Jake barely remembered the ride home down I-4. He mind was racing to catch up with the implications of Nina’s sudden appearance. Her showing up actu...ally reinforced his theory that when his body was killed his psyche or soul or whatever you wanted to call it reached out through time and space and found a receptive space to occupy. Why some other dying person’s mind had not made the transfer probably had something to do with compatibility. Something like organ transplants, he guessed, a bad match. It was narrower and much darker, being lit at infrequent intervals with small lamps. The air was cool, dry and permeated with the sweet perfume of cedar and flowers mixed with the musty odor of basement bricks.A short distance beyond the iron doors the floor ran level and branched into a maze of passages. Along each wall was a series of doors. Affixed to the wall beside each door was a bronze plaque bearing a name and date. Kathleen confirmed Jennifer's guess that each door was the entrance to. I saw the lace top of her thigh highs before she sat down. “Hey, Bret. You’re looking good today. Has anyone ever told you that you’re hot?” She asked.“Hey yourself. You look good yourself. Why yes. A few people have told me that. Do I know you?” I replied. “Well, we have a friend in common. She’s here. She wanted to be sure you were who you say you are. And she wasn’t lying. You do look good enough to eat. A girl can never be too careful about meeting people, nowadays.”“You’re right.. She sat back down, now wearing only her thin skirt. I am definitely getting laid I stepped away from my drafting board and drank in her body. Her breasts were small, high on her chest, with small, light pink areolas. Her pointy nipples stood out, erect. They fit her body perfectly, but I wondered again about her age. She slid forward in the chair, her skirt sliding upwards as she moved. Her eyes were staring at my dick, which was pulled over to the side, straining against my jeans..