We sat there for a good quarter hour, just reveling in our sudden linguistic awakening as we spoke back and forth, switching languages in mid sentence..."Let it settle folks, lets go to the Garden and get a little session in shall we?" I jumped us into the Garden's entry.We took turns walking to the edge of the garden and being greeted by our teacher. I went last."Greetings Dave." My teacher said as he materialized in front of me."Good morning, teacher." Let us walk along this path" the teacher. She lowered her left arm, and lifted the right one, and her slave was already blotting her forearm, her firm triceps, and down the right side. Suddenly, the towel slipped, and for a moment, his fingers touched Mistress' skin, on the flare of her hip, just below her tiny waist. She did not react, but the slave quickly recovered the towel, and continued drying. Wiping down her hips, her buttocks, the backs of her thighs, crouching again to the floor as he gently rubbed her firm calves, her slim. . until the one at the end.The card unlocked it. It was a small conference room, with a screen on the end wall, a projector on a table, and three rows of chairs.They looked around the room, but there wasn’t much else. A cupboard with a few items of stationery, two empty tables, a water thingy, a bin, and that was about it. Sophie looked again at the projector. What was that sticking out? A USB drive.A USB drive!! She took it, obviously. Then, realising they were tired out, they went down back. It would be at the University of Chicago where Fermi had caused the first chain reaction to build the atomic bomb. This way she would be at her apartment at night awaiting Max or Sylvia. Mildred could have her cake and eat it too.Olivia rested her head on Tim's shoulder. They had made love three times and now her husband was taking a short nap. She smiled at her transformation to a man. It was kind of fun fucking a woman with a cock. She had done it to Mildred the same way her husbands had done.