Give me a hand with all of the locks and switches on this thing, Jeanne." After letting the machine completely cycle down and power off, the girls unf...stened the locking mechanisms on the Plexiglas cover. Steam and mist were released into the air. When it had cleared, both Jeanne and Barocca stared in awe and wonder at what they had just created. A perfect duplicate of Barocca was lying on the surface of the chamber of the machine. From her soft curly hair, to her beautifully defined face. ’ ‘And that’s what you want?’ Jen asked me. ‘I can’t imagine anything better in life.’ We were sitting on the bank of the river, not too steeply sloped, and softly grassy, and Jen’s response to that was to get on my lap, facing me, and start kissing. I was sort of leaning back, using my arms to support both of us, when Jen started tugging at my t-shirt, pulling it off of me. That meant sitting up a bit more, and this looked like it was going to be a very fun trip to the river. It was a bit. In the bedroom he still said hewasn't putting on a dress. Clara grabbed the first thing handy,Jan's long handled hairbrush, and started spanking him. She toldhim she would stop when he agreed to put on the dress. He startedcrying. Monique heard everything through the open window and smiledwhen the crying started. After eighteen smacks, Ben agreed. Clarastopped and told him to strip. Jan held out the yellow and the pinkdress. Clara chose the yellow one. Jan got out a full change ofclothes for. Saturday morning came and as usual Kabeer left for work at about 6.30am. I awoke about thirty minutes later and my first thought that day was about the events that might lay ahead. I looked at the clock and worked out that it would be about thirty minutes before Abbu brought me my early morning tea. I slipped into the bathroom to freshen myself up a little and could not resist slipping three fingers into my pussy and had my first of what I hoped would be several orgasms that morning. My plan.