With whom are we dealing?” Freya reply in a steady voice.There was silence as the Mazdani seemed to be a little stunned over Freya’s reaction. Gre...tings are part of their culture and signify intent as well as status. Not formally introducing yourself, or rather the one you were escorting at a first meeting was considered to be a major insult.“Forgive my lack of manners brought on simply by a desire to see if one of our own was here. My name is Fin’so of the Bruenda herd. I am escorting the. She came in carrying some groceries, and placed them on the table. She took time to remove her coat and suit jacket, and then started to fix us some supper. She just made some chit chat about the weather, and asked how I was feeling. She did seem to be a bit nervous, and no mention was made about the night before. I offered to help her prepare the veggies, but she was quite insistent she could do it herself. I went back to watching the TV, and wait for supper. I was sure our intimacy was on. I can feel its wetness, the cum cool against my skin. Again the feeling, again the thought. Garbage.I’d give anything to be allowed to come.“Let her loose!” he says, and for a moment I delude myself into thinking my prayers have been answered. Hands grab my arms, and I yelp as they’re yanked out behind me. Then, with a series of snips, my arms are free. My shoulders ache, and my fingers tingle as blood flows back into them. “You know what to do,” he says.I do.He was right. My pussy is. But if it did work, how would I be Carol?When Cindy finished connecting Carol to the computer as I had been, I asked her. "How long do you want me to be Carol anyway?" I tried not to sound worried, just wondering."Oh, I don't know... I was thinking at least a month, maybe two or three?"She said questioningly."Oh? That long? Then we would have to go to work as each other?" Well, yeah you would. I'm sure that won't be a problem though. You will retain some of Carol's memories like how to get.