The gown is white and always clings to my pert firm breasts, following their every contour. You can normally make out my nipples as they press against...the cloth. This was my normal attire for Saturday mornings as I was normally home alone. So, here I was, only a few feet from a handsome man. I was normally dressed when he came down for breakfast and felt slightly vulnerable as he sat at the table behind me. The fact I had nothing on under my robe, made me slightly self-conscious. I could feel. My daddy was speaking softly through the phone to me. Aw, did my sweet baby girl come for her daddy? he cooed to me. I wasnt sure if he had orgasmed with me, but at the moment I couldnt care less, I was too winded to think about him getting off. I couldnt even give some tort quip at calling me a baby. He knew that I would cry at how good he could make me feel and he would always make fun of me for it. If I hadnt been out of breath at the time I would have told him that 15-year-old teenage girls. "Oh yes! I'm dying to try it but I'm also a little scared. I'm afraid it won't work, and I'm also afraid it will." I know what you mean. I'll volunteer to be a test subject, but I want to start slow. How about an instant dye job? Visualize me as a bleached blond." Closing her eyes and concentrating in tandem with Alicia produced a hint of a flicker of something. Opening her eyes she looked to Alicia for confirmation. "Did it work?" Oh wow! See for yourself." Alicia said leading Kelly to a full. Sources say her mother was pretty riled up to see how trashy she looked in the Page Six of Monday.The gals, Emma, Amanda, Elizabeth, and Nicky, gathered at Bendel's to shop.They grabbed tons of Dolce & Gabbana, Ralph Lauren, Oscar de la Renta, Prada, and Les Best dresses, claiming they had somewhere fancy to be that weekend.As Emma stripped to her underwear, she heard voices in the massive dressing room next to her."What were you wearing?" a motherly voice hissed."What are you talking about?" a.