“Good, good,” I said, smiling at Bethany.My daughters were all in the limo with me, my core team. They were joined by my intern Jen, her engagemen... ring glinting on her finger. I couldn’t wait for her wedding to my daughter Lola.“And she was amendable?” I asked.“More than amendable,” Bethany answered.Danielle, her sandy-blonde hair spilling in a wild splash down the right side of her head, gave a wicked smirk. “Oh, she sounded like she was gagging for this. I don’t think she’s happy one bit. She touched it. "Good morning Davia. We're having dinner tonight at 7. Don't be late. Look sexy. I've go some good news."Then she swatted my hard on and left. That night I wore the lacy black bra with the breast forms, my skirt, garters, seamed hose and the low heels. I looked quite sexy. Still not good enough to pass, but if you were horny... Frieda let me wait on the back steps for a good period. But I really didn't care who saw me. I looked sexy, felt sexy, and knew I would be having. He had three long fingers and a thumb on each hand. His shoulders and chest were very broad but he tapered down to a very much smaller and taut waist and hips connecting to long muscular legs. He had no hair anywhere on his body and no ears or nose, just holes where they should be. Julie thought to herself that she hoped he never had to wear glasses. His face was strange but did not look evil. When she looked between his legs, he looked just like her cleanly shaved pussy mound. Was he. ”I invited her in.She got right to the point.“I need you to take over the shop,” she said.“Wait what?” I asked surprised. “I’m a mechanic. I don’t know anywhere near enough to run a business.”“Neither did Mike when we met.” she answered “I’m a business major, and I taught him how to run the shop. I’ll do the same for you. The town needs the shop, otherwise folk are going to have to travel miles to get any repairs done. You need the work and I need someone to run the shop. I don’t know anything.