She was amazed at how quickly she clicked the link. ‘I’m holding another of My ‘Good Samaritan’ auctions,’ she read. ‘Just email me a name... and that girl is yours, mind, body and soul. For as long as you want her. For whatever you want to do with her. Risk free. For just twenty dollars. Not a bad deal, right?’ It sounded too good to be true. It had to be a gag, a joke, a scam, a fake…Sylvia looked at the seller profile. ‘Madame Isabelle,’ it read, with the number 19,643 in parentheses next to. A nice enough boy, but not good enough for my little girl. I nodded my agreement and she walked away, busily talking to her guy. As I made my way up the stairs, I noticed that her bedroom door was ajar. Anticipation gripped me as my feet moved slowly towards the door. I peeked inside and was delighted by the view. There was Natalie, lounging on the bed, in just a pair of pale orange panties. My eyes roamed her beautiful form. She was lightly running her hand over her smooth thigh as she read. For 44 years of age, she had a great body. Her tits were fairly large though they were sagging a bit with age. Her ass was the main thing you'd notice about her if you saw her on the street, plump and juicy. Like any other horny pubescent teen, I had the hots for her.A couple of months after the divorce, a few of mom's girlfriends had convinced her to come out with them for drinks at a club in town. Probably they thought that since she seemed to be down all the time, going out would cheer her. I think they've beenkeeping it a secret intentionally." Where did you get your DNA from?" Over the past twenty years, we've collected DNA from our models. A hairhere, a toothbrush there." Two more questions." I'm at your disposal." Let's assume this works. Would I have to relearn how to walk, talk, oreven model?" Yes and no. You've had no experience modeling and thus this is somethingnew you'd need to learn. Walking, talking, and all regular bodilyfunctions would happen almost immediately,.