He said I worked hard and was quite skilled, and was good with Jess. He offered me a salary position. I needed the job so I said I would stay on ...or a while. He said it would be good for jess to have me around for a while. I didn't really know what he meant so I just shrugged it off. We needed some grease, so I went through the barn to get some while Tim was moving the combine out to the lot so we could grease it. I walked into the pens to check the calves along the way. as I walked. Make that good fake papers including a passport and credit cards. Nobody could do anything today without credit cards. I had replaced the thin flat high carbon steel throwing knives I habitually carried. One in my boot and the other on the heavy braided leather cord across my throat, the knife hanging down my back. Now they were some non metallic ceramic substitutes I’d had Molly whip up for me, knives that didn’t set off every metal detector I went through. Oh, I know they make non metallic. We fell back into our Friday night date routine throughout March. Each date ended with an intense but short groping session. My hands and lips were intimately familiar with every inch of her boobs. There were a few short forays below the waist but they were fended off swiftly. I was encouraged when Missy began to explore a little, too, moving from rubbing my erection through my jeans to sliding her hand into my underwear and onto my cock. I never actually removed my pants, and Missy never. “Assuming he didn’t will himself to forget. The Coalition used memory tampering far more than we ever did and hence tended to be much better at it.”“Yes, they used it to keep control of various politicians, at least until their numbers being reduced by our successes made it far more problematic for them,” I nodded.“I’ve reduced the stress for you, Brianna,” Benjamin added. “But I haven’t removed the knowledge, just made it more liveable for you, at least until you know.”“Thank you, Benjamin..