"Tricia, are you sure that you want this?" Dirk simply asked her."Oh, she wants it, alright. Just look at her face. She wants it very badly. My little...Trish wants to belong to you. She probably thinks that she already does, just wants it to be a physical fact at last. Don't worry, we'll hold off on the final step until her birthday, but I hope that you claim her then, make her yours in every sense of the word. She no doubt would stay with you even if she became a sponsor, wouldn't you, Trish?". In weird way, it was more like I had possessedher, replaced her soul and took over her life as well as her characterby accessing her mind. It's still the old Kimberly. As far as I knew, Iwas always the only Kimberly Goldman.Kimberly might never exist. The Goldmans could be just a set ofidentities created by the agency to serve as a "safe house" - or "safebodies" to be more exact. Or as a training facilities for senior agentsto train their newbies like me. I imagined that numerous agents. When the southward growth finally stopped, it began to grow hard. Richard felt an unsettling calm fall over his body. It was now that he realized the rest of his body was mostly numb, but the heat and pleasure radiating from his crotch was too much to care about anything else.Suddenly, he stepped forward.Richard paused for a moment, not remembering making that conscious decision. He took another. That time Richard was certain he wasn't walking himself. He began to panic, but found he was not in. Newton won't let me see them or her. Okay, I will call you back when I know more."As soon as she hung up, two security force officers pulled up in front of the house.One of them was Haygood Johnson, a dear friend of Petra's."Hi, Petra," Haygood said. What is going on?" Hi Hay, I think we have a couple of children inside that are in danger."She handed him the school file. He could see Mrs. Newton."Ma'am, I need you to step out here please." I can't. Max told me to stay in the house and not to.