"D'you think I'm pretty?" she asked her uncle, the wine thickening her voice.At this point Arnie was practically hypnotized by the sight of the naked ...eenaged cunt before him. With her skirt gone, Christy had raised her knees so her sleek thighs parted. Between them, her silken cunt-bush framed the pink slit of her parted cunt-lips."Well?" She prompted her tongue-tied uncle for an opinion."Y-you're beautiful. Only word I can think of," Arnie finally stammered. "But it's not good enough for a. .. and something indistinguishably small in the other...His senses sharply peaked.“Yeah.. and no..” He finally sighed between his large muffling hands.“I've still got more to do... I just...” he reflexively sat up, as she stood directly above him, her finger lightly drawing his chin to her meet her concerned gaze. She was looking down at him with her sad, knowing eyes.It was to much.She released him, and his head dropped once more, resting this time against her plush waist.“...I don't know what. ’ You could only watch as your father nodded his agreement, a sign which brought tears to your eyes. To be married off like some prize to be won in a contest like those at the Reaping fair, like a symbol to validate a man was not the lot in life you had pictured. That night, as the castle slept you dressed. The clothes were some you had taken great stealth in procuring, the look when finished like that of one of the peasant girls who were from the local village. Your dark hair cascading down. “Now, I came into HR for something else…” as Reuben and Tina get back to their professional personas.Reuben strolls into the mall food court and spies Tina immediately. Not hard to miss that luscious red hair. “Hi Reuben. Are you ready to be introduced to something totally alien, like walking into Victoria’s Secret?” grinned Tina. “Let’s do it,” Reuben says. Reuben is amazed at the sheer volume of different sorts of lingerie. He didn’t know where to start, but Tina led the way. “Reuben, what do.