I could see myself in an ornate mirror across the living room. I wasnaked. I had long blond hair and ... tits ... nice firm round ones withseamless sm...oth pink skin. No nipples. My waist was tiny and I had well-padded hips. I was everything the ideal dressing-up companion should be,all curves, long neck, manicured fingernails, perfect lips paintedforever red -- just what a child might imagine as a full-sized plaything."Who are you?" asked the mother. I smiled, thinking that I'm just me,glad to. Now she said maybe this would help and she started rubbing her pussy over her panties and I was ready to loose all control. How I was holding back I have no clue to this day. As I was ready to give in she removed her panties and asked if this would help me to jerk off now.There was my older sister, nice dark tan with no tan lines big ass tits and a very nice trimmed pussy. It did not matter any more I had to do it, I did not care what I had on or who may walk in I started jerking off and in no. The only thing that's going to count with her is how well you treat me. She's looking for indications that you might be a cousin of Craig Munger." Who?" My father, Dan. And she'll be watching for any similarities between you and Mr. Wonderful." Who?" Dan said, thinking that Susan was talking in circles."Mr. Wonderful. You know. My ex-fiancé." Two gentlemen best known for their premature departures from the scene. I guess if I start a game against the Nationals and your mother's in the stands,. During the day, when he is in his new lair, I won't be of much help."Tom's shoulders slumped slightly. "Ok. Do you think he'll come looking for you?"Mia shivered, "Yes. That is almost a certainty. Whether it's to reclaim his lost toy or to punish me for my betrayal of him, he will come."Far more gently, Tom asked, "When he does, would you be willing to be, well, bait is really the only way to describe it?"Mia nodded quickly, "Of course. When he comes for me, I would much prefer that he walk.