Something slinky and sexy. Wouldn't that give her more confidence if she felt more sexy? Slipping into a pair of jeans and a sweater, Jamie headed out...to the mall. Victoria's Secret seemed like the perfect place to start. Moving up and down the racks, Jamie saw vibrant colors, soft, silky materials, and nothing that seemed just right. Somewhere along the line, Jamie's mind had moved into the "trashy is dominant" mode. On the other side of the mall, tucked in one of the corners, was another. Just trim that bush up and then pierce her belly button and ears. I’ll see to your needs, Franny? ?Okay, okay. Just making an observation is all. Don’t shoot the messenger....? Franny finished up with my pubic hair and then stood up. ? I’ll teach you how to shave your pits first, then your legs.? She lathered me up and instructed me how to use the razor, which direction to go, keeping it clean. She did one of my pits and then she watched while I did the other. We did the same thing. She didn’t wear makeup or jewelry. Nor did the auburn haired teen dress like she wanted it. Cassandra was the hot girl next door. Which in Dave’s case was quite literal.Dave suddenly felt himself conflicted. His dick and his ego warred against his better judgment.“Fuck it!” Dave said to himself. “I’m going for it!”With a cocky walk Dave quickly covered the short distance to his sister’s car. Opening the passenger side door the brash teen let himself in.“You didn’t buy much.” Cassandra. "Governor," he said slowly, "I'm not sure we can do that." Oh?" Whiting asked, raising her eyebrows. "And why not?" The 459 is expensive to manufacture Governor," he explained. "It's a specialty piece of equipment. In order to obtain the supplies needed for production of the 459 — the extractors, the combat computers, even the storage tanks — that will require much more money than we have available in liquid assets at the time being. And under the circumstances I'm not sure that the other.