. of getting to ... with you..."Nate felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him once again. He looked away from Lizzie in an attempt to hide it. It di...n't work."Oh, Mr. S.!" Lizzie said. "It's sooooo cute that you're embarrassed to talk about this!" I'm sorry again, Lizzie. I really shouldn't be speaking to you about all that." No, seriously, Mr. S. It's totally, totally fine. I don't mind at all. Nobody ever talks to me like this ... so seriously, I mean. I actually really appreciate you being. Spending time with me has really turned his world upside down. He seems OK with what he's learned but it hasn't been easy. I have to put my phone away. They just sounded the buzzer. I'll give you a call tomorrow." One more thing," Robert said. "Honey, I will judge him on his actions toward you. I give you my promise. But you have to understand that I have very little control over what your mother does. I do not want anything that happens to ruin what we're starting to develop. I do love you. I. Yours smells so yummy.”Her tongue licked at my thigh. I shuddered as she climbed higher, nearing my pussy and—“No, no, sillyhead. Shopping. We can lick pussies later. Get up.”“Fine,” Janet pouted. Then her eyes widened. “But we get to go shopping!”Veronica let out a murmur, pulling sheets to her.“Shhhh,” I hissed softly. “You’ll wake her. It’s me and you.”“Right, right.” Janet took my hand as she stood up and we headed to the bathroom. We had to make ourselves look beautiful, first.It was so. And weirdly enough, I loved every second of it. Well, almost every second. When I had to be offline, I started to pretend I was Anastasia. I ordered a blond wig and the second it was delivered (two weeks later), I ran to my room to try it on.I wore it haphazardly at first, but at least it covered my real hair. I puckered my lips and, looking in the mirror, I spoke a few words in some affected sultry voice. An Anastasia wannabe stared back at me. She was nowhere near convincing, and I remember.