I even bought a wig and a pair of heels, which to be honest was a bit awkward buying. So the same night I got home, i went for a long hot shower. I sh...ved all my pubic hair, i trimmed all the hair on my hands & legs. I then wore my new wig. I came out of the bathroom naked, my body emitted a fragrance due to the new cosmetic products.I had picked out the same black panties, I chose a black bra. I found a pair of jeans in my sisters cupboard, which fitted me well. The jeans were tight and body. Frank started becoming bolder with his touches, and started rubbing my thigh continuously and making his way up to my hip and side. He was just lightly tracing random designs and it was an enormous turn on for me. I started just looking up into his eyes. He so reminded me of George. His personality, his likes, dislikes, and even his physical characteristics. He almost had the same blue eyes. Just a few shades off. I think that’s why I liked him, was just because he reminded me so much of. She found that his quarters were not so far from hers. He opened the door, and she followed him inside. Damian had a three-room suite. The main room was a living quarters, with a fully stocked pantry, a stove for cooking, places to sit and eat, and sections for leisure.She saw a door that led to a bedroom. It was small, but still large enough to have room to move about while housing a king-size bed and other furnishings.The third room was the man's laboratory, where he walked to now. It was. She was wearing sunset orange dress, that followed her smoothcurves down from her cleavage, to the well-sculpted waistline. Fromthere the dress flared out and flowed gracefully to the ground. Onecould not see her shoes, but as she walked up the stairs to the chateau,their worth definitely resonated in the soft clicking. The only thing that could possibly match the appeal of her body was herface. Devoid of any imperfections and wrinkles (afterall, she was just27). A perfect composition of her.