And plenty of it. The trouble was the dress she wore covered none of it. With every little movement she made her breasts just wobbled on the top beca...se there was so much showing. And we are going to be running around with a lot of bending! I asked whether she had another dress. She said she brought only one. It wasn’t that I did not like the dress. She looked stunning in it. It was the vultures I was worried about. My mother dropped us at tennis and said they might be a little late. I said. We were almost at her bedroom door when she looked over my shoulder and said, "Hi, Astrid!"Astrid was lying on the couch smiling at both of us. She was Kiki's opposite in every way. Tall, very slender- a models build, Nordic looking with high cheekbones. She was wearing a thin white T-shirt and jean shorts. She spoke with a slight accent."Kiki, what have you brought home?" This is Tommy, say hello to Astrid, Tommy."I said hello. This was weird even for New York standards. Kiki still had her. I assume that under that '1928' warpaint is something considerably more modern?" Yes, indeed," the chief of the proud little band boasted. "The alloys she's made from are the strongest we could choose, and the tires only look like rubber – they'll still function on a frigid Thule winter's night. The AI can operate her if it needs to, we don't even need to drive her. And the hose isn't the old 1928 rubber and linen either." He opened up the side and rear compartments to reveal the most advanced. I mean no. I already knew him. Just-" Wow, so we have a candidate?" Candidate," she chuckled. "Yes, I guess... We have a candidate. I mean... if you like."I felt the butterflies in my stomach. "Of course! You know that I was waiting for this since a long while." I smiled encouragingly. Finally, it was happening. I had waited impatiently since she told me that she will seriously consider my offer. It was our long-running fantasy, we were talking about it during sex. I would tell her to close her.