Bennett felt the envelope, and seemed to know that he was to sign the receipt, which he did, commenting that his bookkeeper was going to kill him."The...e's still the matter of the barn, Mr. Bennett. Will you loan us the money to build it?"It was obvious that Mr. Bennett was quite taken by the young woman, but he was also cunning, savvy, and cautious."I'll need a day or two to think about loaning you more money. I'll tell you right now that I'll need to see plans for the barn, and the payments. I moved onto the last slave who turned out to be a beefy fellow with a rather small cock. His lack of size, however, had apparently encouraged him to develop exceptional cunt-lapping skills because I had to steel myself from cumming during the short time he lapped. "You will lap my clit during the massage," I ordered him. He was clearly delighted as he responded "Yes, Goddess Barbara."My inspection finished I moved to the massage table. The massage slaves leapt to their feet to assist me. The. . . what possibly might be going on? I'd ask my sister, 'Miss Snoop' knew everything going on in the house.Imagine my surprise, when I got the scoop from 'The Snoop'! She told me that mom had been listening to me masturbate, every summer Sunday this year, possibly it started last year. One time the door to my parent's room had been open, as my sibling passed by. Sis noticed that mom had her ear glued to the bathroom door. I must have been in there as the mower had been quiet for at least. I'm not a techie and I can'ttell you exactly how it works, so all I'll do is repeat what my boss toldme "If you think of it as body swapping then you'll be wrong onpractically every technical level, but right in principle." Thetechnology allowed you to have control over another person's body, whileyour old one is in the control of the person you swapped with. We weregoing to market it to people with severe physical disabilities. Lordalone knows where the new bodies were coming from, guess.