The size of the hands gave away that the wearer was a girl.They were small and pretty. At least, one could guess the hands were pretty.The all-envelop...ng dress had long sleeves, wider at the wrist, like those of amagician?s cape. But there was no chance of the hands? escape, as the wearer?sarms were clad in white rubber gloves that must, to best guess, have run up toher armpits within the dress. The front of the mask over the face had four holes. Each ofthese was exactly circular and less than. We reappliedthe wig, and Gran suggested some perfume. She dabbed a little WhiteShoulders perfume on my neck and wrists, and the sweet, floral scentfilled my head. Then Gran handed me a small black patent leather girl'spurse. "You'll need one of these if we're gong out," she said, and put mylipstick, powder, mascara, and eye shadow inside. "This was Carolyn's,now it's yours." I took MY purse and stood up, straightened MY dress,then checked myself in the mirror. "Just like any woman. . “No, actually, the last thing you said on the subject was, 'Oh for fuck’s sake, Karena, pick one like you always do!'” she said, doing her best to imitate his pissed off voice.“What? Wait, look, okay fine, I said pick one. I didn’t say hire her and fire Reina all in the same day,” Chad growled. “Where the fuck is she anyway?”“I didn’t fire her, I sent her home,” Karena replied calmly. “She is my assistant now, as we discussed, and she wasn’t feeling well, so I sent her home early.”“Not feeling. I held her head still and arched my hips and pushed my cock into her mouth and held still as I felt my balls unloading in her mouth. I could feel the swell and flex of each shot and counted six squirts and then a warm flow that Barbara was unable to swallow. She choked and choked. Cum was dripping down her face, splashed in her eyes and a shot went in her hair. As I lead Barbara from the shower, I picked up a towel and started drying her shoulders and worked my way down her back. Putting my.