" I started to excuse myself. "We don't yet have him fully trained yet, do we, Carol? All the dancers, except the ones who haven't been around yet, kn...ow you are family. They won't bat an eye if you are in the dressing room at any time." Aimee stood up, wearing her halter top and red leather pants. She sashayed close, her breasts grazing my chest. Her hands touched mine. "Paul, my husband, will have no problem, before you two meet, of your not just being around me while dressing, but helping me. Strange.I lifted the lid & this stench hit me full in the face...wtf?! There,on top of all the scrunched up towels & other stuff was me dad's undies.They were black & they were coated in this thick globby stuff.Now me mate's spunk was pretty watery & I hadn't yet managed to spunk...so I wasn't too au fait with adult spunk...at least not then.But the smell kind of got to me & I leaned over the laundry bin & took another whiff.Jesus...my knob sprung up & even my arsehole clenched.My dad must've. The little guy was right. Youlook chill. Thanks for showing up." My secretary says you have a question." Yah. I can smell and taste things in the game. Um. Feel things, yaknow? In my mouth. Like, you know, sex? That shouldn't be possible." Glitter suit, right? We sold it to you at a discount?" Yes." The glitter is a body of tiny miracles. Factories, mostly. Nanobotsand modded flora. They travel. It wouldn't be an all-body experience ifyou couldn't taste and smell and feel things above the neck.. I found her to be healthy and very womanly in appearance. I paid very close attention to her arse on the couple of occasions she had stood in the right position.Her round face with a small upturned nose over pouty lips had very little if any make-up. She watched me with blue eyes through a pair of glass that had thick, black plastic frames that had short, wide lenses. Her blonde hair was pulled tight against her scalp into a long ponytail.I finally made up my mind and looked up to her. She.