.. resting," Cherrill said, grinning to herself and mildly blushing."Well, you look," Frank stepped back, boldly appreciating Cherrill's bare, curvy f...gure, "fantastic, as usual. Are you going to offer those lovely tits at one of the shooting galleries?"He was referring to several galleries where machine gun pistols were used to shoot pellets into a Goddess' breast to see if they could completely obliterate her nipple. The little machine guns held a hundred pellets. If you won, you got to fuck. Of all the stores from whom I carried out supplies forfather, it had to be him! "Hello there, little lady -- er, lassie,right?" Er, yes sir." I see you're one pretty popular missy today! We're gonna miss you whenyou fly home." He frowned with an amused smile. "Goodness, you sure dolook like your cousin. Down to the freckles!" Er, he's got more, sir." I wouldn't know about that. I've a photographic memory; couldn't run mystore without one, you know? And your face -- declare, except for thathair. He went in and turned on the light. Now she could see him clearly. He was still erect. He stood in front of the mirror and washed his cock. He pulled up the skin and cleaned well around the rim of the cockhead. Then he rinsed off the soap and at last he wiped it dry. He took a much longer time than before. Lisa was glad for that and she realized that he was showing her his genitals without seeing her. At last he turned off the light and went back to the bedroom.A little later the door was. I ran past my Dad, up the stairs and locked myself in myroom.I had a choice. Either I let my Dad get hold of me and throw me out of thehouse on my naked arse, or I prepare myself now and sneak out with at leastsome clothes and money.I had a glimpse of myself in the mirror.Oh my.I was beautiful.My eyes were their same brown, but much wider. My brown hair tumbled down myback in soft waves and tickled the top of my buttocks. My skin was flawless,not a sign of spots or blemishes.I had also lost a.