one hand onto his thigh. Brian and I kept up our conversation. Kelly was lit and on her own planet and she completely missed the part of the conversation where Brian told me. The, magic for lack of a better word, of that cameo pin, changed only what it had to create the finished product. All that I was mentally, remained, and a lot got added, knowledge of languages, skills and talents, overlaid on my own, seamlessly. My skills in computers were intact, though not part of the "Jocelyn program" In fact, laying here, I was planning a fresh go at finding the elusive Mail Order Brides website.Inga's talent with drawing was a holdover from her life as Miguel, as was the. ‘You want to know how her mother died?’ Brian asked gesturing towards Rachel. ‘Dear ol’ daddy and her brothers couldn’t afford too take them elsewhere for their mutilation, so they did it themselves. Good old vise grips and a pair of rust covered garden shears. The infection that killed her mother nearly did the job on her as well, it’s a miracle that she could still get pregnant! Damn stereotype redneck hillbilly wannabes. They went muslim because nobody else would let them in the front doors.