It might be my first clue about the origin of all this power..."I felt Melanie tense under my massage. "What?! What do you mean?" The origin for all t...his power, and what's controlling its growth... It's not just my mind I can't focus back on. I can't lock anybody's mind." Huh?" Melanie sounded perplexed. "But when you accelerate, if the rest of your body is pushed but your brain is not, why doesn't your brain get crushed?" Oh, I don't mean the brain Melanie. I said the mind." Huh?... Go on...". “Yes Master” Amber replied.I could hear the fear in her voice.After an hour passed I saw Jimmy pass my office.“Night boss, see you tomorrow” He said.I waited and still no Amber, so I walked back into the shop to look for her.I found her bent over a Pallet of paper. Her ass and pussy up in the air.I could see Jimmies cum dripping from her pussy.“Amber why did you not come back up front” I asked? “Master Jimmy told me not to move” she replied. “You may move to the floor slave, Assume slave. ”“Well, there’s some evidence – small but statistically significant – that these defects are rising in other ethnic groups too. The amount of intermarriage and cultural transfer between that Asian group and the general population is minuscule, so it must be down either to genetic damage or…”“Or?”“Or a change in behaviour in the mainstream population.”“You mean an increase in marrying cousins?” he asked, not quite understanding.“Maybe,” I replied tentatively. “The statistics are inconclusive on. "I figure we can get a room over there and spend the night. I will lay out the clothes I want you to bring." Then Tim smiled devilishly.Janice knew that something was up. She knew that they wouldn't just be going to see a museum.Later that day Tim loaded a suit carrier into the car with clothes for Janice. He had her dress in a pair of very tight, but not obscene, shorts. She wore a tube top that covered her breasts but still allowed her nipples to be clearly seen. The outfit was risqué.