As she stopped, he closed the distance between them and pulled her into a hug.Ellie thought it was normal as they often hugged when parting or when he...came to visit. She felt the warmth of his hands through the thin material of her dressing gown and relished his closeness. She felt his hand ruffling her long blonde hair and was acutely aware how her breasts mashed against his chest. She sighed in her comfort, the strength of the muscles in his back. Time suddenly stopped.“What? This feels nice?. She was loud, boisterous siblings and quiet, intimate moments. She was contented domesticity and raucous parties. She was the girl next door and a scarlet seductress. She was the embodiment and realization of all his fantasies and hopes and dreams. He needed to find a way to explain that to her, but he thought it would be best if it was just the two of them for that conversation.He stuck his head through the doorway. “How long are you ladies going to be?” he asked, as a plan began to take. This also meant adding a little show business to the proceedings, even before the Hollywood people got involved. Practically overnight, thousands of pretty young spokesmodels could now aspire to become an Executrix, and they began flocking to auditions for “Executies” (as they became known).These attractive women who might’ve otherwise been hostessing at casinos, or demonstrating products at trade shows, instead found themselves pulling the switches at electric chairs, dropping the blades of. After few moments I realized that people were staring at me and I realized my natural perspiration combined with humidity made my dress’s thin chiffon semitransparent and cling to my body. In other words, to the world I was semi naked and I did not care. I wore no bra or underwear and did not care that people saw my bare as a baby’s bottom pussy.As we got to the pick-up area, my eyes immediately focused on a convertible, yellow Rolls Royce with its distinctive front grill and it’s little.