I love you, I won't kill you

"Honey, how do you like it here? Well, does it make you feel better?" Grace said softly.

"Uh, it's not bad. It would be even better if there was a barbecue grill here." Amanda turned to face the open space on the side of the lawn, and said with gestures.

"No problem, as long as you like. How about we go get some biscuits and tea?"

"Oh, tea?"

"Yeah. I have some lemon, lavender, chocolate biscuits, and some wild orange blossom herbal tea I bought yesterday, Jasmine Dragon Phoenix Pearl Green Tea, Blueberry Pineapple Hawaiian White Tea. Oh, and there's a tea called ...white Ayurvedic chai tea.” Grace recalled buying the tea at the Arlington Fashion Center on South Hynes Avenue next to the Pentagon.

"Oh, it sounds like it tastes good." Amanda was a little curious about these weird teas.

Janice walked towards Grace's mother and daughter angrily, but she felt more and more strange as she walked.Immediately, he slowed down, stared at Amanda's back with suspicious eyes, and couldn't help thinking seriously, "No, there must be something wrong!"

"That bitch Kaitlyn can't afford a Shelby GT500, and she can't go to ROTC in college."

"So, who is this woman? Could it be Grace's friend? But why haven't I heard that she has a female friend in uniform?"

At this moment, Amanda had heard footsteps coming from behind, and turned around to look at the people behind her.

Janice was suddenly a little nervous when she saw her like this.Immediately afterwards, his eyes closed and his whole body began to twitch.At this time, Grace also saw her, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Janice, what's wrong with you?"

What happened next to Janice was simply unbelievable.However, Grace and her husband Sean, the family nanny Macarena, Brandon and youngest son Ryan all knew that this incident did happen in this family.

"Hi, Grace. Whoa, who is this beautiful, sexy kitten in uniform?" Janice catwalked towards Amanda, winking and sticking out her tongue to lick her upper and lower lips.

"Stop it, Debbie. Where did you get Janice?" Grace sighed, calling Janice's clone by name.

"Oh, well, she's thinking about how she made that mistake. So, I'll put her back to sleep first." Janice, that is, Debbie, has walked to Amanda's side and gently wraps her arms around her. the opponent's waist.

"Grace, can you explain what's going on?" Amanda asked her mother.

At this time, she already felt Debbie's (Janice) right hand stroking her buttocks.She quickly grabbed the hand that was walking on her buttocks, turned around and subdued Debbie to the ground.

"Oh, you hurt me!" Debbie (Janice) let out a cry of pain.

"I don't care if you are Janice or Debbie, you are not allowed to treat me like this." Amanda said angrily.

Grace hurriedly stopped her and said, "Sweetheart, Debbie didn't do it on purpose, let her go."

Then, she yelled in the direction of the living room, "Macarena, come here."

Macarena, a Latina woman in her early 40s, hurried over, "Ma'am."

"Take Debbie back to her own room, and go."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Hey, what you did just now was so cool! Clean your ass and wait for me in the room!" Debbie (Janice) said to Amanda while walking.

Grace stared sideways at Amanda, frowned and said softly, "Sweetheart, I'm sorry. I apologize to you for Debbie's rude behavior just now."

Amanda shook her head, turned back and walked to the living room, "It's nothing, I didn't blame her for sexually harassing me. It's just...I'm curious, why did you call her Debbie just now?"

Grace didn't think deeply about the first half of what she said to her daughter.Just thinking about Janice's question, "DID, have you ever heard of this disease?"

Amanda opened her eyes curiously, "No! DID, what is this disease?"

The two returned to the living room and sat on the sofa.Grace said solemnly to Amanda, "I only found out when Janice went to college. Later, I found a few psychologists and took her to do some psychological counseling."

"The doctor said that this mental illness is called Dissociative Identity Disorder, or DID for short. A multiple personality disorder, which can split in the patient's body into two or more different identities or personality states. Each personality All have relatively long-lasting ways of perceiving, relating, and thinking about the environment and themselves, and have steadily developed their own completely different thinking modes and memory abilities."

"So, you mean Debbie just now..."

"Yes, Debbie is a personality inside Janice. A woman who likes a woman's body," Grace explained.

"Well, I see. So, she has other different personalities?" Amanda asked again.

"Yes, there are three kinds in total. However, as long as you don't put too much pressure on her and take medicine in time, you can control it."

"I see. Uh, Debbie just said that Janice made a mistake..."

"Ma'am, Janice has already taken the medicine and is resting in her room." Macarena, the family nanny, returned to the living room from the second floor and whispered to Grace.

"Okay, I see. What time is it?"

"It's 11:47."

"Uh, go get lunch. Today, Sean won't be home for lunch."

....................

After lunch, Amanda recalled some of the events just now.Asked her mother in a low voice, "Janice just now, oh, it's Debbie. She said that Janice made a mistake, what does that mean?"

Grace shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe Debbie knows something about Janice."

"If you take medicine, will it have some physical impact on Janice herself?"

"This... For now, I can only do this."

When Macarena takes Janice (Debbie) back to her room, she just pretends to take the drug.As soon as the nanny left, he spit out all the medicine in his mouth.This time, she managed to break free from Janice's body, how could she go back easily?

Facing the mirror, she took off Janice's clothes a few times, put her hands on her hips, and stared at her body in the mirror, only wearing bras and panties.Debbie pursed her lips, shook her head and said to the mirror, "Janice, you are too conservative. How can you get a chick with such a dress?"

Debbie didn't care if the curtains were drawn or if there were peepers in the woods, she just took off her bra and panties in front of the mirror.Naked, she opened the closet, whistled and rummaged through the clothes that belonged to "her".

"Ah, my favorite pink thong!" Debbie held up a pair of thongs and admired them, then happily put them on.

"Oh, and my sexy T-shirt." Then, she put on another T-shirt with a large opening and off-the-shoulder.

After changing into low-waisted, cropped beggar jeans, she sat on the dresser and began to put on makeup. After 15 minutes, I was so happy that I stepped on a pair of pink high heels and walked to the door, eavesdropping on the movement in the corridor.

"Well, there's no one outside! Damn it, isn't that chick leaving?" Thinking of this, she turned around and ran to the window.

"Cool, this chick still drives a Shelby GT500. Hang on, do it with her in the car." Debbie stood at the window and laughed.

Before coming out of the room, Debbie deliberately pulled the low-rise jeans down again.Bending over and poking up her buttocks, she looked at the exposed thong belt on her back waist, and patted her round buttocks excitedly.

When she saw the two sitting on the sofa on the first floor, she leaned on the railing of the corridor with both hands, "Hey, sexy little wild cat! Look, am I pretty today?"

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