So who are they, Sasha. Whores? Or is it a mistress?”“I’m with you, Kris,” he argues.“Obviously,” Kristina sighs. “Let’s find out if I...have any appeal to you left. Make love to me, Sasha, the way we used to do, the way Chanda did, with fingers, lips and tongue. Make me ready for your cock.”He does, starting with a loving stare. Chanda can see it, but can sense the lack of heat. His cooling her ardor. The kiss, though clearly loving, also seems perfunctory, and he moves on sooner than Chanda. " Oh Yes Miss Annie, I cant wait to see how pretty I will look," Can Iwear a sexy dress too?" Certainly Brenda. Now let's go pick something nice for you." And weheaded to my room. "Let's start with a pair of those pretty crotchlesspanties again, you look so pretty with them. Maybe the pink one's todayfor my little girl, and matching pink thigh high stocking with thelittle bows at the tops. Oh you do look delicious like this baby girl.And these pink ballet flats I got you will look adorable too.. Eventually the conversation turned to the tonight's festivities of the wedding. The guys left us saying they wouldn't see us again until the wedding."Alright well we have a wedding to get ready for!" Jenny said. "We need to pull together an outfit for you and I made an appointment for you to get a Brazilian wax. I know you are mostly smooth anyways, but this will drive him wild." Any thoughts on the type of dress you want to wear?" Rebecca asked."Is this too slutty, but I was thinking no. Her body was just as he had imagined in the dim light of the dance studio overlooking the dense city. A vision of perfection and soothing innocence. He stood and admired not touching her for a moment and they locked eyes, it was back on. Theresa now jumping into Georgio’s arms with grace as she did when dancing. Georgio caught her around his waste taking in her kiss as he did. He wanted her now more than ever. Removing his underwear with one hand he moved them to the mirror wall of the studio.