"And you do so love dressing up don't you honey? So tell methe truth, don't you think you look pretty? Don't you think you look nicein your high heels... and stockings? Hmm? Don't you look nice in your skirtand this pretty sweater?" Lisa reached around him and gently cupped hispadded bra in her hands. "Oh and look at your make-up. For a boy, don'tyou think you look pretty with your eye-make-up and your lipstick on?You're so pretty, you should have been a girl. Isn't that right?"Frankie stared at. Today was just another weekend day. Nothing special, but she found that her husband was up early and puttering around the house, doing odds and ends things. This puzzled her as normally she was the first one up and about. She at times had to tease him out of bed.She began to gather something to wear. She hated wearing a bra, but wanted her breasts to stay as firm a possible for as long as possible. She studied the clasps and cup for a moment before putting it around her. She was just about to. You still remember what I told 2 years ago with schemas and diagrams. I’m proud of you, sweetie. Roxy, she asked me about where the babies were coming from. So I was honest, and I didn’t tell her the Babylandia theory or else the FedEx delivery guy at the wrong address as an excuse.”Roxanne was laughing during some 20 seconds. Meanwhile, Catherine started to suck Roxanne’s nipples during some 80 seconds, while she had laid herself, her belly against the towels, on my right side and on Roxanne’s. Her eyes were more than simply brown. Several rings of different shades circled her pupils. On the inside, closest to her pupils were a soft tan, then a soft brown, and finally something close to mahogany. Her tousled auburn hair made her looked as if she’d just woken up and hadn’t had time to brush it out yet, yet it worked on her. She looked much younger than what I recalled from Valory’s memories.“There,” she said, and looked herself over. “That’s better.” She looked at me again. “Seth, I.