Where would be the fun in enslavingthe 'great' Tatiana Farincetti if she still looked more like a man thana girl? No, if you're going to be mine, I w...ant you to look the part. I'mgoing to sculpt you. And let's start...here." He brought his hand downand gave a heavy slap to her stomach. He pulled back just at the contactso as not to knock her breath out, but it stung like a branding iron,made her cry out before she clenched her teeth to try and turn the soundinto a grunt.Too late, she could. ‘Exactly,’ she said looking at me, ‘but now it doesn’t matter and he isn’t here.’Suddenly she smiled.‘Did you like what you saw? Was it worth the wait? Don said you were a bit gobsmacked but I didn’t know whether that was good or bad.’I suddenly laughed out loud.‘Oh god they are wonderful! You’re gorgeous!’She looked relieved.‘I’m glad.’‘Oh yes.’ I said as I pulled her close to kiss her forehead but as I did she raised her face and my lips met hers. I pulled back quickly and looked at her. "The last thing we need is for someone to turn us in for being lewd and obscene."Once again Karen laughed, looking up into my eyes as she took the bowl of green salad from me. "I'm the one who's lewd, she's the obscene one," Karen teased."Well if that's the case, I wonder what that makes me?" I said trying to sound glib before I realized what I'd just said, or opened myself up to when saying it."Why, that would make you the friendly next-door pervert would be my guess," Karen grinned broadly. Momma was going to play the part of a nun, taking us 3 religious school girls on a trip across the country. We would just happen to be staying the night at the hotel. In her role as our chaperone she would distract the boys chaperone.Momma was convincingly comical in her outfit. Not the full nun penguin suit, just the universally recognized black and white wimple covering her head and throat. She dressed conservatively and plainly, but she made sure her blouse was tucked in extra tight to.