We hopped in my truck and she sat right next to me, her hand on my thighs. when we pulled in she gave me a card. It was from tim. I opened it an... there was a letter in side. the letter read: JD:I feel lucky to have you working for me, which is why I let you build on my land. You are a good man, worthy of the best. You have helped my family, and as such, I feel you are a part of this family. Jess is my baby. She is my only heir. But Babies grow up, and so has she. She is. So they only transplant part of the brain ? the part with the person's personality and knowledge and memory, while the part of the brain that controls the involuntary aspects of the body ? reflexes and stuff ? remains. Somehow they manage to piece two brains into one working one."You can understand why this procedure hasn't been legalized ? it has enormous philosophical and moral outcomes. Most people are against such procedures on ethical grounds. But we wanted to try it ? we wanted anything. He could hardly wait.The next morning, Tom got to work first and he'd done quite a bit of writing before Samantha made it into work at about 8:00. He let her get her bearings a bit before he buzzed her to come into his office, and when she opened the door to walk in, Tom was sitting over on the couch beside a nearby wall, waiting for Sam to take the initiative and do the strip tease routine he'd asked her to think about and dress for.Tom felt himself growing very hard and aroused as he awaited. Her tormentors could both still see the plump mound bulging between the backs of her smooth thighs, its central slit and delicate lips glistening under the bright lights. To her absolute mortification she knew that the evidence of her unwanted arousal was now being shamefully revealed! ?SMACK!? The first impact made Diana squeal, not with pain but with outrage. It didn’t particularly hurt but the shock of feeling the woman’s hand actually slap against her bum cheek filled.