" She held up the bathing suits. "May not need these." Babe, don't need to cover that body."Brenda turned and wiggled her butt at me then gave it a sl...ap. "Glad you like it." Like it all. Sweet tasting pussy too."She zipped the suitcase up and sat it against the wall. Lying next to me, her face resting on her palm, elbow on the bed, she lazily rubbed a finger over my breast, my nipple, as she looked down at me. "How did I get so lucky yesterday?" Her hand slipped under my t-shirt and rested on. I thought I’d turn around and there he’d be, standing right behind me. Holding the whi I don’t know what to do. I wish My daughter seems to be doing a better job of forgetting than I am. God bless her. I wish I knew how she did it… ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Diary Fragment, Two of Eight: –est results came back clean this morning. I’m assuming it is safe enough to extend those results to Rachel, too. Small merc– ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~. Now the level of re-sequencing for them is quite high. The new personalities you want created for them may take more than one session to complete. But be reassured, it will be done." And the Summers girl?" Becker asked."She and her class will be taken to what is known as the white room. It is on the mental augmentation floor. Once inside, a neural flash will be emitted. It will put them all in a trance like state. That will allow us to implant them with memories of a false class field. There had been no chance that Susan would make a move on her while they worked together. She knew enough from the things they had talked about, that Amber was not happy with her sex life and was damn sure she would eat pussy. Amber's husband had been promoted and she had quit to be a full time housewife. About three months later she had called Susan on a Saturday morning and asked if she could stop by and talk for awhile.As Susan told it, she had known, "There would be a some pussy eating going.