She was a very pretty little girl, who in spite of her weakened condition had a cheerful bubbly personality and positive attitude. Her mom and dad wer...e so grateful that I could take them to Syracuse. In preparation we had dropped one of the seats down flat into a bed for the girl. We all got aboard and my pilots taxied out and took off. We headed in a straight path for Syracuse. We would be flying non-stop at near the speed of sound so we could arrive as soon as possible.Once we were leveled. She gave Genie a quick look up and down. ‘Gram was kinda hot,’ she said quietly. Genie smiled broadly. ‘I took some liberties,’ Genie said looking down at her chest, ‘but the rest is as close as I could get from your memories of her pictures.’ Doris nodded, first feeling guilty that she was checking out what was effectively her grandmother in 1945, and then feeling awkward over the thought of checking out her grandmother. ‘You look good,’ Doris complemented, trying not to choke on her words.. We made certain they knew about it before they left here, though. I can see how she could have been a handful if she had wanted to be. I wonder just how much her parents realized about her intelligence before we told them. Then again, who knows? Who cares? he laughed to himself. She's here with us now, and she feels like my daughter. I know she almost called me Daddy in the hallway. She insists on calling me Prime, and Diana, Queen. When I tried to discourage it, she clouded up. I can't stand. Then Wahida appeared, wearing a maroon hijab and blue dress, her delicate face smiling. My heart beat fast as I stared at my future sister-wife. She was Talib's wife, the woman whom I would unite with. My clit-dick swelled to its full girth as she gave me a chaste hug. I felt the warmth of her body through her dress. She felt petite. I couldn't wait to unwrap her.To find out how beautiful she was beneath her dress. It would be such a treat to explore.I wanted to kiss her lips. They were so.