What could he doto reverse the effect of the Priest-King's alien technology?There had to be something, something... he was an engineer, forGod's sake,...and this mind-link was technology, not magic. Likenothing he had ever encountered before, of course, but his greatstrength as an engineer had been in solving problems, coming upwith solutions when nobody else could. The tougher the challenge,the better he liked it. If this one wasn't so personal... butthere was something niggling at the corner of. I locked them up and threw away the key. With this, I could be even more effective. Suspects would never try to weasel out of crimes. I could just order them to tell the truth.I would have people indoctrinated against Dean Michaels. They would be able to arrest him. Bring him to justice for what he did. He fucked a teenage girl over the hood of her mother’s car. Just pounded her in the cunt. He enjoyed that tight and juicy twat.And she had loved it. She had enjoyed every second of it. A. One hand ran through my long soaking hair as the other continued toplay with my boobs. They changed shape as my hand caressed them, movingthem gently up and down, massaging my nipple with my thumb. I bite mylip as the pleasure sent chills throughout my body. I realised I wasleaning forward with my thighs clenched together, my lady partsyearning for the kind of attention my breast was getting.Keeping one hand feeling up my chest, the other made its way south. Islowly glided my finger over my new. I have lived a privileged life, as did my father. We are both beneficiaries of an enormous wealth created by my Grandfather Bradley Franklin Morrison II. My Grandfather achieved his wealth in the lumber industry and a very lucky discovery of uranium on land he had acquired for the timber. The uranium was discovered almost by accident, and it made a rich man a very rich man. Both my grandfather and my father were womanizers, and my father added a new twist that would become my life’s biggest.