Lori smiled and held out her hand. "It's nice to meet you, ah, ah, is itFrances or Francine?"Almost by reflex the dazed young man took the outstretch...d hand. "Um, well,actually, it's just a nickname, oh, it's, ah Frankie," he said in a voicejust above a whisper."Well then Frankie, let's get started and please do have a seat. May I takeyour purse for you. I'll just put it behind the counter while we do yourmake-over. Oh, and would you like to put your sunglasses in your purse?"Frankie bowed. The jacket was last. Cassandra told me to make myself look as tough as needed, I would have to zip it all the way up, including the short, stiff collar. I didn't have a problem with that. The problem was, I would sweat heavily in the thing. I grabbed my t-shirt and pulled it on first. Since no one would see the shirt, I didn't see a problem with that. Then I pulled on the jacket and zipped it up.Looking at myself in the mirror, it was hard to believe that I was the one filling out the jacket. "Mommy," Becky said, "would it be all right if someone fucked me now? You told me how much you liked having a cock in your ass and pussy at the same time, so I'd like to try it." Oh Becky, I'm not sure if the first time you have a cock in your cunt you should have one in your ass too; it might be too much," Mary replied.She was also being fucked by one of the teenagers; sitting on his lap just like Becky was on mine. And just like her daughter she was doing all the work; raising and lowering. Playboy models are right in your age range now. You should go for it. You only live once, right?”“Mom would fucking freak,” said Annie.“She doesn’t even have to know unless you become Playboy’s centerfold or something like that,” I quickly pointed out.“Yeah, I guess if it made the six o’clock news I’d have to tell her,” laughed Annie.“Can I make a suggestion?” I proposed.“What?”“Let’s try taking some pictures with my real camera. No one even uses Polaroids anymore. Let’s set it up the right way.