. we’re all mind-controlled to serve your family, aren’t we?” Elizabeth Hurley responded now.“That you are, my dear. In fact, I want you to ma...e me a sandwich ... in just your panties,” Ernie beamed as he watched the one-time supermodel who had been with such men as Hugh Grant now stripped down to her silk panties and making a BLT for him.“And ... what do you want from me?” Esme inquired now of Olivia.“I want you to ... bare your tits, so I can suck them. I really want to suck your tits .... What were they talking about? What could they talk about that is so bad? They probably aren’t even talking about sex! Of course they are, you idiot! Even if they are, its what you wanted, right? Sally is way better than those other friends of hers! Be cool! Just don’t fuck it up! Yeah, I trust her. I’m good!”I resolved myself to letting Renee have free rein. I planned to be cool! I was convinced I could handle it. I even believed Renee was no longer angry and now she was curious in the same way. I've got a few upstairs I haven't worn in years and they're too small on me now. Maybe one of them would fit you. Would you like to come upstairs and try some on?"The girl agreed. It was all very pleasant, no hint that either of them had anything else in mind except finding a bikini for Laurie so she could relax in the sun.The girl did seem interested in Brenda's body. Brenda was conscious of that. But the bikini Brenda was wearing hardly covered more than her nipples and crotch and she thought. He's driving a PT Cruiser, for goodness sake. Shit. I missed my chance at the discovery of a lifetime. How in the heck can he look so young and heal so fast? Shit!Turning back to his desk, he signed the releases on Wilson. No use getting sued over this, but somehow I have to run tests on this man. He seems to be a walking fountain of youth. The lab typed and cross-matched his blood, then threw the sample away. Standard procedure, but shit, Wilson wouldn't give us any more! I could have been.