‘Well considering Brian’s obsession on getting Brianna’s legs working again, a breakthrough might have been accomplished somewhere.’ Laria int...rjected. ‘Don’t get my hopes Lar, you know I’d LOVE to be able to walk again. But that’s something that’ll never happen.’ Brianna said sadly, giving her right leg as hard a slap as she could. ‘My hand may sting but my leg is still dead as roadkill and won’t ever get any better. If you’ll excuse me.’ With that she maneuvered her wheelchair from the table. I did get one new idea. Don't know why I didn't think of it sooner. Anne's mother asked about it: Virtual Clothing. I'm going to see how we can make transfers that would go on large areas and end up looking like a dress, or a shirt or something like that. As long as the technology holds up, our costs won't change and this stuff is cheap to produce. But we should be able to get a lot more money for a virtual dress."We didn't have any technical problems at New Years, thank God. Nobody got The. .." But nothing. We need the money. And it's a job."I knew Elise was right. I knew I was trapped and had to take the job. Desperation does that to a man. I glanced at Anya. "So how will this work?"Anya bit her lower lip. More bad news. "You'll have to have a pass for as long as your trip." I'll stay a girl the whole time?"Anya nodded. I let my head fall into my hand, the heavy weight of my thoughts propped up by my elbow and the arm of the chair. I felt the weight of the world on me -. Liz's panties had ridden up into her ass crack, a sight I wasn't pleased with, and so I repositioned them."What are you doing?" irately cried, Liz. I needed to stamp my authority immediately or lose my job."Silence!" I bellowed and spanked Liz hard on her bony little bottom.Liz screamed shamelessly, letting it out."Spank, spank, spank, spank, spank!" chanted the girls, and I quickly reeled off two quick hard spanks that took Liz to one long continuous screech. It was fast and merciful, and Liz.