. and tie up and molest and abuse and rape..."And she got to smile again, too. "You can't rape me. It's impossible. You're missing a key piece to that... and you're never going to get it!" Okay, if we're all agreed again, we need to go get some things. Sit up, woman. People are going to think you're easy, or something."After a couple of minutes of aimless driving, I tried again. "Honey, you don't have anything to wear except your skirt and some lipstick. That shirt I've lent you looks awesome,. It amazed her that two cheek pads and shorter sandy blond hair radically changed his looks; not for the better. At least his eyes were still the same.She felt good. Being with Hunter relaxed her; she wasn’t alone. The darkness inside her was muted by a bright, stress-free day, and in no small measure by Hunter. Smiling to herself, she thought back to his firearms story last night. It was so unexpected to discover a humorous side to him. He delivered utter nonsense with such a straight face,. Ever since her first handjob at 12 she knew those were the only skills she wanted to develop to get her through life.Of course being the cliched slutty dumb blonde bimbo she is, and excelling at it, and being the only steady influence in her daughter's life it's no surprise that Tammy turned out just like her mom. Young Tammy is now 18, she has green eyes, dark ginger hair in a bob cut and the typical pale skin most gingers have. She inherited her mother's mammary genes having a set of breasts. Her makeup was subtle and carefullyapplied, her legs covered with tan hold up stocking's, her skirt wasshort and ended a couple of inches above the knee, she wore blackstrappy heels, a white blouse and she held a faux fur coat. A longblonde mix wig came down below her shoulders.Serena looked Maya over and was amazed at the transformation. She couldsee no sign of Mike. All she saw was an amazing looking girl. She smiledand thought that this could be a fun relationship. She would have aboyfriend.