I never thoughtI'd get my body back." You're the real Dee?" I asked."Yes," she said, nodding. "Well, my name's Dedra, not Dee." And that means that Pa...thenia is in this old man's body?" I asked."Yes," the old man snorted. "Again, I might add. I had it traded in fora younger model. And a female one, at that."I turned to face the Eight. They were still pulsating and alternatingbetween crossing their arms and spreading them wide."What about the older man? Can you put him back in his body?" His. Then he and his staff would use the inventory sheets to create the official list of what had been placed in the warehouse.“Hans and I became disillusioned with the Nazi Party, late in 1942. We learned that the Gestapo had confiscated the factories that our families owned in Germany and Austria. Our two families had been declared traitors and shipped to the concentration camps, and all of their assets were forfeited to the Fatherland.“Hans and I had been estranged from our families for a long. His kisses carried on travelling in that direction as he felt her legs open up, inviting him there. He lifted her dress and sunk to his knees. The sight of her glorious pussy stirred him more than he had ever felt before. Her legs opened wider and he held them elevated. His face approached and he could feel the heat emanating from her over the bottom of his face. Very slowly, he traced a wide circle with his tongue around her reddening lips. He could hear her exhale a tiny sigh, so he continued. ’ She was. She enfolded me in her arms and I broke down again, so she took me to bed and I fell asleep being comforted by her warm breasts and stroking hands. We spent the weekend alone, together. I had half expected Greta to come back but there was no contact from her. I wondered what had transpired at the house. Like Trish, Jenny knew how to lift my spirits. She did all that in bed and in the shower and back in bed again, but she also took me on long walks and listened to me repeating myself.