She didn't remember fallingasleep and was surprised to find that she had headphones on.Taking them off her head, Daniel extended his hand and pulled h...r ontoher feet. "Let's go, sleepyhead. Time to make you perfect."Pansy loved the sound of that. Perfect meant making men cum, and OMG, sheneeded to make men cum.Her hairstylist led her over to a counter where a large, leather-boundbook was resting. On the cover was embossed in large gold letters "PansyPumpscock Book of Styles." Pansy giggled and. Why was Don being so mean to her? And about such a silly thing!She went into the bathroom to throw cold water on her face before she started looking bloated and red, and while there, she thought angrily, "Why, when they have questions they'll come to me with them!" But she didn't expect that for another year or so... they were so young for their ages anyway!When a few moments later she heard the front door slam, she burst into tears again, at how unfair Don was, criticizing her that way... for. ”“Yes,” she said as she gave him a quick kiss, “but not yet. Jeff, darnit, surely you’re not going to tell me that you’re refusing to marry her because you think I’ll start looking for another wife as soon as you do.”“Okay, I won’t tell you.”She pinched him in the tender area on his side.“Ouch. Stop that,” he whined as he grabbed her hand. “You have no idea how much it hurts when you pinch me there.”“Oh, sure I do. I get to watch you every time I do it. So ... you’re just going to make that. The Voice rang out suddenly and silence prevailed.Ladies of the line, please remove any impediment that might preclude Mr. Franck's getting to your... ah... charms, will you?"Those women quickly and efficiently removed their outer and under garments. One of the men in jockey shorts went around collecting the clothing, leaving it all in a pile in the corner of the room.Thirteen attractive women stood waiting.Dr. Coughlin and Adonis each brought a small, but comfortable arm chair out, placing one.