Chapter 18 - Chapter 18

We sat opposite each other in front of an empty table. He finally took off the mask. It was a blond man whose hair was directed upwards. If I looked him in the eye, I would never call him a kidnapper. He took several deep breaths. "We didn't have clean air for a long time. My name is M.» I looked at him confused, it can never be his real name. "You already know my name, Jack Sherman," I replied without thinking about him. He gave me a file. "He is the first on our list: Nicolas Waren. He is known as the genius because he can rob banks that are impossible to crack. He is in Zurich, Switzerland. Switzerland is one of the richest countries and also a place where they keep millions in a bank." "That means he wants to rob a bank?" I interrupted him. "Not one, but three banks and that one after the other." Surprised, I looked at him. "We don't know where he is. What we do know is that he doesn't work alone. We were able to put in touch with a Miller." I was looking at her picture. Her blue eyes and her grey hair. "Shouldn't I observe from a distance?" I considered the question important. "It's your choice. But you have to kill him. The Mindjumpers have created their test subjects in such a way that you cannot own them. Don't even try!" He stayed silent for a while before asking me if I was ready. I nodded. I closed my eyes and within seconds, I was sitting on a chair. Hair was on my neck. I wasn't used to that. I was wider and thicker, also had a dress on. I didn't have a plan for what to do in the old woman's body if Nicolas knocked on the door and he realized I wasn't her. While I was thinking, a black hangover appeared in front of me. All my fears seemed to be gone when it came to my mind that I could also, probably, own the body of a cat. Within a short time, I was sitting on the floor looking up at the woman who suddenly took me in her hands and got up. Ch felt like I was flying through the air, like I was free. While she was looking for cat food, which I would never eat anyway, her house bell sounded. "I'm coming," she shouted loudly, then ran to the door. My curiosity didn't stop me from running to the door. When she opened the door, a woman with blond curly hair, a blue striped shirt, a longer skirt and sports shoes was lining up. They talked about the holidays. Apparently, the woman had just come out of these. Suddenly, she took me in her hands and started stroking me. "Mr. Kitty, let's go home!" She thanked the cat for taking care of her before she left. I was not allowed to let the older woman out of my sight. She took me to her house opposite. She put me on the floor, locked the door behind her before she disappeared into one. I was looking for a window, but as a little cat I have to find something. Without having any other choice, I climbed the grand staircase that was in the corridor up to the first floor. I shifted my weight to the hind legs so that I could get one step further with the front legs. With my hind legs I cushioned myself from the ground and jumped on the step. So after a long walk I came to the first floor. Slowly I walked through the corridor where everything was quiet. Only a cold air came towards me. I knew immediately that it was an open window. In any case, I followed the cold air. No matter where I looked, all doors were closed, except for one that belonged to a teenager. As soon as I saw her open window, I entered her territory without drawing her attention to me. She sat on her bed with earplugs in her ear. When I saw them, she took them off and grabbed me. She grabbed me, like her mother, by my belly. I was cramped. It was unusual. "Mr. Kitty, where have you been. I missed you. You me too?" she played with the nose of the cat, which was mine at the time. She had been holding me for a long time, started cuddling me. I didn't have time to cuddle, the next time she opened her eyes, I had owned her. I felt weird. I had a piercing with my pointed nose that was constantly swaying back and forth. After I get up, I felt my breasts, which were not so big, but rather small. I felt heavenly. I didn't feel that feeling for a long time. Excited and at the task, where definitely nothing happened, the mother came to my room. From a distance, she began to call for a maiden name. She opened the door, everything was flashing around. "Riley, why don't you answer?" she shouted. "I was busy." "What are you doing now?" "I enjoy my view." She shook her head: "Did you take out the garbage?" I looked at her insecurely. "Haven't I?" «Riley!», she began to raise the tone again: «I don't have time to discuss with you. Just do it." "Ok, I'll do it" I looked outside again, didn't happen. I went down in front of the mother. "Where is the garbage bag?" I asked. "In the kitchen." Although I didn't know where the kitchen was, it was certainly somewhere downstairs. As soon as I found the garbage bag, I carried it outside. I was approaching the garbage can when the older woman came out from across the street. I returned to the house. Riley's mother stood dressed at the door. "Where are you going?" «Shopping» «With your car?» She looked at me critically. "Do you feel good today?" she asked me warmly. I nodded. The next time I opened my eyes, I held Riley's face in my hand. She looked at me. "Should I buy you anything else?" I asked her as a distraction. "Maybe the cute pole you always bought me." "No problem." I said goodbye to Riley before leaving the house. The older woman waved at me. I replied. An old car came towards her that stopped in front of her. She got in. I ran at a fast pace into her car, which was in the parking lot. I had never learned to drive, but it wasn't that hard. I turned on the engine. Gear switch, throttle switch, as the car jumped forward. I drove so slowly that they wouldn't see me. It took thirty minutes for them to stop in a distant neighborhood. A man helped her out by grabbing her arms. He often looked backwards. At first I was disappointed. I thought I finally had Nicholas in my hand, but this is getting harder now. I jumped from my mother into the strange man. I held the elderly woman by the arms as she opened the door. A male voice came out of a chair. It was actually a Nicholas who looked at us. "Has anyone followed you?" I said no. "Good," he said, before jumping up and coming to the older woman. "Ms. Lehmann, it's nice to see her. How are they doing?" We stepped in. After a long time sitting on the sofa, Nicholas' daughter Camilla arrived, who then introduced. "What's your plan? How will we rob the banks?" asked Lehmann. "We have minutes until the police come. Miles is waiting for us in the garage," he looked at me. "We will probably have to kill the employees if they don't help us. We will be the first to steal a billion francs. Miles had given me an idea," he looked at me again. "Tell us what you had told me," he urged me. I was nervous, I was sweating. "Me, me, me," I stuttered in Miles' voice. "Do you feel good?" he asked Nicholas. "I just need time," I replied. I got up, walked into the aisle. I was afraid that my camouflage would be exposed. Out of nowhere, Camilla suddenly came. "You don't need to be afraid. I will help. It will all be good," she came closer and closer to me, and she suddenly kissed me. Although I wanted to get out of the situation, the kiss lasted longer than expected. It was my first kiss with her. We closed our eyes. Our tongues moved between our mouths. Sometimes in ours, sometimes in theirs. We enjoyed the kiss as she rolled me along the wall until she stopped. She sank down, undressed. I didn't realize that I was now in a room. She undressed when I realized how I was being seduced by a woman, just incredible. Just before she grabbed me again, I disappeared from Miles' body back into mine.