Especially this far out!One would think if GP command wanted to avoid the money grubbing bureaucratic image they'd acquired, they might just 'loosen t...he purse strings a little! Especially among the commission field operatives!You know? The ones who actually TALK to the people they're SUPPOSED to be protecting and serving?Even given the best of circumstances, Key could never have afforded a uniform like the one she was currently being fitted for!Some of the most advance biometric tailoring. But I would playfully say, please mom nexttime onwards... each time I would say! I loved my mom. Then she wouldapply make up on my face, comb my hair.After about 15 days or so, one morning she said I could wear a ponytailnow! I felt elated! I washed my hair that day, wore my favorite ghagracholi and mom took me to her bedroom and made me sit in front of thedressing table. She brushed my hair, applied very little oil, againbrushed. Then she started combing it backwards and finally I could. Finally they held out the frothy lace girly party dress for me. It wasdivine. It was all in light pink satin with layers and layers of whitelace. The puff sleeves only came down to my elbows but the deep laceedges cascaded across my forearms. The bodice was quite tight and I hadneeded the waist nipper to even get into it. The bust was edged withmore lace as was the collar, which was quite high, coming right up to myneck. The skirt was puffed out by deep net petticoats in white that werebuilt. Randy reached down and started caressing my spent cock through the silken garment. Surprisingly I could once again feel life returning. Smiling at me Randy asked," How did you know?" I reached down to caress her once again stiff member and said, "I know all about you." The next thing I knew I was waking up, I was having an incredible dream that I was somehow sucking my own cock. As I looked down I could see that yes indeed my younger self was sucking on my cock. Reaching down I ran my hands.