.." he started to say, but stopped,surprised at the sound of his own voice. "What have you done to me?"I laughed for a second, then looked at him with...the seriousness of aheart attack. "I did nothing. All I did was destroy your body, to thepoint where a replacement was necessary. And, of course, you helped tofree up that body for yourself. You should be thankful I allowed you tolive, to enjoy this second chance."He looked at me, stunned. "What do you mean?!" He looked down at his newbody, then. .. she wasn’t really sure where. There were several dusty, isolated desert locales, as the ‘El Pulpo’ missions always were. Chris knew that there was no chance that four satellites would be directed to the same or a similar area of the world. She’d look at the snap shots of a small area, look at the overhead images of the people there, and compare them to the overhead shot of some images she was told was El Pulpo. There were glimpses of a partial face; not enough for imaging software, but. At some intuitive level, a way forward.“I’m not looking for you to be clever, or to be witty over dinner. I don’t want to photograph you. I just like you and you’re sexy.” As I said it I could feel her reacting against me.“But...”She looked up at me, and I kissed her on the lips; her first sexual kiss. I took my time, making it last, and over a minute or two she got into it.I stroked over her back and ass as she began to writhe against me. I cupped her full, potent asscheeks and pulled her up. "Are you drunk?" she asked playfully."No, I just have really bad balance," I replied shortly."Ah I see. My dad had a stroke. After a while he didn't need the cane to walk but he used it anyway so people wouldn't think he had been drinking." Not a bad idea," I didn't tell her that I already carried a cane most days."Okay Deke, I will make you a deal." And what kind of deal do you have in mind?" I can get you the police report, at least the original one. I don't know about the later ones." And.