"What?" I asked."I'm not in my body right now. Does legal ownership go with the body, orwith the mind?" Uh..." Like, I don't have my ID on me. I can't... prove that I'm Cindy Xia rightnow. If I pull out my wallet, I have your ID. But legally, it's Cindythat owns the car. And pays for the insurance." I'll let you borrow it anytime you like," I joked."It's not like the police can scan your soul to confirm your identity. Ifeel like all of my possessions have been stolen, in addition to mybody."I. Her pussy was having convolutions, squeezing his fingers harder than they ever did her.He held her on his lap just like a little baby, still finger fucking her while he was petting the rest of her body. She kept cumming, she couldn't stop, each time she came it was harder than the last. He now had his whole hand in her little pussy, she couldn't believe it, he was fisting her pussy. He laid her across his lap, his hand was fucking her pussy faster and faster. How much more could she cum? orgasm. Once I got home I sat the package on my bed as I looked down at it, both excited and nervous. I began to undo the plain brown wrapping only to reveal a box wrapped in satin finish red paper with a note on top. I opened the note as I sat the shiny package on my lap. I smiled at seeing your handwriting and smelling your scent on the note card. The note had instructions.Right above the instruction list was a brief paragraph; you assured me how you realize that I'm shy about sending photos to you. She would however, for a friend, use herself as a method for his destruction. She had a cousin who was very much in to hypnosis, and she was going to ask her to create a special tape just for Frank which would be duplicated and put onto an MP3 player exactly like the one he has now. She would then “give in” to Frank’s pitch and once in his bedroom, switch the new player for the old. Right at the last minute, she would have “second thoughts” and get dressed and leave. Joyce enjoyed the idea of.