I slipped in the small foam breast formsI had into the bra (thank God for flat chested little sisters).I went into the bathroom to do my makeup - just...a little blushand some pale pink lipstick to match my nails. I wasn't thatgood with makeup yet, but I thought that this look would beperfect for a young girl anyway." "I put on my mother's pageboy wig and brushed it intoshape. I slipped into the blouse, sash and skirt and steppedinto a pair of brown penny loafers. I pinned the beret onto. ”She took her fingers and went deep into my love hole to get as much of my juices as she could, and then suddenly stopped as her two fingers went all the way to my cervix; she then pulled out her fingers, dripping with my juices, and put them into my open mouth“You slut.” She was still playing the role of my male date. “You led me to believe that you were a virgin and I find out that you don’t have a cherry; who’ve you been fucking?”I whimpered out that I was a virgin but my hymen broke last. I let out a long sigh. "Thank you, My Lady. I have an errand to run, let me walk you back to your room."She didn't want to budge. "What are you going to do?"I took a deep breath and steeled myself. "What I have to, I need to return her to her temple." Lady Megan backed away from me when she understood what I implied."Megan, what would you have me do?" I asked harshly. "If I let her go then she will just come back after me. I can't keep dodging assassins my whole life. They only have to get. .”“How many cocks did he have, Mother? Because mine has two, and they’re both so big that they drag on the floor despite him being the size of two men. And did you have to uproot your entire life to move with him to a cursed hell where every sensation is heightened a hundredfold and every day feels like two years? Did your wedding dress look like this, Mother? Did it?”Aranel’s point was made by spinning around abruptly to face her mother, letting the bare breasts that spilled out of her bustier.