Nice to meet you." He nodded."But That was not what I meant." The woman looked a little shocked. "Prince Jaseth?" she asked sheepishly. "Yes. Does... this matter." she thought a moment and the way her cute little nose crinkled as she thought Jaseth thought was adorable. "No, I suppose not." She finaly answered. "This just wasn't the way I thought I would meet a member of the Royal house." She jestered down at her nude body. "Our father will be replacing the current Embasador tomarrow, and. “How about we go inside and take a shower together? I’d like one anyway after the flight. It could be a way of breaking the ice, so-to-speak. You and I, naked. Take a little time to get used to the idea.”I couldn’t believe she’d just put it out there that way. It was such a casual delivery, just a suggestion – take it or leave it. No big deal. Get naked with mum. Shower together.I gawked, boggling at my mother until I realised my mouth was hanging open. Then I gasped, “A shower? With you?”My. I put my hands on my lap and looked at my cellphone that lied on my computer desk. I shook my head with a disgusted look on my face. I stood up, turned my cellphone on, and looked at the picture Becca sent me. "That fucking whore.." I cursed under my lips. "She didn't get my fucking permission." I turned my cellphone off and put both my hands on my computer desk. I shook my head again and thought to my self, you might as well rip my heart into two right now. I mentally slapped myself into. Plain."She stared at the red top he was wearing and particularly at the necklinewhere his breasts were. She would have liked to see something much morelow-cut, but she guessed that with his breast forms, anything much more"interesting" would be out of the question. "You could have chosen asexier top too," she complained as her eyes scanned down to his skirt.She stared at the denim skirt he was wearing. Then she stepped back soshe could see it better. It wasn't real denim of course, and it.