She said she is going to change and come. Although I didn’t want her to I agreed. She came back wearing a translucent peach colored casual shirt wit... black lingerie inside along with nice figure hugging Capri pants which really accentuated her curves. I gulped and tried to focus on something else. The top two buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned giving me more than ample view of her creamy globes. The black bra was doing little to prevent me from being excited either. She was dressed to kill, I. The line was: "Chef Fido's Gourmet Pooch is doggy dee- lishus!"A chick in glasses made us go single file through a door marked "Make Up," where a natty little twerp dusted our tits and asses with anti-shine powder and sent us on our way. Another line formed at the entrance to the actual filming area. Wally and Lenore waved at me and held up crossed fingers as they dragged my tranquillised Mom into the studio. Was Mom ever wasted!I could hear this wild, nervous barking coming from the studio.. "Little? Yes. Cute? She didn't think so. She was petite, and slender, with small boobs and skinny legs. Angel could not image why anyone would want to see her naked. "You know the answer about a cold day in..." He is offering five hundred dollars." He wants to pay five hundred smackeroos to see me naked. What is he, crazy?" Please?" No." He said it would help my raise review that is coming up." The answer is still no."The discussion did not end there. Ron begged and pleaded. He promised her. The skirt of her gown was slit to the hip, and she was sitting in a posture that appeared calculated to open it and display her smooth, shapely legs. The neckline of the black satin gown was disconcertingly low, and contrasted strikingly with her milk white bosom. He realized he was staring, and jerked his eyes up to her face. She saw his confusion, and smiled."It is all right," she spoke in a tone of quiet amusement. "Finish your tea. Relax. I want you to feel comfortable." I didn't mean to.