Her pants seemed loose, about to fall off her now slender hips. Like every bimbo, she had a gorgeous face, lush lips, and her brown hair almost shimme...ed with its glossy beauty.“What are we doing with her?” I asked my husband.“No idea,” Frank said as he pulled me to our bed. He sat down then patted his lap. I frowned, then went to sit on his lap. Frank shook his head. “You need to be punished.”My cheeks reddened. “You want to spank me while I'm not a bimbo?”Frank smiled, “Yes.”My pussy. .not verygirlish parts quite well. You'll just have to be careful how you sitdown. Now lets get some makeup on you."Actually, mom had me do my own makeup, using just foundation, and eventhat was very light, plus some blusher on my cheeks. The bra was small,but we stuffed it with nylons, then she held out the skirt. I steppedinto it, then zipped it up, then gave me the white ankle socks to wearwith my gym shoes. The skirt was pale blue with small pleats while thetop was plain white, sleeveless. “I know that girl,” Adrian answered, “she lives in my building.” “Haha… lucky you,” the coach laughed and gave Adrian a jovial slap on the shoulder, “bet she’s a great lay.” “I wouldn’t know,” Adrian answered a little annoyed, “I wonder why she’s doing this.” “Forget about the girl, you’ve got a fight to win,” the coach said determinedly. Anna got off the ring, again with Hank’s help, and the first round started. Adrian was doing great in the first round, he was moving fast and dodging his. The world I was brought into turned me this way. It is adapt or be trampled. You know I will never relinquish the power. It is all just a game to see how powerful I am.As we left for the car Rome whispered to me that she had left to fetch the champagne and she spiked all three with ecstasy. I laughed, no she had made it too easy.Bret Ratkers is a short, chubby, man in his forties. The fact that he is one of the most successful directors in Hollywood, makes him very attractive to wannabe actors.