Too hard or too soft, you act on instinct rather than on hard observation and experience. I cannot teach you this part although I've tried to show you...again and again. I can only tell you of the lack."He coughed from deep in his chest."Both of you still act as if the Imperium is the enemy," Benni said. "They are the obstacle. The Vizz are the enemy and these normals are our brothers and sisters. They need us whether or not they realize it. We need them, too. If we are to survive, they must. The realization that this had all been a set up was a bit troubling to me, but I had, thoroughly, enjoyed myself so I couldn’t get too upset about it. Riley caressed my cheek and kissed me again. “Let’s get dressed, I still have to work tonight,” she said, getting up and pulling me with her. We gathered our discarded clothing and dressed in silence. Even with everything I had experienced since meeting Riley, Kate’s offer was shocking to me. Yet again I was learning of a whole world that I never. An hour later Carl watched as I dressed, but this time I wore the right clothes. Panties and a bra stuffed with foam, the tan pantyhose and a waist nipper, then makeup, done a bit better than before, my hair brushed out in the same part, but smoother, rolled under at the ends. The tan skirt, blue top and sandals were added, then he said I was done. I stood there, the image of the icon, waiting, and as the minutes clicked away I began to think this was all a farce. An over active imagination. Hope was resplendent in all black with a matching low cut bodice like my own. Her hair was loose and wild to her shoulders and she wore a lace see through veil over her face in a tarty Arabian style.Faith on the other hand…was in a tuxedo. Okay, at least the top of it was. She wore a tiny black skirt to match her sharp blazer and bow tie. Topped off with fishnets and black fuck me heels.Faith was the “ boy” and Hope came in with her hand resting on the redheads arm. It was incredible and.