There were a few staff in here, but they hardly noticed a powerful man leading off a pair of hot women. They probably knew we were whores, but they wo...uldn’t know we were mother and daughter.We were soon in Mr. Reenburg’s private office. Mom closed the door behind us and locked it. I shuddered as Mr. Coburn was on me in a flash. He kissed me with hunger, pressing me against the wall. His hands went to my teenage breasts. He squeezed and kneaded them. I shuddered in delight, kissing him with. Thecrying jag released all the tension Roberta had built up on her way homeand, when she had dried her eyes, she was able to gasp; "Do you mean it?Am I really nice looking as a girl?" "Oh my dear," replied Mrs Harris,holding Roberta close, "you are the daughter I would have loved to havehad, had we not been blest with such a wonderful son." More tearsensued.Finally the two of them pulled themselves together. "Your father isgoing to be amazed at your transformation," said Mrs Harris. "He hasbeen. “Anne tells me you have quite a shooter in your holster.” Tara began and Hank read her meaning and blushed.”Guilty Ma,am, but I don,t get much chance to use it.” “Oh my little sister and I can help you get lots of target practise I assure you.” she chuckled and “accidentally brushed her delicate fingers over his jeans contained erection. “Hmm. Very nice. Why don,t you meet Anne and me in the old play house about 9 tonight and we,ll start your training.” “Be there with bells on.” Cookie now. A variety of shorts and cropped t-shirts, little floralsummer dresses, tight jeans and of course a bikini by the hotel pool.Josh was hard almost the entire time, knowing the camera was on her, close upshots from a distance, examining her figure, her personality, the way herclothes hung on her tight body, but he never saw it. At night in the city bars,a couple of times Josh saw his contacts, sitting at a table close by, with 6,sometimes 8 other guys, drinking, laughing, throwing Helen glances.