"So she drove with me to the mall and during our conversation there I learned that she owned the real state business, and Dad was in a very important ...osition so we didn't have economical problems.The thing that sent shivers to my spine, what I fear now, was her enthusiasm.And I was right; She had me inside almost every shop in the mall. Where I tried on dresses, shoes, skirts, blouses, outfits, and we bought every item necessary for a girl of my age such as accessories, make up, tops, clothes,. The one mention I got was more about how my ass looked than about my dancing. Your sister just can't win.For our next show Grease both Erica and I are part of the Pink Ladies. We don't have starring roles though, just chorus scenes again. It's been a ton of fun even if we don't get to solo.Marilyn did come and watch us perform. She's still looking drained. I mentioned your letter and she admitted that the trainers in her combat medic class have warned her about the same thing you warned about. She was absolutely gorgeous. Just like an older clone of mom. Petite with small titties, tight tummy and a beautiful arse.I remained quiet as she lifted the toilet lid, sat down and started to pee. I was getting really hot and could feel my cock growing rapidly. If I shouted to her again now she would be in a difficult position, naked, peeing and without a towel. I know it was mischievous but couldn't resist. I took a few steps back from the door and then shouted "Grandma, coffee!" and walked. ”“And you’re saying this case has gone sideways.”“Feels that way. Is being an FBI agent any different?”“We rely on the evidence.”“And before you get that evidence?”“I guess. But why are you here at all?”“I could say ‘cause I wasn’t doing anything else, but that’s not really it. I owe my life to people who helped when they didn’t have to. Gotta pay it back.”“Hmm.”They lapsed into silence for a few minutes while the food showed up at their table.“What about you? How’d you get in the FBI?”“I met.