My body has healed, and my mind is no longer as fragmented as it was. I know how my new memories work, and I seem to be doing well in establishing new...connections to my old memories."You yourself have told me on several occasions that I have exceeded your expectations. You have assured me that I have a reasonable knowledge of right from wrong. That means I am not a danger to others or myself. I have the means of supporting myself. While I am grateful to you, I am finished with doctors," Jason. "You've got to slow down, Mark," she said as she sat next to me and draped a comforting arm about my shoulders.It wasn't meant to be a sexual gesture, but I'm a healthy man of 22 and Jessica wasn't wearing anything except the nearly-transparent silk kimono that was practically her uniform around the house. When she was that close to me, I couldn't help but see the dark outline of her proud nipples through the thin fabric."I'm too young to slow down, Sis" I grumbled, turning slightly.My face was. They then polished off a bottle of champagne...whereupon Joani (her real name?) excused herself and left the living room. She was back in a flash dressed only in a black g-string, black nylons, black high heels and a pair of leg garters that boldly read: "WHORE."Joani had smiled and sat down beside him, placing her right hand on his inner thigh. In a husky voice, Joani said, "I want you to tie me up by my wrists to a ceiling hook and then tickle me with my feather whip/tickler. Then gently run. In two hundred years we humans expanded from one billion to over seven billion."The funny thing about 'classified information' is that the TOP SECRET label will persist long past the need for keeping facts hidden from the world. An example is the secret accords between European 'neutral' nations and the warring Allied powers over the return of Allied fliers that survived destruction of their aircraft over Nazi-occupied Europe. Not just the fly-boys, either; many spies crossed 'neutral'.