I'd be flattered." Seriously? Honest and true?"She giggled. "Honest and true," she said, quoting me.I felt my heart almost bursting. I threw my arms a...ound her neck. "Oh,thank you, thank you!"She hugged me back, and after a bit, she let go. "Now," she said,clearing her throat a little, eyes shining bright, "let's finish lunchso we can go already. Okay?" Okay," I answered happily.I took my spoon and finished off my soup, one hand firmly holding on toCassie's right hand. Cassie looked at me as I. As I became a teenager andwanted to 'grow up', the two of us began our ritual where we would put onour best clothes, do our hair and make-up, as if we were going out ondates with two handsome men. Cam always watched us go through ourroutines and I guess wanted to be like his two 'best friends'. When Momheard his question, she turned and looked at him, smiling."No Cameron, that one is torn. That's why Bonnie put it down. Besides,your legs are too short for such a long stocking. You can just wear. .and to you!” Your mother starts to gentle rub your bottom while I continue to move my fingers up and around the lips of your cunt.“It will all be okay. Although the waiting room is pretty full and they are all watching your examination. You can’t say you don’t like it honey. The stream of juices from you is forming a puddle on the floor.” “Mommy, all those people will see my most secret parts. They will learn my secret desires.” “I know honey. None of them mind and they think you are very. That happened six months from now and it started after another successful show from the blonde, who was at the backstage resting after that performance, and the door was knockedKNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!“It’s open!”“Well, Miss Moore? The women you called are here”, said a bald man, apparently her manager or assistant. “Should I let them in?”“Oh, really? Yes, please, bring them in!”After a few seconds, a short-haired blonde wearing a long but somehow revealing dress walked into the dressing room, with.