"No, just hormones." They're lovely." I have you to thank for that." Nonsense. As I said, my brassiere can enhance only those charms thatbelong to you...-whether by God's grace or through a little hormonalassistance." When I saw what your bra does for my figure, I just had to thank you,"Tiffany gushed.Charisma sat on the couch and patted the cushion next to her. "Please,sit."Tiffany sat."Seeing what it does for you--both the inner and the outer you--is allthe thanks I need," Charisma declared. "I. ”She reached over to the cupped hands underneath my face and held them. She kissed them with those soft lips, and closed her eyes. I squeezed one of her hands, and used an exposed thumb to stroke the outside of the mass that was our intertwined hands. Her raven hair was beautiful, a light curl in it that I saw in Vicki’s, her cheekbones high, still speckled with the freckles that she must have had since she was a young girl. Her blue eyes slowly opened, and she smiled. “I’ve been thinking about. He suddenly remembered something….. He had wanting things to be a little more romantic for this special reunion. He turned the corner, slowly and quietly peeking around to check too see that Jenna was still preoccupied with what she’d been doing. Upon seeing her selecting glasses for the bottle of wine he had picked up earlier that day, he hurriedly rushed to the bedroom. When he reached the bedroom, he opened his bag, pulled out a velvet sack and opened it. Inside were rose petals which he. The image was of a young girl, a girl transformed into a doll. Theexquisite dress, the paint, powder, rouges and mascara was purefantasia. It was the purity of youth despoiled by sophistication. Shewas to be seen as an object, a China Doll. Something to disport with, befondled, touched, and played with.The short satin dress, the long silk clad legs beneath gleaming satinpantalets. The exquisite face partly hidden beneath the silk bonnet, thelook and feeling of innocence coupled with the.