She pulled me closer, her heavy breasts jiggling, the bells tinkling.“You need to let them be free of fear to move with the purest grace,” she pur...ed, her nipples brushing mine. Shudders ran down to my pussy.I reached out, resting my hands on her naked hips above the hem of her pantaloons. Her flesh was hot. She smiled at me as we danced together, our nipples rubbing, my nose filled with the perfume of her hot pussy mixing with my tart musk.“That's it,” she purred, her lush lips inches from. I sat on the edge of the bed for a while, telling myself that it's not like I could have done anything to help her. And I'm sure I said goodbye to her; somebody must have been operating this body for the last three years and he couldn't possibly have been that big a jerk not to have said goodbye to Mom before she died. It just wasn't me. I'd apparently gone through all of the stages of grieving already, and now I was going to have to do it again.I looked over at the clock: 9:24. It was, I. The three men were about the same age as her boss, in their sixties. All had white hair except for her boss, who was almost bald. Each of them would be considered overweight. They all had the executive look about them. She knew they were important, rich people.Mary was dressed in her new two-piece light-blue bikini that Mr. Wirly purchased for her. It covered very little so she also wore the coverup top that came with the suit. Even with the cover, much of her body showed and the three men. .. a much younger sister ... a sister sent to the United States to learn a little humility ... and a little humanity. A sister sent to me...”“Let me guess, Annalise Guerrero-Burgos y Fernández de Córdoba.”“Got it on the first try.” He said.“A sister sent to me for safe keeping ... I did the best I could. Then you and she paraded your barely dressed bodies in front of the worst possible selection of reprobates this side of the Left Coast.”Admiral Turner interrupted, “Do you have any idea which.