Practically overnight, thousands of pretty young spokesmodels could now aspire to become an Executrix, and they began flocking to auditions for “Exe...uties” (as they became known).These attractive women who might’ve otherwise been hostessing at casinos, or demonstrating products at trade shows, instead found themselves pulling the switches at electric chairs, dropping the blades of guillotines, fastening nooses around men’s necks and pulling the triggers in firing squads, among other. Well, that night when I went into the Minit Mart, this time Lana was more than ready for me. And I was just as ready and horny for her. As I put my coffee up on the counter to pay for it, I also spotted a special offer on certain candy bars that I like so I bought half a dozen of those as well. As Lana had taken my money and bent over to get a plastic bag to put my candy in, once again she gave me such a cock-hardening view down her top that I could feel my cock growing hard. Lana didn't really. It wasn’t their fault and they were too young to understand any of this.The two little adorable girls came out and wrapped themselves around my legs. I lifted each and gave them proper hugs and took them to the SUV.I couldn’t believe how few items they had. All they had filled less than half of her car’s trunk. It took only few minutes to get their stuff stored in my car’s big trunk and their booster seats installed with them strapped in.By now it was nearly 2:30am and I was too tired to drive. But the perverted expressions on the baldy’s face were enough to aggravate me even more. He was enjoying it. Days passed and his lessons continued. I watched while he taught my mother to stitch blouses. He told her to strip and try out the blouse every time a minor adjustment was made.She got used to it, so much that she wouldn’t even wait for me to leave. She would quickly take off her sari to try out the blouse. Soon I started staying in the room while she tried out the blouses. She would.