We did our best to fit in. Olivia was wearing a peachy sarong over blue bikini bottoms, and a tight white t-shirt with no bra, it hugged her slim figu...e and breasts, nipples clearly poking out. She wore a little make up as well, we werent planning on going in the sea just yet. I wore boardshorts and a baggy shirt as a boner precaution. Hey, I said over the humdrum of people and cars, she looked up from my shoulder, into my eyes, Kiss me. Her eyebrows raised and she glanced around. Our eyes. Today my red headed, pale creature, you will be serving a new master today. He is known as Evil Dong. You will learn why. My avatar was escorted to the salon. As always by gorgeous creatures who serve Mistress Tara. Today, I had Zac. He stood over 6 feet 5 inches, blue in complexion, chiseled good looks, and body that looked perfectly sculpted. Funny all that body and he had a small jimmy! Zac took me to the salon and this time had me beautified. My avatar looked like a mystical fire. I could hear right away that I wasn't going to be able to imitate his voice. He had a voice that was made for radio. It was low, like James Earl Jones', and clear and resonant. I can talk down in that register, but I can't get the resonance. I nearly shrugged and left her to her chat.His words stopped me. He greeted her, but then quickly apologized for being in a hurry. His wife had made plans for them to step out, and he needed to leave right away. In an almost desperate tone, he pleaded for a. It might have been made of sweater type material, but it exposed way too much skin for it ever to have been meant for warmth. The sleeves were short and the shoulders bare. It was also cropped short, about belly-button length, leaving several inches of deliciously bare midriff. Daddy wasn’t too keen on this, even when I was fourteen. He would absolutely have a fit if he knew I was still wearing it. It could be pulled down to expose as much of her chest as she desired, but at a minimum it was.