He ran a hand down Lucy's front, over her gorgeous big tits where hepaused for a firm squeeze that made her gasp, and down to the new thinslit between... her legs."I love it. You still look like a doll."Lucy just nodded, clearly wanting him to continue fondling her.Just as Lucy herself had done earlier, John found a little pressure wasall it took for his finger to slip inside her. She was warm and moist inthere. Her eyes almost rolled back in her head and she moaned as headded a second finger. ." No, no," she replied sleepily. " It's all right. I wasn't actually asleep anyway. I couldn't seem to drop off last night." I have the same problem," I responded. "My mind was in a whirl all night long, and I think it's your fault." My fault?" she exclaimed. "How is it my fault?" For being so beautiful, intelligent, and sweet," I stated firmly. "I couldn't sleep all night for thinking about you. I need to see you again. Have lunch with me?" Um ... I guess so," she agreed. "Where will we go?. There was a gleam in her eye and she gave me so much attention. I truly felt like a princess. Hours later, when I was finally permitted to look myself over in the mirror, I was so moved by my appearance I started to cry. My bleached hair looked so sexy in long curls, my ears were pierced and my toenails and fingernails looked so cute. I felt like a total pussy - and it showed."You're every bit the beauty your father was, Pussy," Aunt Julie whispered in my ear. I can't wait until Ashley and. "It looks lovely, Madam," I said truthfully. She had one more look in the full length mirror and said, "I'll take it. She changed back into her other clothes and then handed me the skirt to put in a bag. "How would Madam like to pay?"She handed over a credit card, which I "swiped" through the till. I then got her to sign the slip and then I checked the name and signature. I was just about to hand the receipt and card back to her when I noticed that the name on the card said George.