I helped many ofthe younger girls with their costumes. I learned quickly how to pin uphair and put little tiaras in the girl's hair. I helped the litt...e girlswith lipsticks and rouge. I even spritzed a couple girls with perfume asthey giggled out the door. They said it smelled like sweat in thedressing room and I didn't disagree.We practiced for a couple of hours. Cindy's mother picked her up around12:30. We hugged each other and Miss Johnson introduced me as Jamie, oneof Tammy's cousins. It. " That is correct, Concubine Sylvia Harlow," the AI interjected. "You will be returned to this appearance after each pregnancy."David was getting irritated by the AI's habit of using full names and titles when they weren't necessary. "AI, please call us by just our first names when no other people are present." Yes, David," the AI responded."What about hair, Sylvia?" David suggested. "No need to shave if you don't want to." Good, I hate shaving. No hair please, AI."As the hologram changed, all. Grabbing her hips he repositioned her with her ass in the air. Giving it a good spank he stepped back to look and was satisfied with the effect. Pulling up his zipper he grabbed his keys and left the room. She remained still. Fuck toys don’t move.Shadows of late afternoon had drawn to dark when the hotel room door opened again. He had returned. His toy was in the same position, ass in the air. He smiled and once again went and dropped his keys on the night stand. He reached over and checked the. For a long while I enjoyed nothing more than the simple things: seeing her slip on a pair of her red lacy thongs in the morning, the sight of her breasts as she took off her bra. But the more comfortable I began to feel around her the more I felt okay about introducing my fantasies to the conversation. It started innocently enough with disussions about fantasies in general. She told me that the most important thing in her fantasies was how sexy she looked; that it turned her on to think of.