"Lita nodded politely but then felt Lydia pull her down into her seat sothat she sat in her disciplined position, with her knees together, herhands in...her lap, her head high and her breasts up."You see, Charles, Waverley that is, was growing old. He knew that he hadto transfer into a new frame himself before too long if he wanted to livemuch longer. But Charles was not only incredibly wealthy but was alsovery suspicious. He didn't want there to be any risk of anyoneinterfering with his mind. By the time her shift ended her body said go find out what type of cock he had, to see if measured up to the men in the video, but her mind said to go home and hope he was bluffing about turning her in to her supervisor.He was sitting there reading some erotic stories on his laptop and stroking his cock when he heard a light tap on the door. Standing up, he tucked his cock back in his jeans and went to answer the door. Opening the door, to his surprise, he saw Arleen standing there, head bowed,. Then again, in away, she really did. His thoughts wandered to the evening before. Tammy,dressed in her school uniform, making him dinner, as she used to. Himsitting at the dinner table, watching her work, and giving him a bit of ashow to boost. The outfit had been modified a bit since her school days,and whenever she bent over to get something from a lower shelf, shetended to expose herself. She was a good cook, but her short stature andweakness worked against her.She had struggled with getting. She looked over her shoulder to see him still there ... still looking at her through the window."Good!" he called out. "You ARE home!"Angela ran from the kitchen. Thoroughly flustered, she slipped into her robe and then returned. She opened the door two inches."What are you doing here, Dub?" she asked."Mamma sent me with your pay," he said. He stepped back and held out two chickens. He was holding them by the neck and they were both very dead. "I'm supposed to help you get them ready for the.